The almighty crazy concubine is tough on the audience, and the prince passes the knife behind him

It seemed that Lady Yin was there specifically to take them into the palace.

"Let's go!"

Several people walked towards the palace gate.

As soon as Yin Niang saw them, she said, "People from Jinping, Yu, Beixin, and Chiyun have already entered. I'm just waiting for you two."

"Master Yu Cheng, there are still three quarters of an hour before we leave the palace banquet. We are not too late." Pei Zhiran said.

Yin Niang had a stern look on her face, knowing that Li Beimo was someone not easy to mess with, so she didn't say anything more.

She said a few words to the guards guarding the palace gate, then led them into the palace, walking on the white marble floor towards the place where the banquet was held.

They were silent all the way and walked slowly and slowly.

Yin Niang felt a little anxious, but she didn't dare to speak and urge them.

After walking for three-quarters of an hour, they arrived at a large and magnificent palace just in time for the banquet.

A few people looked up and saw that there was a five-story red door. On the lintel, a large plaque with the three characters "Star Reaching Hall" hung high.

At this time, the Star Reaching Hall was already full of people, and Emperor Daxing had also arrived with a group of concubines.

Yin Niang had no choice but to explain the identities of Li Beimo and Pei Zhiran to a ceremonial supervisor standing outside the hall.

The Supervisor of Ceremonies glanced at them and sang in a high-pitched voice: "The Crown Prince of Bai Feng Kingdom has arrived! Feng Jin, King Jing'an of Kingdom has arrived!"

They entered the hall, and everyone in the hall looked towards the door. Seeing the outstanding grace of these four people, they couldn't help but be attracted.

Li Beimo, in particular, was surprised by his overly handsome facial features.

Cheng Qingqing glanced at the Star-Zhaing Hall. It was bigger than expected, and all the ministers and guests were sitting here.

There are several large pillars on both sides of the hall. Each pillar is coiled with a strong five-clawed golden dragon. Each dragon holds a huge luminous pearl in its mouth, illuminating the hall very brightly.

Emperor Daxing was sitting on the high platform of the main hall, with the queen and the imperial concubine sitting beside him on the left and right, and a group of concubines sitting behind them.

Cheng Qingqing raised her eyes and saw that Emperor Daxing was tall and fat, with a square face and shrewd eyes.

According to the information she obtained, Emperor Daxing was 42 years old, only three years older than Emperor Jiahe.

But judging from the appearance and body shape, this Emperor Daxing looked very old, and he seemed to be 20 years younger than Emperor Hejia.

Li Beimo held her hand tightly without looking away. Pei Zhiran also held hands with his princess, Cheng Wanyu.

The four of them walked side by side to the high platform and bowed with their hands in hand.

"Prince of Baifeng Kingdom, Pei Zhiran paid homage to His Majesty Daxing!"

"King Jing'an of Fengjin Kingdom, Li Beimo has met Emperor Daxing!"

Cheng Qingqing and Ji Yunqiong bent their knees slightly.

Hearing this, more eyes fell on Li Beimo, and they were surprised. The famous War King of Fengjin Kingdom was really a young man with outstanding appearance and handsome character!

"Haha!" Emperor Daxing laughed heartily. "The prince of Baifeng and King Jing'an of Fengjin are worthy of being a world-famous handsome man. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true! This kind of appearance is rare in the world. ah!"

"Your Majesty, you have given me the award, I am so ashamed!" Pei Zhiran said politely.

Li Beimo maintained his saluting posture and said nothing.

"Hey! The prince is being humble." Emperor Daxing said politely: "Prince, Prince Jing'an, please take your seats quickly! You guys are a step late, so you should punish yourself with a drink!"

"Of course." Pei Zhiran was still speaking alone.

The four people stood up, and a courtesy officer came over and took them to the prescribed positions to sit down.

Cheng Qingqing suddenly felt a gaze staring directly at her. When she raised her eyes, she met Emperor Daxing's surprised gaze.

Li Beimo also felt it, his face darkened, and he blocked his gaze with his body.

Cheng Qingqing was thoughtful, feeling that Emperor Daxing looked at her strangely.

Six Kingdoms Proton's six tables were arranged at the front, where only guests could sit.

Pei Zhiran picked up the wine glass and saw Li Beimo sitting there motionless, so he had to say: "We are a little late. I hope your majesty will forgive you."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank the wine from the cup.

"I am injured and cannot drink. I hope His Majesty Daxing will forgive me." Li Beimo said calmly.

Emperor Daxing's downcast face softened. He thought he was refusing, so he pretended to be concerned and asked: "Prince Jing'an, could it be that the old wound has not healed?"

"On the way to Zhongyun City, I was injured by some young people's hidden arrows, and I was delayed for a few days on the way. I hope your Majesty will forgive me." Li Beimo said slowly.

His words not only explained the reason for coming a few days late, but also made it clear that he would not drink today and wanted to see the reactions of the people in the hall.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, someone in the hall immediately started whispering to each other.

"I see." Emperor Daxing stared at him with deep inquiry in his eyes.

"Who is so bold and dares to assassinate a noble king? Why don't you report it to the official?"

"Haha!" A soft laugh sounded from their left, "Prince Jing'an, aren't you known as the best god of war in the world? How could you be defeated at the hands of a young man? It seems that your reputation is just overstated!"

Li Beimo and Cheng Qingqing turned their heads to look, their eyes suddenly turned cold.

Because this person was the person who was riding in the carriage with Princess Jinghua yesterday.

Li Beimo also knew him. He was a proton from the Jade Kingdom and the son of the regent of the Jade Kingdom, Han Wenyi, who was 19 years old this year.

Hearing this, except for Pei Zhiran, all the protons from the other four countries looked at him suspiciously, especially Beixin's proton, whose face was full of disdain and ridicule.

Li Beimo said coldly: "I am indeed not a god."

"Hmph, hypocrisy!"

Han Wenyi hated people who were prettier than him. Before Li Beimo came, everyone's eyes were on him. When this man came, he took away all the light that belonged to him.

What's even more annoying is that even Princess Jinghua, who loves him the most, keeps staring at this man.

This Li Beimo must have done it on purpose. He already had a princess, and he wanted to steal Princess Jinghua from him!

"Prince Han's words are wrong!" Pei Zhiran suddenly said: "It all shows that guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to guard against. Fortunately, King Jing'an's martial arts skills allowed him to escape this disaster."

"Did I say it wrong?"

Han Wenyi didn't want to miss the opportunity to humiliate Li Beimo. Princess Jinghua could only belong to him. "You don't have such ability, but you wear the hat of God of War. It's really hypocritical and ridiculous..."

"Wow..." A cup of tea was poured on his face, and the warm tea flowed down his cheeks. The tea leaves were stained on his face and clothes, which looked very funny.

Han Wenyi stood up suddenly, wiped the tea leaves from his face with his hand, and asked angrily: "Who dares to sneak attack on my prince?"

"Hahahaha..." A low sneer sounded in the hall.

These people are all people from the Daxing Kingdom. What they like to see most is seeing people from these small countries tearing each other apart like clowns, rejecting each other and fighting openly and secretly.