The cicadas in his ears buzzed, and Zhang Qi's words echoed repeatedly in his ears: "I and the King of Lanling are mutually in love with each other, you and I."

  His face turned pale, and the earlier elegance was gone. Another deputy envoy called out in a low voice: "Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang?"

  He called out four or five times, and Xiao Mo finally turned his head around. He looked at the messenger and said in a low, hoarse voice: "This girl is used to pretending... This statement sounds like it's true." His voice was dry and toneless, and the messenger listened without understanding what he meant, looking at him in confusion.

  Xiao Mo was taken aback, he turned his head and stared intently at Zhang Qi sitting in the distance. Tonight's Zhang Qi made him feel very unfamiliar. All along, wasn't she always timidly hiding behind men for protection? He had never known that she also had a sharp tongue and could be so fierce with her words!

  What he couldn't have imagined was that her timing, the words she chose to use, were so incredibly accurate! Upon careful consideration, it became clear that although everyone present understood what was being said, no one else could have said it - only she could have achieved this effect by speaking up.

  Aren't all the girls in the world hiding behind men?

  Yuwen Cheng returned to the couch with a huff, and as soon as he sat down, he saw his father's expressionless face. His father, whom he still understood, had a calm-looking complexion at this moment, but Yuwen Hu clearly felt the gloom accumulating on it!

  Yuwen Cheng's face turned pale.

  Seeing his complexion changing constantly, an inner attendant approached and whispered: "Young Master, calm down!"

  The four words "slightly calm and not anxious" came out. Yuwen Cheng's face turned even whiter. He understood that the palace attendant was advising him to be more calm from now on, to respond to changes with stability, and not to take the initiative to stir up trouble again.

  After being ridiculed by Zhang Qi like that, the atmosphere in the hall changed and everyone became quiet.

  The little emperor stood out and said a few words, then the drum music sounded. The beautiful ladies came fluttering in.

  As usual, these beautiful women held food boxes and fine wine. In front of each noble's seat, they gently knelt down. Then, with their jade-like hands, they carefully and respectfully served the fine wine and delicious food into the nobles' mouths.

  These beauties, not only in front of male dignitaries but also in front of noblewomen, have the task of serving food and drink to the nobles.

  As they arrived, the men in the hall relaxed. Some of them, after drinking a few mouthfuls of wine, even pulled over the beauties and started kissing their fragrant lips.

  The King of Lanling looked at the beautiful woman crouching in front of him, and at this moment, she was also looking at him under the lamp light. The beauty's cheeks were flushed, her eyes shining with a rippling light, just like the men in the hall, with an air of infatuation... except that those men were infatuated because of the beautiful woman in front of them, while this beautiful woman was infatuated because of the King of Lanling who was right next to her!

  The King of Lanling lowered his eyes and ordered: "Zhang Shi Aqi!"

  As soon as he called out, he heard Zhang Qi's particularly bright and cheerful response, "Eh."

  His face sank slightly, and he said lightly: "Come over!"

  Zhang Qi responded with a sound, she glanced at the beautiful woman who was staring blankly, and lowered her eyelids to hold back her smile: This gaze is also not surprising that he got annoyed.

  She stood up, moved lightly, and slowly shifted in front of King Langling, then lowered her head.

  The King of Lanling savored the fine wine in his hand, and did not continue with his orders.

  Zhang Qi hesitated for a moment, then shifted her buttocks into his arms. As soon as she landed on his knees, she curled up into a ball, making herself comfortable, and in a posture that made her whole body sink into his embrace, she softened in his arms.

  Seeing Mei Ji's gaze turn into despair, Zhang Gui pressed her face against Lang Ling Wang's solid chest and quietly glared at Mei Ji.

  With this glare, Mei Ji's expression became even more disheartened. She bowed to the two of them and slowly backed away with her head hung low.

  Gazing at the departing beauty, Langya Wang's low voice came from above her head, "Why did she retreat?"

  After a moment of silence, Zhang Qi's small and timid voice came over, "I glared at her."

  "Why?" The two words were spat out with a metallic ring, like iron beads.

  If it were someone else, listening to this tone would make them think he's blaming himself. If you consider him as your heart's desire and hear his cold, seemingly impatient tone, wouldn't your heart feel stifled?

  She lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes fluttering, and with a soft hand playing with the jade pendant at his waist, she said in a low, gentle voice: "Her eyes are like those of a thief, staring at my Dan Lang..."

  This sentence is really soft, fluffy, and lightly melancholic.

  With such a tone, paired with her gentle voice, it's as if reciting the most moving love poem.

  Even so, as soon as she spoke, Zhang Qi's small leg, which had been raised, still stiffly kicked out.

  The King of Lanling lowered his head.

  If he wasn't mistaken, the little woman in his arms was declaring her jealousy to him... But for a beauty like her who didn't need to resort to such tactics, did she really need to be jealous? This cunning girl, was she trying to test his limits step by step? Was she trying to see how much she could tolerate from him? Was she trying to tell him that she detested those women who tried to get close to him, and that she was a jealous woman?

  He stared at Zhang Qi expressionlessly, staring at her until the Zhang Qi who was nestled in his arms, that playful movement of the jade pendant became clumsy, and the pure and delicate little face with a hint of shyness and charm, faintly revealed a trace of grievance, before he finally looked up.

  He didn't say anything else.

  He raised his head.

  Zhang Qi waited for a while, but didn't hear him make a sound, and finally carefully lifted her head.

  The face of Lanling Wang, who was stunningly beautiful, had no smile and no anger. Such a face couldn't reveal any emotions at all... She was so jealous that she would even reject someone unrelated to her. How could he not be happy or angry? If it were a frivolous man, seeing a woman fighting for him, he would definitely be delighted. If it were a strict and rule-abiding man, seeing his small concubine, who couldn't tell her own position, he would be angry and warn her. But he didn't show any happiness or anger, what did this mean?

  Zhang Qi blinked, after a while, she decided to stop guessing his thoughts. Lowering her head again, she stretched out both hands and hugged his waist.

  Time is passing bit by bit. Gradually, the bright moon hangs on the treetops, gradually. The hour has passed the second watch.

  In the midst of the excitement, Xiao Huangdi also left his seat at some point, and Yuwen Hu was nowhere to be seen early on. When the eunuch announced the end of the banquet, Prince Lanling stood up.

  He naturally held Zhang Qi in his arms and turned around to walk out.

  He saw him moving. Many eyes turned to him, looking at him and also looking at Zhang Qi in his arms. When they saw Zhang Qi's slender and beautiful figure, many eyes showed greed. Of course. Even Yuwen Hu didn't want to let this girl go. They could only think about it.

  Outside, the moon is bright and fine, with carriages lined up on the square. Next to Langling Wang's carriage stood fifty robust guards, silent and still. A man from Zhou couldn't help but sneer: "What's going on with Langling Wang? Could it be that there are still people in the palace who want to assassinate the king?"

  As soon as the voice dropped, several bursts of laughter erupted.

  The King of Lanling glanced at the man and said coldly, "Although there may not be assassins, arrogant and domineering people are still present! Does he not know the weight of being a noble's son?"

  This clearly refers to Yuwen Cheng! As soon as the King of Lanling's voice fell, those who were laughing hastily stopped. The gazes that had turned this way all hurriedly shifted away.

  Langling Wang smiled with his head raised. He swung his sleeve and carried Zhang Qi onto the horse carriage. As he watched the distant horse carriage, Yuwen Cheng's face turned iron-green as he walked slowly under the shade of the trees. Gnashing his teeth and narrowing his eyes, he said in a hateful tone: "Even if you are arrogant and reckless, what can I do? Gao Zhanggong, I will make sure you don't die well!"

  The voice had just fallen when an inner attendant hastily interrupted him, "Young Master, you mustn't!"

  Yuwen Cheng turned his head, staring at the eunuch with a gloomy expression. The eunuch was sweating profusely and stuttered: "Young Master, this is Gao Changgong's scheme. He deliberately said so to spread it among the people. When something happens later, everyone will blame you." Yuwen Hu had dominated the court for years, but Yuwen Cheng was not Yuwen Hu, he still had brothers, and there were open and secret struggles between them. In a situation where Yuwen Hu was already dissatisfied with him, whatever he did would give others an excuse to criticize him, and he might completely lose Yuwen Hu's recognition.

  Gao Changgong didn't say that, Yuwen Cheng could still make some small movements, but he said it, Yuwen Cheng not only had to restrain himself, even if he stayed in Zhou's place for a day, Yuwen Cheng would have to protect him for a whole day.

  The horse carriage is moving.

  In the blink of a carriage, Zhang Qi saw Xiao Mo's carriage coming out at the same time, as well as his tightly following eyes. Perhaps it was because the moon was too bright, or perhaps it was because the sky and earth behind him were too dark, Zhang Qi saw his tightly pursed lips, and the sorrowful and lonely pleading in his eyes.

  Zhang Qi pulled down the car curtain.

  As she turned her head, she saw Lang Ling Wang. Looking into her eyes, Lang Ling Wang asked in a low voice: "Are you moved?"

  Zhang Qi lowered her head and replied softly, "En." Yes, she was moved. She had never thought that Xiao Mo would be willing to stake a thousand taels of gold and ten fine horses on her.

  She had always thought that Xiao Mo's concern for her was premised on not hurting his own interests. She also thought that he never cared about what she thought, and only cared about whether he himself was happy or not.

  The King of Lanling stared at her, "Want to go back to his side?"

  As soon as the words fell, he shut his lips tightly, and Zhang Qi was even more astonished to look up at him... As a concubine he had forcibly taken, he shouldn't be asking this question. These words made it seem like he cared about Zhang Qi, as if because of her concern for Xiao Mo, he felt jealous!

  Langling Wang turned his head, his face solemn and indifferent, as if he was high above, as if he had not said anything just now, even if he did, it was just a joke. Whoever took it seriously would be truly ridiculous. Zhang Qi twisted her body, she let herself stick closer to him, stretched out her hands, and playfully climbed onto his neck.

  She smiled brightly, her shining eyes filled with boundless shyness and joy as she looked at him. Seeing that he was still so solemn, she suddenly straightened up, pressed her face against his, and then gently rubbed her soft pink lips against his face.

  As they breathed in sync, she said softly: "Ah Qie just didn't expect, a bit unexpectedly... Ah Qie's husband is here." As she spoke, her cheeks flushed red and she leaned over to press her lips against his. Her mischievous little tongue slipped out, quietly tracing the outline of his lips while squeezing his lip tightly. Just as his lips parted, her fragrant tongue slipped into his mouth, entwining with his own.

  As the kiss deepened, Zhang Qi's body, leaning in his arms, softened like water. Unconsciously, Lang Ling Wang tightened his hold on her and deepened the kiss.

  The carriage drove steadily into the ambassador's mansion.

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