roccoschili Chapter 371 The Persian Envoy is Very Happy
Chapter 371 The Persian Envoy is Very Happy
Yu Qingli wanted to see what kind of tricks Murong Feng would use this time. Would he form an alliance with the Persians? It was really a bit surprising!
After Murong Feng left, Mei Hong also found a reason to leave. Yu Qingli did not stop her because she found that Xiluo seemed to have something to say to her.
Sure enough, as soon as Murong Feng and Mei Hong left, Xiluo came over, but looked around. After confirming that there was no one else around, Xiluo quietly reported the shocking secret that he had discovered not long ago.
"Xiluo, did you see all this with your own eyes?"
Xiluo nodded slightly, then hesitated for a moment before saying, "Although I have never seen the Queen Mother, I know from their words that she must be imprisoned there!"
Yu Qingli's eyes darkened. This matter was of no trivial importance. If she had not asked Xiluo to go with her to see the secret of the Buddhist temple, she would not have heard such shocking news.
"Miss, since the current Queen Mother is the prince's mother, why would she take action against you?"
"Perhaps this is exactly why the Queen Mother wants to deal with me. No mother would want to see her child entangled with a married woman, right?"
"Even so, there's no need to kill him, right?"
"I'm afraid there are other hidden secrets involved. Xiluo, this matter must not be revealed to anyone, and you must not ask King Yan for confirmation. Do you understand?"
"My subordinates know."
Xiluo naturally knew that this matter was of great importance, otherwise she would not have come back so anxiously to report it. Yu Qingli had her own plans in mind. This matter was related to Murong Yanhui, and she could not act rashly. She had finally decided to open her heart and accept the love of this man. At this time, she really did not want any unexpected changes to happen.
After two lifetimes, her emotions had long been worn out in that cold palace. If it weren't for Murong Yanhui's constant entanglement, she would never have given him any chance.
But now, the situation seems to have changed. The appearance of a fake queen mother has made the whole situation unclear. Moreover, this queen mother seems to want to take action against Murong Shiling. The assassination in the enclosure is probably just a test.
Yu Qingli fell into deep thought. She needed to think calmly about what to do.
Two days passed quickly. The weather was clear and warm that day, although there was some wind. Early in the morning, all parts of the palace were busy. In order to welcome the Persian prince, the emperor specially ordered people to prepare a banquet.
In the court, Murong Shiling sat upright in the main hall, and the ministers stood on both sides in an orderly manner. They were all dressed in gorgeous clothes, and even their expressions revealed a hint of pride, probably because they did not want to be looked down upon by the foreign envoys.
"The Persian envoys came to see me..."
Following the eunuch's announcement, everyone's eyes vaguely looked outside the hall. Soon, several tall, blond-haired and blue-eyed men appeared in the hall.
The leading man was extremely handsome, with deep eyes like the dark blue sea, and boundless temptation rippling in his eyes. He had a sexy and sunny smile on his lips. This should be the Persian prince Alai.
Prince Alai stepped forward respectfully and saluted, then spoke in broken Canghe dialect, "Hello, Your Majesty. I am Alai, and I am delighted to meet you."
Even Murong Shiling was amused by the strange tone. He waved his hand and said, "Prince Alai has come all the way from Persia. You must have worked hard on this journey. I already know the reason for your visit, but time is short. Prince Alai can rest for a while and stay in Canghe first. We can discuss the marriage later!"
The Persian prince was easy to talk to. After the accompanying translator told him what Murong Shiling had said, he happily said, "I'm willing to follow your instructions!"
The performance of the Persian prince also made Cang and his ministers, who had been on high alert, relax. As expected, Persia was just a small barbarian country and was not to be feared. The prince was so cheerful and looked a little silly. He was not as good as the previous Prince of Dong Tang.
Murong Shileng also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If the Persian prince was such a person, then he would have nothing to worry about. The marriage should be easy to discuss. He just didn't know if Yuan'er would be willing to marry so far away?
Murong Shileng said some polite words to the Persian prince, who then presented the gifts he brought to the emperor. For a moment, the atmosphere among the guests was very joyful.
Murong Shiling quickly ordered the court to end and asked Crown Prince Murong Cheng, who was responsible for receiving the Persian prince, to take charge of the prince's next itinerary.
Murong Cheng had no right to object to this matter that had already been arranged, even though he actually did not want to take on this task.
The ministers all went back to wash and change clothes to prepare for the banquet. Prince Alai walked directly to Murong Cheng, smiled brightly and said, "Hello, Prince! I am Alai. I admire you very much..."
Murong Cheng frowned at Prince Alai's strange opening remarks. He decisively interrupted Prince Alai and said in fluent Persian, "I am grateful for your kindness, Your Highness. I don't think I have such great charm that could make Your Highness admire me!"
Prince Alai couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard this. He also spoke in Persian, "So this is what 'admiration' means. I thought it meant admiration. Your Highness is truly amazing. He's even so proficient in Persian."
In response to Prince Alai's praise, Murong Cheng nodded slightly and then expressed his gratitude, "Prince, you are too kind. As the crown prince, these are all lessons I must learn."
Prince Alai said with a bitter face, "You are really amazing. I am not as hardworking as you. Although my father asked me to learn a lot of things, I didn't learn most of them. I am far behind you!"
The two of them had a pleasant conversation along the way. After all, for Prince Ale, who has a cheerful personality, he can chat with almost anyone.
Because Prince Alai was going to stay in Canghe for some time, and in order to show his importance and respect for him, the emperor specially approved him to live in the palace and temporarily set up his home in Xiyue Palace next to the Prince's East Palace.
The very kind Persian prince was also very satisfied with this arrangement, and even expressed that he hoped to meet the princess who was about to marry him as soon as possible to cultivate feelings. After all, in their Persia, it was really unacceptable to let two complete strangers get married.
"Don't worry, Prince. Father has his own arrangements for this matter. Please be patient."
"That's right, that's right, Prince, you must go out and play with me."
"Not today. There's a welcoming banquet coming up soon. If you need to go out later, just let me know!" Although Murong Cheng didn't like socializing, there was nothing wrong with these basic etiquettes. "Then, Your Highness, please rest for a while. I'll have someone come to invite you to the venue later."
"Thank you! Thank you!" Prince Alai smiled and held Murong Cheng's hand, shaking it very hard, as if he wanted to put all his gratitude into the handshake.
Murong Cheng pulled his hand away speechlessly. He had never seen anyone with this kind of personality before, let alone a member of the royal family. He really didn't know whether the Persian king protected the prince too well, or whether the prince was just so crazy?
Thinking of the environment he was in, Murong Cheng couldn't help but sigh. It was really a different fate for the same person. As the crown prince, his naivety had been abandoned many years ago.
After Murong Cheng left, one of the middle-aged men who had been following Prince Alai spoke up, "Your Highness, I heard that Prince Ashura has also arrived in Canghe. I'm afraid..."
"Really? Uncle Wang is here too? Is he here to get advice on my marriage?" Before the man finished speaking, Alai asked with a happy smile, as if he was very happy about this matter.
The subordinate who had just spoken looked depressed. Is it really okay for His Majesty the King to pass the throne to such a prince?
Alai pulled the man and continued, "John, where is Uncle Ashura? Since he has also arrived in Canghe, why doesn't he come to the palace with us?"
"Your Highness, the Prince has come here in secret. I'm worried he might have ill intentions!"
Alai's expression changed when he heard this, and he said seriously, "Why are you saying such things again? Uncle Ashura is my father's best brother. He has been very kind to me since I was a child. How could he possibly do anything bad to me? You are just thinking too much."
"Your Highness..."
"Okay, you don't need to say anything. Since you already know the whereabouts of Uncle Wang, write me a letter quickly and ask Uncle Wang to come to the palace to reunite with me as soon as possible, so that he can help me see how this Princess Canghe is doing."
The two subordinates looked at each other, sighed inwardly, and then retreated respectfully. Since this was the order of His Royal Highness the Prince, they had no choice but to obey. They hoped that Prince Ashura could be more obedient and not do those despicable tricks like he did in Persia.
When he knew that Alai was the only one left in the huge palace, he stopped smiling and thoughtfully fumbled with the ruby diamond ring in his hand that represented power. His father's worries finally came true. He did not expect that the uncle who had always taken care of him would quietly follow him to Canghe at this time.
I just don't know when he's going to make his move this time. Alai smiled brightly. Since everyone thought he was a foolish prince, why not just be a fool for once? After all, there's a saying that fools have good fortune, right?
The banquet was held in Yanqing Hall. All the palace officials above the third rank were present and had already taken their seats. The empresses and concubines from all over the palace had also dressed gorgeously and arrived at the venue early.
When Murong Yan returned to the venue, she saw Yu Qingli sitting next to Murong Feng at a glance.
Today, Yu Qingli specially wore a bright red double-breasted peony pleated skirt. The bright color made Yu Qingli's pretty face even more charming, like a red sun in winter, or a proud phoenix among white birds.