"Your Majesty, Princess, we are here."
To Lu Yuncheng, the sudden sound of Qingfeng was no different from a nasty ghost from hell.
He sat back down solemnly, heard Su Qingyu's unscrupulous chuckle, and raised his hand to lightly tap her forehead.
"Why are you laughing! When I go back, I will definitely come back!"
I have to say, this tone is indeed very Lu Yuncheng.
Qingfeng and Mingyue stood beside the carriage, waiting for their master to get off the carriage.
Lu Yun sat in the wheelchair and straightened his collar casually, casting a cold look at Qingfeng.
With just this glance, Qingfeng couldn't help but shiver.
He asked cautiously: "Master, my subordinates didn't say anything wrong, right?"
Lu Yuncheng smiled coldly: "After you go back, go and receive the punishment yourself."
Qingfeng:! ! ! ? ? ?
Su Qingyu glanced at him sympathetically and patted him lightly on the shoulder to express her sympathy.
Mingyue gave him a merciless sneer to express her ridicule.
Looking at the backs of the three people in front of him, Qingfeng asked the biggest question in his life.
Are his and the princess's horoscopes at odds?
Otherwise, why would he always be punished by his master every once in a while since the princess married?
It seems that he still needs to let Mr. Xuanyuan do the math for him.
Qingfeng thought about this and quickly followed...
The New Year's Eve palace banquet was particularly different this year because of the addition of Lu Yuncheng and his wife.
So the moment Lu Yuncheng and Su Qingyu entered the hall, many courtiers and ladies came to greet them, offering all kinds of flattery.
"Quinzi is getting married next month. I hope the prince and princess will come over and have a wedding drink!"
"Princess Ling, I recently got a new millennium Ganoderma lucidum. If the princess doesn't dislike it, will I send someone to deliver it to your house?"
"Veteran, I have here a book of tactics left by the previous dynasty. I wonder if Your Highness would be interested in it?"
...
If it were five years ago, Lu Yuncheng would never give a good look to someone who flatters others. But now he had to be patient and deal with it.
"Seventh brother, long time no see."
An Wang stood outside the crowd, followed by Su Qingxue who looked disheveled.
Seeing that King An had also arrived, everyone saluted knowingly, fearing that King An and King Ling would have another conflict, which would affect Chiyu, they dispersed very quickly.
"Brother An Wang, happy New Year."
Lu Yuncheng congratulated King An without any grudges, and saw King Qi frowning as he followed behind him.
"Hey, why are you standing at the door?"
King An also bowed his hands towards King Qi: "Brother King Qi, happy New Year."
Seeing the restrained King An, Su Qingyu guessed that it was because of Concubine Hui's death that he became haggard and calm today.
It's just that such calmness makes people feel a little scared.
As the eunuch sang loudly, Emperor Ming and the Queen came hand in hand.
Except for Lu Yuncheng, everyone knelt on the ground and saluted.
Emperor Ming seemed to be in a good mood today. He laughed loudly and asked everyone to stand up, and also asked the dancers to start their performance.
Su Qingyu felt drowsy after hearing Emperor Ming's annual summary.
It wasn't until she noticed that several eyes were on her at the same time that she raised her eyes to look in the crowd.
The first one to bear the brunt was Tuoba Linglong.
At this moment, she was sitting next to Jiang Yiming, with a veil still on her face. The injury on her face must have not healed yet. But this didn't stop her from looking at Su Qingyu with vicious eyes.
Su Qingyu raised her wine glass and gave her a distant salute. She raised her head and drank the fruit wine in her glass, regardless of whether she drank or not.
It's sweet and has a refreshing fragrance.
Immediately afterwards, she could quickly find the eyes from Su Qingxue.
The level of resentment and resentment is almost as high as that of Tuoba Linglong. However, Su Qingxue always looked at her with almost the same look, so Su Qingyu didn't take it to heart.
With the same glass of wine, he saluted her and drank his own glass of wine.
The last person found was Wang An sitting in front of Su Qingxue.
how to say? He was obviously a man, but he looked at her with such sad eyes. If the occasion didn't require it, Su Qingyu really wanted to go over and slap him!
Looking at her with this look in public, uninformed people must think that she is some kind of heartless person who always gives up and always gives up?
The Chinese New Year is really unlucky.
"Your Majesty, the marriage arrangements have been completed. We will return to Xichu tomorrow."
The envoy of Xi Chu stood in the main hall and performed the grand ceremony of Xi Chu: "In order to thank His Majesty the Emperor, Xi Chu has specially arranged a song and dance performance unique to Xi Chu, and I also invite His Majesty the Emperor to enjoy it."
Emperor Ming happily agreed, and twenty or thirty dancers from Western Chu wore light gauze skirts and danced in the center of the hall.
With her slender waist, red armor, gauze skirt, and those charming eyes that seem to be able to seduce people, I have to say that Xi Chu's dance is indeed full of exotic style compared to that of Daxia.
Su Qingyu was intoxicated with her graceful dancing, when she suddenly noticed that there was an unusually burly dancer among the dancers...
Su Qingyu took a closer look and found that there was more than one burly dancer, but they were all blocked by those graceful dancers. It was impossible to see them without looking carefully.
As the dancers turned in circles, Su Qingyu could even see the murderous look in their eyes.
"not good!"
When Su Qingyu shouted loudly, the dancers all pulled out their soft swords from their waists and faced the four guests.
In the main hall, no one was allowed to wear weapons, which caused all the ministers to panic, and some even peed their pants...
"Escort! Hurry, escort!"
Screams came one after another, and some people were already bleeding under the waving of the dancer's soft sword.
"Little Xi Chu, you have gone wild on my territory!"
With a loud shout, an old man in his sixties overturned the table in front of him, grabbed the wooden plate on the side and used it as a weapon to fight with the Xichu assassin.
Under the protection of Mingyue and Lu Yuncheng, Su Qingyu retreated little by little.
She cast her eyes on the high dragon chair and saw that Emperor Ming was already protected behind him by King Qi and King An.
Seeing that the Imperial Guards were about to come in for rescue, something unexpected happened at this moment.
The assassins who were still in the crowd suddenly pointed their swords at Emperor Ming who was standing above them.
They were light in stature, but they were close to Emperor Ming in the blink of an eye.
King Qi and King An were pampered, and they usually only practiced martial arts to strengthen their bodies. They didn't have much real ability in them, but they were kicked aside by the assassin in just two times.
Seeing that the assassin's sword was heading towards Emperor Ming's heart, Su Qingyu shouted almost instinctively: "Lu Yuncheng!"
Before anyone could react, Lu Yuncheng arrived in front of Emperor Ming in an instant and kicked away the soft sword that had pierced the dragon's robe but did not reach his skin.
He stood in front of Emperor Ming, entangled with the moment with his body, and firmly protected Emperor Ming behind him.
Fortunately, the Forbidden Army arrived in time and the situation was quickly reversed and brought under control.
Whether it was the assassins just now, the envoy from Xi Chu, or the dull-eyed Tuoba Linglong, they were all escorted to kneel in the center of the hall.
Everyone came out of the corner in shock, but without exception, no one looked at the Xichu man kneeling in the center of the hall, but at Lu Yuncheng, who was still standing in front of Emperor Ming to protect him.
His legs are actually healed? ! !
