After the villains heard my voice, they all lost their composure.

Southern Qi is a poor and small country. What kind of reception banquet can a poor and small country hold?

The food is average and satisfactory.

The drinks are average and so-so.

The singing and dancing are boring and cannot be watched.

courtier......

The courtiers were so flattering that even the emperor, who looked like he was about to die of illness, was so flattering that it really hurt his eyes in the eyes of the aloof Heavenly Holy Envoy.

"Ever since I learned that the third prince was coming, I have been looking forward to it day and night. I just hope that the third prince will come as soon as possible."

The emperor looked like he was in frail health and would die if he spoke more than a few words. However, it could be seen that he was mentally trying to entertain himself, "Third prince, are you still used to staying in the palace?"

"When I learned that the third prince was here, I gave my instructions early on. We must do our best to tidy up the items and put those valuable items over. We must not wrong the third prince."

"The food must also be good. The cooks are all summoned from other places, and they say they can also cook Tiansheng's dishes. Ahem..."

The emperor kept chattering, his face turned red and his neck was thick when he coughed, and all the spittle he spat out landed on the third prince of Tiansheng. He looked like he might cough to death at any time. He continued to express like this, with thousands of words converging into one sentence: I know you I'm very happy to come and bring out all the good things to entertain you.

Yan Mu'an, who originally expected to see famous scenes such as the full-scale verbal fights and turbulent undercurrents, was a little dumbfounded. First, the emperor suddenly turned into a consumption ghost with only one breath left, and then he became a groveling chatterbox. Let alone her in this scene. , even the Heavenly Saint envoys on the opposite side also covered their mouths and noses for fear of being infected.

She may have forgotten, or maybe she never cared, that the emperor always had such a flattering image in front of the Heavenly Sage. The courtiers were not surprised and followed his example. Every time the Heavenly Saint came, he would Start crying like crazy.

"I wish I could use all the good things to entertain you, but I have more than enough ambition but not enough power. God has not been kind to me in the past two years. Last year it snowed heavily and there was another snow disaster. The disasters in several places in the beginning of spring have left me stretched thin, cough cough cough. ....."

Yongchang stepped forward and put a sugar pill, no, an elixir, into the emperor's hand. "The emperor's thoughts have been felt by the third prince. Let's talk slowly. I hope the third prince can understand our difficulties."

The emperor took the 'elixir' and pretended to be panting. Yongchang handed over to the Tiansheng people and said, "I'm really sorry. His Majesty the Emperor has been ill recently and I didn't treat him well. I hope you all can bear with me."

Heavenly Saints:

[It’s been like this every time. Can the emperor of Southern Qi survive? He is so poor every year? 】

[The news from the spies is that the Emperor of Southern Qi is ill, but not that the illness is so serious? 】

[That’s it. The Emperor of Southern Qi has said so many things. Do I want to reply to what? Why doesn't Mr. Zhao come out and speak? 】

【Master Zhao? Mr. Zhao, what are you talking about?]

Yan Mu'an, who had been watching these people's barrages, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, what do you mean?" 】

The emperor and Yongchang, who had been paying close attention to her, pricked up their ears.

Yan Muan's eyes fell on the third prince of Tiansheng. From the beginning to the end, she never saw this prince who was dressed luxuriously and elegantly but felt uneasy speak. When he came, it was the courtier of Tiansheng who was talking the whole time. .

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince of Tiansheng."

She took the initiative to speak, "I see that Your Highness seems to be feeling unwell, but where is the discomfort?"

"Um..."

[Master Zhao, Master Zhao...]

Master Zhao seemed to have heard the call from the depths of his soul, and he bowed his hand to Yan Mu'an, "Thank you very much, Princess Yong'an, for your concern. Your Highness, the Third Prince, I occasionally felt cold. Although it is no longer serious, my throat is damaged. The imperial doctor diagnosed me that I need to rest for a few days." Only then can you recover.”

"I see."

Yan Mu'an smiled and said: "The Third Prince and all of you have come here after a long journey. They must be tired and need more rest."

Master Zhao handed over his hand again, and Yan Muan also picked up the tea in front of him, thinking: [This third prince is probably not a Xibei. 】

【So nervous. 】

She entered the system to check, and seeing that she was silent, the emperor and Yongchang's eyes fell on the third prince Tiansheng again. Their eyes glanced over, and the third prince became more nervous. The emperor spoke again, " I see that the third prince’s face is really not good, but do you want to take a rest?”

"okay."

[Master Zhao said, the less you say, the better. 】

Mr. Zhao got up and said he would accompany the third prince to rest. As soon as the two left, Yan Muan clicked her tongue in her heart, "Oh my god, the internal fighting in Tiansheng is so serious. The third prince was ambushed on the way here. The people who ambushed them were a group of rogues, but they fell into the trap of the Tiansheng Prince's Mansion. 】

[The third prince Tiansheng was seriously injured and poisoned. The key is that the group of people who came also included people from the prince Tiansheng, the second prince Tiansheng and the emperor Tiansheng. Several groups of people had quarreled all the way. Is it so complicated? 】

[The internal friction is like this. I feel like I can win even if I lie down. Oh my, should the male protagonist come out to turn the tide in such a chaotic situation? 】

[I’m dizzy. It’s true that the Third Prince was hidden in a wooden box and brought to the palace? 】

[The back...what about the back? 】

The system is unreliable again. The key is that there is always a little less time, which makes people feel uncomfortable. It is like going to a wedding banquet. The story of the bride and groom has been told, the chopsticks have been handed out, and a few cold dishes are served.

The emperor and Yong Chang's eyes met, and they began to think quickly in their hearts, is the third prince really dead?

At this moment, Yan Mu'an quickly pulled Yong Chang's sleeve and whispered: "Do you think the Third Prince of Tiansheng is fake?"

She hoped that Yongchang could understand her hint.

Yongchang picked up her silk handkerchief and wiped the juice from the corners of her lips, and said quickly: "It's a lie. It's really in the palace."

Yong Chang took the handkerchief from his hand and said, "Do you know?"

[This is amazing. This kind of information has been found out. It shows that everything is under control. 】

[I feel like my good days are just around the corner. 】

Seeing the adoring eyes of his princess, Yongchang's old face flashed with a flash of discomfort, and then quickly returned to normal. A great crisis arose in his heart. In order to maintain his omnipotent image in the eyes of the princess, he must try his best to maintain his image of omnipotence in the eyes of the princess. to do this.

The banquet was boring, and Tian Sheng's fake prince couldn't stand it anymore and left early. The emperor was getting sick here, and the banquet could only end hastily.

The Tiansheng envoy was very angry and would inevitably continue to quarrel when he returned. The Southern Qi courtiers were very happy. Who would want to complain here?

Naturally, the ministers were responsible for the rest of the matter. Yongchang sent the emperor back to his palace. Yan Muan knew that the two brothers were probably plotting something again, so he went to the queen's palace to rest.

The queen looked relieved, "The people from Tiansheng have come so many times, but this is the first time the banquet held for them has been so quiet. The third prince is a little strange."

Yan Mu'an came closer, "Sister-in-law, do you want to say that you don't look like a prince?"

The queen was stunned, then nodded, "Really?"

"real."

Yan Muan was mysterious, "The prince said, it seems there is no guarantee that we can watch a big show."