Messenger Bedole shook his head quickly, "Your Majesty, your lord, you are joking!"

The head of the state stroked his beard and said suspiciously, "Oh? How come the barbarians entered the capital without permission yesterday and killed the people of our court!"

The envoy quickly apologized, "Your Majesty of the Shengtian Dynasty, the prince and princess of our clan were naughty yesterday, so they entered the capital one day early without permission. I would like to apologize to Your Majesty!" The envoy knelt down respectfully.

Although Zhai Yuan was dissatisfied, he did not show it. He said: "I will not pursue the prince and princess's nonsense, but when it comes to killing people, what's your argument, Messenger Bei?"

The envoy raised his head fearlessly and explained: "Your Majesty, the person who killed yesterday was not from my clan!"

"Oh? The envoy is shirking his responsibility?" The abbot continued to speak aggressively.

Bedol looked at the abbot and said seriously: "The person who killed yesterday was a Miao curse man, not a barbarian like me!"

"Miao Curse Man?" The abbot looked at His Majesty.

Zhai Yuan waved his hand, "This matter will not be discussed at the banquet. Everyone, raise your glasses and have a drink together!" Zhai Yuan raised his wine glass to the high-ranking royal officials below.

There was singing and dancing, everyone was laughing and drinking, waiting to welcome the New Year in the palace.

Youruo couldn't sit still and asked, "Can we go?" The banquet was really noisy.

"Are you tired?" Zhai Xiying looked sideways at Youruo.

Youruo nodded lightly. Unexpectedly, the barbarians came to stop him again.

"Prince Ying, I would like to propose a toast to you!" Hatangxuan took a glass of wine and held it in front of Zhai Xiying.

Zhai Xiying did not take the wine glass from Ha Tangxuan, but raised her own glass and drank from it.

"Prince Ying, don't you plan to give me a drink in return?" After one drink, Ha Tangxuan continued to pour wine.

"Please!" It was just a glass of light wine. Zhai Xiying drank it without ceremony.

Ha Tangxuan laughed loudly and praised: "King Ying is indeed a good man, so heroic!"

"Ha~" Zhai Xiying snorted.

Hatangxuan's wine glass moved in the direction of facing Youruo, "Girl, can you have a drink with me, the prince?"

"Prince Hatangxuan, my concubine is pregnant and should not drink alcohol!" Zhai Xiying refuted.

Ha Tangxuan nodded, "Let's do this. The girl drank tea instead of wine and had sex with this prince!"

Zhai Xiying said nothing more, You Ruo stood up and drank a cup of tea.

"What a pity, why didn't this prince enter the capital a year earlier!" Hatangxuan stared at Youruo's beautiful eyes and sighed repeatedly.

You Ruo curled her red lips and replied: "Prince Hatangxuan, even if it is a year earlier, I still belong to Prince Ying!"

There was a marriage contract, and although she was Princess Ying at that time and Prince Ying's concubine at that time, no matter how you calculate it, she is still Zhai Xiying's woman.

Compared to Zhai Xiying, Youruo was more disgusted with Hatangxuan. For some reason, she just didn't like the direct look he put on her, which was more disgusting than the lustful look Zhai Xiying looked at her.

Ha Tangxuan stared at Youruo's eyes and red lips, listening to Youruo's moving voice. Encouraged by drinking, he actually wanted to lift Youruo's mask.

However, he was pushed by Zhai Xiying, which not only blocked his hands, but also caused his body to take several steps back, almost bumping into the dancer performing behind him.

Ha Tangxuan was slightly angry, took a few steps forward, and shouted: "Prince Ying, why are you doing this?"

Zhai Xiying sneered, "Prince of another clan, are you being too presumptuous?"

Even if Lu Youruo is his concubine, she is from the Shengtian Dynasty, and she even married into the royal family. How can she be defiled by a foreign prince?

Shocked by Zhai Xiying's breath, Hatangxuan sobered up and handed over his hand: "It's Xuan who was rude. Please forgive me, King Ying!"

Ha Tangxuan knew that his identity was not comparable to that of Zhai Xiying, and besides, it was now the territory of the Shengtian Dynasty, and it was not appropriate to confront the prince.

He took one last look at Youruo, then rolled up his sleeves and returned to his position.

Zhai Xiying did not ignore the coldness when Ha Tangxuan turned around. His deep eyes narrowed dangerously. This Ha Tangxuan seemed to have to strengthen his defense against him!

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Chapter completed!