It's late at night.

  Several guards rushed into the room, bowed to Langling Wang and said breathlessly: "Your Highness, Su Wei has been locked up by Yuwen Hu. He says he wants to cancel the engagement, Yuwen Hu is furious, if it weren't for the new Princess Xing who begged for mercy, I'm afraid they would have killed him."

  Under the dim candlelight, Langling Wang's handsome face was half bright and half dark. He asked in a low voice, "Where is the person Su Wei brought?"

  The guard shook his head and said: "We interrogated several people, they all said they didn't know. It seems that it hasn't fallen into Yuwen Hu's hands."

  The King of Lanling picked up a golden hairpin and slowly pulled out the wick. If Zhang Yi were here, she would surely recognize that this hairpin was the one she used to insert into the tiger's mouth to show off her own venomousness to everyone.

  With his touch, the candlelight suddenly became much brighter.

  Lowering his eyelids, Langling Wang said in a low voice: "Alright, you must be tired from the journey. Go and rest."

  Several guards lifted their heads, just as a gust of wind came blowing in, knocking open the door and suddenly extinguishing the candlelight. At the same time, it also blew up the long hair scattered on the forehead of King Lanling, blocking his eyes.

  Although he was motionless, the candlelight was bright, yet several people felt a sense of eternal loneliness. It seemed as if this person in front of them had always been so lonely, without companions or relatives...

  But still alive!

  This situation, how can they leave?

  As the guards lowered their heads, the low voice of Langling Wang came over, "Go and rest, I'll be alone for a while."

  He has been quieting down a lot lately. Isn't he quiet enough?

  The guards shifted their lips, finally responding with a single word "yes", and slowly retreated. As they closed the door, a low sigh echoed through the darkness, making one's heart ache.

  While Langling Wang was busy inquiring about Zhang Gui's whereabouts, the Qi State envoy team entered the city with a grand procession.

  When he learned of the arrival of the Qi envoy, Zhang Hui was playing the guqin for Yuwen Yang.

  As the spring breeze blew gently, Yuwen Yong lay on the couch, his eyes half open and half closed. He listened quietly to the distant and leisurely sound of the guqin.

  Zhang Yi's zither. Less of the craftsman's intention, more of the vicissitudes and drifting. Clearly ethereal, yet drifting like this, like the peach blossoms in March. Very beautiful, but giving people a kind of helpless desolation.

  Yuwen Yong liked to listen to this kind of sound, it seemed to remind him at all times. As if warning him, making him pay attention to his words and deeds, being more cautious than ever.

  Yuwen Yong opened his eyes after listening for a while.

  He lay on the kang, looking up at Zhang Qi who was five steps away.

  Zhang Qian's hair was like a waterfall, hanging down to the edge of her dress. As she played the zither with such concentration, there was no sign of seductiveness on this woman's face, only a kind of girlish purity.

  It had only been a few days since they met. He had already developed a kind of illusion, as if he and the woman in front of him were actually people of the same kind.

  Just then, she swept her hands across the strings and the music gradually came to a stop. At the same time, footsteps approached.

  Suddenly, a minister walked up to Yuwen Yong's side and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the Qi envoy has entered the city."

  "Alright, go ahead."

  "Your Majesty, the Grand Preceptor said that tomorrow evening, we will hold a banquet to welcome the envoy from Qi and wash away his travel fatigue." After a pause, the minister continued, "Yuwen Cheng also said that after many years, he finally gets to see the Prince of Lanling, so we must treat him with utmost hospitality."

  These words were forced out of him by Yuwen Cheng when they met on the road. The strange expression on Yuwen Cheng's face at that time is still vivid in his mind.

  After saying this, the minister raised his head and glanced at Zhang Gui, who was sitting quietly on one side with both hands pressing down on the strings of her zither. But as soon as he looked, he was dazzled by this woman who shone like the most beautiful spring flower, and fearing that he would lose his composure, he hastily lowered his head again.

  King of Lanling?

  Yuwen Yong smiled and said, "Let the Grand Chancellor make arrangements." He knew what Yuwen Cheng meant, so he continued, "Tomorrow night, I will attend the banquet with my beloved empress. You may withdraw."

  "Yes."

  The minister withdrew and the four directions fell silent.

  Zhang Yi put down her zither, took a step forward and walked to Yuwen Yong's front. She curtsied to him and said softly: "Your Majesty, today is a fine spring day, please allow me to go out for a stroll."

  At this time, why make such a request?

  Yuwen Yong stared at her steadily, "Where are you going?"

  Zhang Qi raised her head.

  Under the spring light, her eyes were like autumn waves, rippling with some ripples. "I want to meet King Langya." The woman in front of him didn't know what she was thinking either. She had always been very frank in front of him, treating him as an ordinary friend. Sometimes Yuwen Yong wondered if she really understood herself, so she could be so open and not at all like other women, who were either pretentious or nervous, or flattering and fawning?

  "Oh?"

  Yuwen Yong sat up straight and asked: "Why?"

  Zhang Qi lowered her eyes, and with her movements, those long eyelashes, under the floating sunlight, fluttered with fragile shadows like butterflies. "When I was in the state of Qi, Gao Zhang was indulgent and favored me, he came this time also for me... He is my legitimate husband, I cannot let him lose face in public."

  It turns out you're afraid of being embarrassed by your own height.

  For some reason, Yuwen Yong suddenly envied the beautiful Lanling King. The woman in front of him, who looked weak on the surface but had a heart as hard as iron and stone, was actually concerned about that Lanling King, which was really not easy to do.

  He didn't answer.

  Yuwen Yong was a man of great dignity and reserve, with an air of nobility that commanded respect. When he didn't speak, the atmosphere around him would become stagnant for a moment.

  Unconsciously, Zhang Qi lowered her head, and due to anxiety, her lips were trembling.

  Looking straight at her, Yuwen Yong suddenly burst out laughing and said: "Alright then, you can leave the palace."

  Zhang Gui let out a sigh of relief and bowed to him, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

  Zhang Qi had just turned around when Yuwen Yong suddenly called out: "Ai Fei."

  Zhang Qi turned around.

  Yuwen Yong didn't even turn his head and said lightly: "Don't lose your dignity."

  Zhang Qi lowered her eyes, nodded and said: "I don't dare!"

  Having said that, she slowly backed down.

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  After settling down at the embassy, Zheng Yu pulled a small envoy and asked: "Where is the Duke?"

  "The princess returned, and the duke had never stayed at the embassy."

  Zheng Yu's face was cold, "Take me to see him."

  "Yes."

  Zheng You This is the first time to arrive in Chang'an. Measuring this tall and majestic city, Zheng You pouted and said: "It's much worse than Ye City, not even as good as Jin Yang."

  If we talk about grandeur, Chang'an is somewhat inferior to the other two cities, but Chang'an's terrain is extremely dangerous. The city walls are towering. All the buildings in the city have a majestic atmosphere, which is something that Ye City and Jinyang cannot match.

  This made me think to myself: These are indeed the words of a woman.

  He didn't say anything and got on the horse carriage.

  Zheng You didn't notice his change in expression either. After getting on the carriage by himself, he looked around again.

  She was a woman, and the focus of attention naturally fell on the noble ladies of Chang'an. She scrutinized them from their attire to their maidservants, examining every detail.

  At the same time, people from Chang'an were also very curious about this noblewoman from Qi State, and from time to time, someone would point at her and talk and laugh.

  Just as Zheng Yu was getting a bit annoyed, she heard a young man pointing at her and saying, "Good heavens, this noblewoman from Qi is quite the beauty."

  No woman doesn't like to hear praise, let alone. Zheng Yu has been through a lot on this road, if it wasn't for her originally good physique, she would have fallen ill long ago. Now, when she is at her most unconfident, hearing the young man's words makes her heart bloom with joy.

  Next to that young man, there were several other young men. Upon hearing their companion's remark, those young men all turned to look at Zheng Yu.

  They just took a glance and then turned their heads away indifferently.

  Just then, there was a commotion in front of them.

  Zheng Yu saw that those boys cheered at the same time and surged forward with the crowd.

  What happened?

  Zheng Yu was extremely curious, and she hastily ordered the coachman to speed up the carriage. However, when she arrived, all she saw was a luxurious carriage and over ten palace maids hurrying away with their mistress.

  Zheng You was still in a state of curiosity when she heard the young man who had just praised her beauty sigh and say, "The beauty of Li Fei is indeed unmatched! Compared to her, other beauties are truly nothing but dirt."

  Another young man said, "Beauty is secondary. I heard that Your Majesty loves her dearly and even the Grand Preceptor respects her greatly. I wonder if after your coronation, you will make her queen?"

  "Perhaps, Your Majesty's harem is empty, and who knows, maybe he will really make Li Fei the empress."

  Upon hearing this, Zheng Yu raised her head and watched as the majestic procession disappeared into the distance. She thought to herself: So it's the emperor of Zhou's favorite concubine, who will become the empress in the future. I wonder where she's from and what kind of beauty she is?

  She was a guest and heard the surrounding waves of praise, in her heart, she couldn't help but feel curious and slightly envious of this Li Niangniang.

  As she was lost in thought, her eyes shifted and caught sight of a familiar figure clad in dark robes. At that moment, the crowd surged like a sea, but that tall and proud figure stood out too much, like a crane standing among chickens, and naturally became the focus of the crowd's attention.

  Seeing him, Zheng Yu hastily called out to Ju Fu: "Quickly, come forward!"

  "Yes."

  At this time, the servant also saw Langling Wang, and immediately urged the horse cart to follow behind Zheng Yu.

  In this crowd of people, the horse carriage was extremely inconvenient to walk, and after chasing for a while, not only did they not get closer, but they got farther and farther away.

  Zheng You urged him on, and the charioteer, also in a hurry, was sweating profusely. Finally, after a chaotic rush, he saw Langlang King being intercepted by a white-faced beardless man.

  "Husband!"

  Zheng Yu raised her voice and shouted this sentence. The King of Lanling, who was standing only ten steps away from her, didn't move at all.

  Seeing people around looking at him, Zheng Yu bit his lip and called out: "Duke?"

  The person who is getting closer and closer still hasn't heard.

  Zheng Yu pressed her lips together and finally called out: "Gao Chang Gong."

  As soon as this title came out, Prince Langya finally turned his head around.

  As soon as he saw Zheng Yu, he slightly furrowed his brow, and his expression was tinged with impatience.

  Zheng You elegantly stepped down from the horse carriage, walked to the side of Prince Langling, and bowed slightly. With a hint of grievance, she said in a soft and weak voice: "Chang Gong, I've finally found you."

  The Prince of Lanling had not yet replied when the white-faced, beardless man spoke up in a shrill voice: "Prince of Lanling, please come in. My master is waiting for you."

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