Old Fang's steward, Hou, was standing outside the courtyard, listening to the joyful laughter coming from inside, and a smile also appeared on his face.

  Unlike others, he has seen Lang Ling Wang grow up. When did his own king ever smile? He can't remember anymore. Even if the whole world scolds Zhang Qi as a demon girl, to him, whoever can make his own king laugh sincerely is a good woman.

  At this time, a sound of footsteps came, and a servant approached and reported: "Someone has come from the Guangping King's mansion."

  Old Fang nodded and followed the servant out.

  The gate of the Wang's mansion has been opened, and a row of people are standing outside. When Fang Lao sees Guan Shi approaching, a middle-aged fat man steps forward and greets him loudly: "Is the King of Lanling present? My master said that at the last banquet, the King was drunk and singing with beautiful women, and didn't even bother to attend. Today there is another banquet, I'd like to ask if the King will be attending or not?"

  The middle-aged fat man's voice was loud and clear, causing passersby around him to frequently turn their heads back.

  Obviously, the governor's gate is closed to refuse guests, but this fat man deliberately asked, wanting to confirm his family's prince reputation for debauchery?

  However, the descendants of Gao are really not afraid of being scolded for their extravagance and debauchery.

  The old steward Fang still with a polite expression, sour-faced replied: "The Duke is not receiving guests today!"

  "Why don't you stay as a guest?"

  When he heard the fat man's blunt questioning, Old Man Fang's eyes widened, "Why doesn't my lord treat his guests well? It seems it's not for you to question, is it?"

  As soon as he said this, the fat man smiled awkwardly.

  "Also, please report back to Prince Guangping that our prince is currently indisposed and will be unable to receive guests for the next few days."

  After saying that, he signaled the gatekeeper to come forward and creaked the big gate shut. At the moment when the big gate was closed, Old Fang ordered: "The prince's words are all in vain? From now on, no matter who comes, just report it once, don't need to open the big gate."

  "Yes."

  The old steward Fang, who had just scolded the crowd of children, walked away with his back bent. He took a few dozen steps and saw a slender and elegant figure.

  It was Zhang Qi.

  She walked towards Director Fang with elegant steps, and Langling Wang was preparing his fishing rod not far behind her, ready to go fishing in the fish pond.

  "Zhang Ji."

  Facing the old steward, Zhang Qi didn't dare to accept his courtesy and took a step back. She made a slight bow. "I don't dare." She raised her eyes to look at the tightly closed courtyard gate and said in a low voice: "Who has come?"

  "It's someone from the Guangping Royal Palace."

  Zhang Qi hummed in response, seeming slightly distracted.

  Fang Lao was about to leave when he heard Zhang Gui's soft whisper, "The Duke, he loves his family and country very much, doesn't he?"

  Old Fang was taken aback, he turned his head to look at Zhang Gui. But Zhang Gui's aura was too powerful, even though he was old in years, he didn't dare to look straight at him. He lowered his head and bowed his hands, saying: "Yes..."

  Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Gui had already said seriously and sincerely: "Master Fang, I really want to know."

  The old man was even more confused. He hesitated for a moment and said: "It's better to ask the Duke himself."

  He turned to leave, but heard Zhang Gui's murmuring voice, "The world is absurd, the current emperor is still a wise ruler. If the emperor were not here, who could this country and life rely on?" She said this, then smiled and hummed softly, "It's better to return, it's better to return!"

  She turned and walked away, her figure in the sunlight, seemed to appear and disappear.

  "Your Majesty is still young," said Fang Lao, unable to hold back his words.

  Zhang Yi smiled softly and left, her gentle voice being blown away by the spring breeze. "The two previous emperors of Qi who have passed away were also young!"

  She didn't look back, her beautiful figure gradually disappeared into the woods.

  Since that day when she saw Princess Hu of Guangping, Zhang Gui remembered some things. Today, she told these words to Fang Lao, and she thought about it again and again.

  The King of Lanling was young and vigorous, full of ambition. In his eyes, fulfilling his wishes and drinking from the rivers and mountains were far more important than living a peaceful life until old age. But Fang Lao was different. As an elderly man, as an elder, his greatest wish was for the younger generation to live in peace and safety, healthy and long-lived.

  Of course, she didn't expect her words to have any effect now, she just laid down a thread. Maybe it will be useful in the future, or maybe not, who knows?

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  After Lanling King had been "ill" for seven or eight days, someone couldn't sit still anymore.

  On this day, the King of Henan took a concubine and invited all the princes and nobles. The Prince of Lanling did not want to go at first, but then a palace eunuch came to deliver a message, saying that His Majesty had not seen him for several days and today there was a banquet, so he might as well gather together. As the eunuch was about to leave, he also mentioned that he should bring Zhang Gui along with him.

  Helpless, Langling Wang had no choice but to dress up with Zhang Gui and boarded the carriage heading to the Henan King's mansion.

  In the carriage, Prince Langling frequently looked at Zhang Qi.

  Every time he glanced at her, his lips curled up slightly, and after a few more glances, he couldn't help but chuckle: "Ah Qie is like this, it's actually quite interesting."

  Today's Zhang Yi is very different from before.

  Nor did she know when she had prepared it, but the clothes on her body were all black, just like Langling Wang.

  Black silk dress with golden patterns, black silk skirt trailing on the ground, and a deep purple cloak with golden trim draped over her shoulders!

  Black, really black!

  He had never seen a woman dare to dress like this before.

  Qian Qian Zhang Gui wore it, and not only did she wear it, but she also wore it with great charm.

  Her skin is as white and delicate as jade, her eyebrows and eyes are like a painting, the ultimate white paired with the ultimate black, yet there is a kind of pure and beautiful, dignified and elegant demeanor.

  Her raven hair had no pearl pins, nor was there a jade pendant at her waist. Yet it was precisely this simplicity and purity that gave off an elegance and chilliness that even the most resplendent attire could not match! Just like the Mandrake flower blooming in darkness.

  Zhang Qi knelt on one side, holding a wine ladle, quietly pouring the wine. In the swaying carriage, her movements were steady and composed. When half of the wine had been poured, Lanling Wang thought she would bring the wine to his lips, but was surprised to see Zhang Qi raise her head and drink the wine in one gulp.

  The clear liquor flowed slowly down her white chin, and the Adam's apple of Langling Wang moved slightly without realizing it.

  He wasn't like before. He stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

  Zhang Qi, dressed in a black cheongsam, had an indescribable elegance and unapproachability that made it impossible for him to make any disrespectful moves towards her.

  At this moment, the carriage swayed and a voice called out: "Your Highness, we've arrived!"

  It's finally here!

  Langling Wang got off the horse carriage and found that the surroundings were brightly lit, with people swarming around. Perhaps it was because his infatuation with Zhang Yi had spread during this period. Almost as soon as he appeared, the people around him turned their heads to look over without exception.

  He had just appeared when another carriage stopped beside him, and a joyful yet melancholic female voice called out. "Chang Gong!"

  It's Zheng Yu's voice.

  Zheng Yu lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at him, after careful dressing, wearing a double phoenix hairpin, a waistband with inlaid gold flying dragon jade, and red jade blood agate earrings bestowed by the empress dowager, stuck to her forehead. The magnificent Zheng Yu gazed at Langling Wang with infatuated eyes. Seeing him look over, she smiled, but her smile was somewhat pale, as if she had endured countless hardships for his sake recently.

  The King of Lanling looked at her with warm eyes, seeing that she was gazing into his own. The water light was faintly visible, as if it contained endless longing. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he turned his head to avoid her gaze.

  He looked up at his own carriage, a black-clad figure, the majestic and dignified Prince of Lanling, stretched out his hand towards the carriage.

  A slender jade-like hand stretched out and grasped his.

  In the midst of everyone's wide eyes, a beauty in black dress and cloak was helped down from the carriage by Prince Lanling.

  Just then, a spring breeze blew by. Zhang Gui's sleeves were extremely wide, and when the wind blew, those wide sleeves fluttered open, and her long black skirt was also blown open, revealing her waist-length raven hair that was blown onto her snowy neck, making her look like a butterfly dancing in the moonlight, both extremely beautiful and extremely melancholic.

  A low voice came over, "Is this Zhang Ji? How come she looks so elegant and noble?"

  In the midst of buzzing discussions, Zheng Yu heard a noblewoman say with a low laugh: "You don't know this, but Zhang Ji is the daughter of the Wu County Zhang family, which has been passed down for thousands of years. That nobility is emitted from her bones... Some people may have gained power, but they are just nouveau riche; even if they were covered in pearls and jade, it would only make them look ridiculous!"

  The noble lady said with a sneer, looking at Zheng Yu. It wasn't just her, dozens of eyes from all directions were watching Zheng Yu with sympathetic ridicule.

  Zheng Yu's face turned bright red!

  Under her skirt, her hands were clenched so tightly that they turned white, but in the boundless anger, she still smiled faintly, as if the ridicule and mockery around her had nothing to do with her.

  At this time, Prince Langling had already led Zhang Gui far away.

  Two people wearing the same black cheongsam, walking side by side, looking like a pair of heavenly matched lovers. Just standing there, without saying a word, can make all those who have ulterior motives towards them feel ashamed!

  The laughter around Zheng Yu grew louder.

  A noble lady even smiled and advised her: "Ah Yu, I think you should let go. With Zhang Ji there, can King Lanling see you? They are a loving couple, what kind of situation would you be in if you intervene?"

  Is she in between?

  Zheng Yu was so angry that she started trembling. Her lips moved, but she still didn't retort. Instead, several other noblewomen chimed in unison: "Exactly, and she's even dressed herself up like a jewelry stand!" "Hehe, she thinks she can use the Empress Dowager to intimidate others." "Unfortunately, some people who have nothing on them look more dignified than others!"

  ……

  In the midst of chaotic and mocking voices, Zheng Yu could no longer maintain a smile on her face. She hastily quickened her pace, supported by two maids, and hurriedly walked towards the grand hall.

  Watching her back, another burst of laughter came.

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  Zhang Gui and the Prince of Lanling arrived at the gate of the grand hall. As soon as they got here, Zhang Gui took out a golden hairpin from his bosom. The tip of this pin was angular, extremely sharp, and emitted a golden light under the lamp.

  They arrived a bit late, the hall was crowded with people, and more than half of the dignitaries had already arrived.

  As soon as the two of them stepped into the hall, it fell silent all around.

  Facing the pair of wide eyes, Lang Ling Wang grasped Zhang Qi's hand tightly and whispered with a smile: "I finally know why you wanted to dress up like this!"

  No, he doesn't know!

  Zhang Qi smiled and suddenly said: "Once we're in the hall, no matter what unusual movements I make, you mustn't intervene!"

  What does this mean?

  The King of Lanling looked at her in surprise. But Zhang Gui obviously had no intention of explaining. In the bright light, she, dressed in black and white, looked particularly clear and cold!

  The King of Lanling quietly stared at her for two seconds, nodded and said: "Alright." She had always been someone who knew what she was doing, so he let it be.

  Besides, this is Zhang Gui's first banquet after arriving in the land of Qi and entering Ye City. After this banquet, her appearance and everything about her will spread out at the fastest speed!

  Two people whispered between them, and a burst of laughter came over.

  Laughing brightly, the one who came out among the crowd was not today's host, King Hejian, but rather the beautifully pale and delicate King Guangping.

  Guangping King swaggered to the front of Langling King, blocking his way. He looked up and down at Zhang Qi, then turned to Langling King with a smile: "After all, Xiaoyou has face, he invited him once, and Chang Gong came. As for me, I've invited him twice, but Chang Gong only cares about having fun with the beauty."

  Laughing to this point, he didn't wait for Lang Ling Wang's response, but instead turned his head towards Zhang Qi, baring his snow-white teeth, and suddenly laughed: "Little beauty, actually I am also very handsome, and even more gentle. Why don't you follow me?"

  Zhang Qi smiled faintly and shook her sleeve, carelessly pulling out the golden hairpin hidden in her sleeve.

  Seeing her being so nonchalant, Guangping King was a bit unhappy and was about to speak again. But then he saw Zhang Gui playing with the golden hairpin in his hand, suddenly, she took the golden hairpin in her right hand and stabbed it heavily into her own wrist!

  The hairpin was as sharp as a sword, and this one insertion almost pierced through half of the back of her hand. Amidst the chaotic noise all around, Zhang Qi also did not pull out the golden hairpin, she seemed to be enjoying this pain, under everyone's gaze, she carelessly lifted her hand, and gently kissed the wound.

  Fresh blood spurted out from beside the golden hairpin, but was swallowed into her abdomen one by one. Snow-white skin, cherry-red lips, golden hairpin tips, and dazzling blood light intertwined together.

  Zhang Qi's eyes glazed over as she swallowed the fresh blood from her wound, seemingly only just hearing Guangping King's question. She raised her head and asked dazedly: "What did you say?" A strand of fresh blood flowed down from the corner of her lips, Zhang Qi seemed completely unaware, blinking her eyes, softly saying: "Ah, you want me to follow you? No, I won't follow! Except for Chang Gong, I won't follow anyone! If Chang Gong dies, I'll kill myself to accompany him."

  She smiled innocently, "Actually, being dead a little isn't scary at all. I've tried it..."

  She blinked her eyes and looked at Guangping Wang very seriously, as if trying hard to make him believe.

  The King of Guangping believed it, and he was not the only one - all the men present did!

  At the gate of the grand hall, Your Majesty, who came with a dignified demeanor, as well as Zheng Yu and others, who followed closely behind you, also believed!

  The woman who was pierced by a golden hairpin through half of her palm and yet seemed to be unaffected, swallowing her own blood as if it were a delicious drink - where is the ordinary young girl?

  At this time, Guangping King suddenly felt that the beauty in front of him was not only stunning but also had a sinister heart. He took a step back, clenched his fists and forced a smile: "It seems I was wrong."

  He took a glance at the golden hairpin that was still swaying back and forth as she moved, inserted in her beautiful hair, and then hastily retreated after uttering a few words.

  The King of Lanling led Zhang Yi's hand and continued walking forward. The crowd heard him say, "Bandage the wound."

  "I won't!" Zhang Qi's soft and brittle voice was accompanied by her languid tone, "I like it this way...it hurts..."

  Well said!

  The King of Lanling stared at her, wanting to smile, but found that his chest felt like it was being blocked by something, full and sour and warm, making his eyes very sour, unable to laugh!

  His Ah Qi, she was as delicate as a flower, and with just one stretch of his hand, he could take her life. In this way, he declared that she was inviolable! Declaring that her heart belonged to him alone!

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