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Murong Xiao knew in his heart that Magistrate Su had asked the eldest prince to come to Yunzhou in advance just to protect Su Nuanyu. He couldn't say anything in front of everyone, so he discussed with Chu Zhao and asked her to let Su Nuanyu go.

Chu Zhao disagreed, saying that Su Nuanyu's crime of murdering his mistress was unforgivable and he could not let her out no matter what.

Magistrate Su looked very ugly when he heard this.

Wu Yunji saw Chu Zhao's tough attitude, so he pleaded for Magistrate Su, saying that Magistrate Su had contributed a lot this time, and hoped that Murong Xiao would take his face into consideration and release Concubine Su so that she could also attend the banquet.

Murong Xiao couldn't refute his face, so he ordered Beiyuan to go to the dungeon to release Concubine Su.

"No, I don't agree." Chu Zhao stood up, stopped Beiyuan, and said sternly, "Concubine Su raises dead soldiers and harms my life. If I don't say anything, no one has the right to release her."

These words were so arrogant that the staff all shook their heads and sighed.

Wu Yunji looked sarcastic and laughed at Murong Xiao: "I heard that there is a word in your country called Chicken Sichen. I never understood the meaning. Today I finally understand what it means."

Murong Xiao was laughed at in public, his expression suddenly changed, and he said angrily to Chu Zhao: "How can you behave like this in front of distinguished guests? Why don't you sit down for me!"

Although Chu Zhao was angry, he did not dare to fall out with him in public and sat back angrily.

Qi Fengshan stood up with a glass of wine to smooth things over: "The princess has a straightforward temperament, please don't pay attention to the distinguished guests. It's rare to have a happy gathering today, so you should drink to your heart's content and don't come home until you are drunk."

So everyone raised their glasses and drank together, continuing to enjoy the singing and dancing.

Chu Zhao was angry and sat next to Murong Xiao with a cold face, neither eating nor drinking nor talking.

Murong Xiao was too lazy to pay attention to her and just exchanged glasses with everyone and talked loudly.

Magistrate Su looked at Chu Zhao from time to time, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, Beiyuan brought Su Nuanyu to the banquet hall.

Su Nuanyu had already washed up and changed into new clothes. She put a little makeup on her face and dressed up beautifully.

After entering the banquet hall, she knelt down to salute Murong Xiao. Her eyes were full of tears, and she felt endless grievances.

Murong Xiao looked distressed and raised his hand and said: "My beloved, please get back on your feet. I have wronged you these past few days. Go and pay tribute to your father."

Su Nuanyu thanked her, stood up and turned to look at where Magistrate Su and Wu Yunji were sitting.

Seeing these two people, she was slightly startled and stopped in her tracks.

"Yu'er, I've wronged you. Come and show me to my father." Magistrate Su said, standing up to greet her.

Su Nuanyu's expression returned to normal, she hurriedly stepped forward, called "Father", and held Magistrate Su's hand, tears streaming down her face, and she was choked with sobs.

Magistrate Su patted her shoulder distressedly and said warmly: "Good boy, don't cry. The prince has promised to exempt you from the punishment. If anyone still wants to make things difficult for you, the prince will make the decision for you."

"Hey!" Chu Zhao sneered from the side, "It's different to have a capable father. It's a pity that my father is a merchant. Even if his daughter was beaten to death, he wouldn't dare to come and ask a question."

"Can you say a few words less?" Murong Xiao glared at her, "Are you willing to give up until I drive you out?"

Chu Zhao closed his mouth unconvinced.

"Concubine Su, come and sit next to me." Murong Xiao waved to Su Nuanyu.

Su Nuanyu was surprised and looked at Magistrate Su with tears in her eyes.

"Go, the prince feels sorry for you, and you must serve him well." Magistrate Su said.

Su Nuanyu nodded, wiped away her tears, walked to Murong Xiao's right side, bowed provocatively to Chu Zhao on her left, sat down and held Murong Xiao's arm delicately.

Chu Zhao curled his lips and rolled his eyes.

Murong Xiao personally took a piece of snack and fed it to Su Nuanyu's mouth: "Eat it, you have lost a lot of weight in the past few days."

Su Nuanyu was surprised and happy, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she ate the snack with his hand.

"Is it delicious?" Murong Xiao asked.

Su Nuanyu glanced at Chu Zhao and said sweetly: "It's delicious. Can you feed me another piece, Your Majesty?"

"What's so difficult about this?" Murong Xiao immediately took another piece and fed it to her.

Chu Zhao's eyes rolled to the sky.

Qi Fengshan took the opportunity to persuade the eldest prince to drink wine and ordered the singing and dancing to continue.

The atmosphere finally eased down again.

Wu Yunji watched the singing and dancing for a while, then yawned without interest: "The singing and dancing of you Han people are too feminine, and they all look the same when you dance around, so it's not interesting."

He said this without giving any face, and everyone couldn't help but talk a little.

Qi Fengshan said: "I wonder what the eldest prince wants to see?"

"It's not interesting. It's not interesting. It's not interesting." Wu Yunji said.

Su Nuanyu suddenly said: "I have learned a little bit about dancing. If the eldest prince doesn't mind, how about I dance for you to cheer you up?"

"You?" Wu Yunji frowned and glanced at her, waving his hands and saying, "You can't do it, but your princess can barely do it."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

Su Nuanyu pretended to be surprised, "Your Highness, be careful, the princess is the mistress of my palace, how can she be treated the same as the dancer?"

"Why not? Aren't beautiful women just for entertainment?" Wu Yunji looked at Murong Xiao who looked unhappy, "The prince asked the princess to dance a song to entertain the banquet, and I will give you a thousand war horses. How about it?" ?”

Murong Xiao was still angry at first, but when he heard a thousand war horses, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Is the eldest prince true to his word?"

"Nature counts."

"I don't agree." Chu Zhao stood up excitedly, "I am the princess, not Wu Xi. Does the prince want me to sell my dignity for a thousand horses?"

"What's dignity? Doesn't sister know that the prince is in urgent need of war horses right now?"

"Shut up," Chu Zhao said angrily, "Dance if you want. I won't dance for the foreign barbarians even if I kill you."

"Chu Zhao." Murong Xiao stopped her sternly, "It's just a dance, it has nothing to do with dignity."

"What did you say?" Chu Zhao stared at him with wide eyes and looked at him in disbelief, "Your Majesty, are you really going to trade my dignity for a few horses?"

"It's not a few horses, but a thousand horses." Wu Yunji said.

Chu Zhao turned his head suddenly and glanced at him like a knife: "If you say one more word, do you believe I will kill you?"

"Chu Zhao, please stop being rude!" Murong Xiao also stood up and stood side by side with her, "Don't forget, your girl is still in my hands."

"you!"

Chu Zhao's eyes turned red with anger. After a stalemate with him for several breaths, he was finally defeated.

"I grew up in a Taoist temple. I have never learned dancing, but I have learned some sword dancing. Would the eldest prince want to watch it?"

"Okay, sword dancing is better. I like heroic women." Wu Yunji said.

Chu Zhao sneered: "Aren't you afraid that I will chop off your head in anger?"

The eight personal guards behind Wu Yunji all took a step forward while holding the handles of their knives.

Wu Yunji raised his eyebrows at Chu Zhao proudly: "Is the princess confident that she can beat my eight personal guards?"

"..." Chu Zhao let out a depressed breath and called out to Beiyuan, "Beiyuan, go get my Zhaoxi sword."

Beiyuan glanced at Murong Xiao, who nodded slightly before he accepted the order and left.

Su Nuanyu asked Chu Zhao curiously: "Sister actually has her own sword, why haven't I heard of it?"

Chu Zhao was not angry with her, and his face was as cold as ice: "You haven't heard that there are too many things going on. If you call me sister again, I will cut your tongue first!"

"Your Highness." Su Nuanyu pretended to be scared and snuggled into Murong Xiao's arms.

Murong Xiao scolded Chu Zhao in a deep voice: "Do you still want to let that girl get better?"

Chu Zhao gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger and closed his mouth.

Beiyuan quickly came back with the Zhaoxi Sword, walked up to Chu Zhao, and held it to her with both hands.

Chu Zhao took the sword and walked straight in front of Wu Yunji. He pulled out the sword with a "cang clang" sound and cold light poured out like water.

Wu Yunji was shocked, and eight personal guards immediately drew their swords and stepped forward to protect him.

Magistrate Su next to him was also startled.

Chu Zhao laughed: "Why are you so nervous? I just want to ask the eldest prince to appreciate my sword."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Yunji stood up and took the sword, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, saying repeatedly: "Good sword, good sword."

Magistrate Su felt the cold air on the sword's blade and nodded: "It is indeed a good sword. I believe it will be particularly pleasing to the princess when she dances with it."

"Then please let the eldest prince and Magistrate Su appreciate it!" Chu Zhao said, and suddenly when no one expected it, he raised the scabbard in his hand and stabbed Wu Yunji.

There was only a soft "clang" sound, and a sharp knife suddenly popped out from the top of the scabbard. Wu Yunji had no chance to react, and the sharp knife had stabbed his throat accurately.

The sudden change scared everyone present. With Su Nuanyu's scream, Murong Xiao flew towards Chu Zhao and shouted at the same time: "Beiyuan, move!"

However, before he could get close to Chu Zhao, Magistrate Su, who was closer to Chu Zhao, reached out across the table to grab Chu Zhao.

Chu Zhao pulled out the sharp knife and quickly retreated. Su Zhifu jumped up and flew directly over the table, swooping over and grabbing her in his hand like an eagle preying on prey.

"Don't move. If anyone dares to move, I will crush their throat."

Murong Xiao had already rushed forward, stopped abruptly, and looked at Magistrate Su in disbelief.

When did Su Zhifu, a civil servant, learn kung fu?

At this time, Su Nuanyu finally came to her senses, rushed in front of Wu Yunji, who was still staring at death, and cried "Dad".

Dad?

This shout of "father" stunned everyone present. Murong Xiao's head buzzed, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

It was not Wu Yunji who was killed by Chu Zhao, but Su Zhifu who pretended to be Wu Yunji.

So, the one who caught Chu Zhao now was naturally Wu Yunji disguised as Magistrate Su.