Chapter 288 Ling Chen proposes marriage

Xiaojing held a large piece of roasted lamb chops in his hand and nibbled happily: "Master, are you hungry, slaves are starving, this is really fragrant!"

Qingyun sat up: "When is it? Oh, it's getting dark?"

"Well, Zuo Gongzi came and called three times. He said that there was a banquet in the palace at night, and he wanted to bring the master there."

"Ah, why didn't you say it earlier!" Qingyun got out of bed immediately, "Quick, the purpose of my visit this time is to enter the palace, so I can't delay it!"

Xiaojing said: "Master, I have used every trick to wake you up!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, dress me up!" Qingyun told Xiaojing.

Xiaojing said, "What are you going to dress up for? The young master said he also asked the master to wear men's clothes."

"Huh? Oh. It's okay." As soon as Qing Yun heard of entering the palace, he forgot his identity and purpose.

She asked for hot water, took a brief bath, and put on a clean black shirt, still dressed as a guard. Xiaojing was tall and strong. She wore men's clothes and didn't look carefully, but she couldn't see anything unusual. Qingyun had a graceful figure and fair skin. , dressed in black men's clothing, looking very handsome.

The two hurried to look for Zuo Lang. Zuo Lang saw them and said, "I was about to send someone to call you. Are you ready?"

Qingyun nodded.

Zuo Lang looked at her: "Your face is so white and delicate, how can you look like a guard?"

Qingyun said: "What should I do? I want to go to the palace, but I can't put ashes on my face."

Zuo Lang said: "Don't walk around, just follow me. There are a lot of people invited by the king tonight, and no one should pay attention to us."

Qingyun agreed.

The palace in Fancheng is mysterious and quiet in the night. The splendid complex of buildings sits there, beyond sight.

Under the ever-bright light, Qingyun could see the delicate turret clearly, casting a hazy yellow shadow on the high wall.

Approaching the city wall, Qingyun saw clearly that the city wall turned out to be a deep red color. The two dragons on the eaves, with golden scales and golden armor, were alive and well, as if they wanted to fly into the air.

After dismounting, a maid in bright clothes took over the reins of the horse, and Qing Yun followed Zuo Lang closely.

Passing by a beautiful garden, there are many exotic flowers and plants, many of which are not seen in Qingyun, the flowers are pale, but the leaves are gorgeous, very beautiful, Qingyun thinks, if you have time, you must study the plants and medicinal materials of this Chaoyun Continent.

into the hall. There was a lot of people in front of the hall, and it seemed that the banquet had not yet started.

Zuo Lang glanced at it, motioned to Zuo Ming, and the two brothers sat quietly under General Shangguan. Qingyun, Xiaojing and Zhouyou quietly stood behind them.

Qingyun looked up at the top of the hall.

Sitting high above it is the great emperor Hua Shixiu of Chaoyun Continent. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes. At this time, his face is a little sluggish, and he seems to be forced to smile. Qingyun sees his pale complexion and blue lips, which should be a heart disease. At this time, he was discussing something with the ministers, and his voice was very loud.

Next to her sat a beautiful lady with fair complexion and a smile on her face. Zuo Lang said that she was the queen.

Qingyun did not see Huayan.

The maid and the maid are serving dishes. There were dozens of tables in the hall, and the air was filled with various fragrances.

Qingyun is now dressed as a bodyguard, and she can't help feeling hungry when she sees the slow delicacies on Zuo Lang's table.

Originally, she only ate a few bites in a hurry at noon, but she woke up late at night and came to the palace without eating a bite. Now she was so hungry that she couldn't bear it anymore.

Zuo Lang took a piece of dim sum from the table and handed it to Qingyun, Qingyun reached out to take it, secretly filled it in his mouth, covered his mouth, and swallowed two mouthfuls, although it didn't look good, it was better than being hungry.

She raised her head and looked at the well-mannered and well-behaved princes and nobles sitting on the table. They ate, drank, and acted elegantly and pleasingly to the eye. They chewed, drank, raised their glasses, and put down their bowls without a single sound. graceful.

Qingyun shook his head, he had also lived in the palace for so long, he would never be able to eat like them.

At the beginning of the banquet, Hua Shixiu made a few opening remarks. It turned out that today was to celebrate the completion of the canal and entertain everyone.

In the end, Hua Shixiu said: "It just so happened that the Zuo family also sent over this year's BMW horses. For the few companies that Benjun said just now, they can send people to the horse farm in the palace to pick two BMWs. Zuo Lang, this year Does the BMW believe in a new breed?"

Zuo Lang stood up immediately. "Reporting to the king, this year there are dozens of Yueying who have just grown up, and their speed and leg strength are top-notch."

Hua Shixiu nodded: "Okay, I have time to pick a few horses. I heard that you still have a good snowboarder here?"

Qingyun was shocked.

Zuo Lang said: "The temperament of treading snow is too strong and difficult to control. Weichen is studying a BMW that is more suitable for battle."

Hua Shixiu said: "My daughter, ordinary horses can't get into her eyes, maybe she likes the strong tempered one."

Zuo Lang said: "Wei minister leads the order, next time I must bring snow to the princess."

Hua Shixiu nodded, praised, and let the servant read a lot of rewards.

Zuo Lang thanked Enfang and sat down.

Qingyun was ashamed, and asked Zuo Lang in a low voice, "Was Treading Snow originally prepared for the princess?"

Zuo Lang tasted the wine and stared at the contents of the glass: "No, that Matthew, only you can control it, I gave it to you."

There was a burst of Yingyingyanyan from below the hall. In the middle was a woman wearing a goose-yellow cloud dress, her hair was full of emeralds, her body was not tall, her face was fair, her crescent eyes were full of brilliance, her mouth was small, and her upper lip Small lip beads, look eccentric.

"His Royal Highness!" Someone stood up.

She walked quickly, almost jumping to the top of the hall.

"Yan'er, come here, come to the Queen Mother's place." The Queen's happy voice.

Qing Yun glanced at her, her hands trembling slightly, yes, she knew this woman, she was the woman Hua Yan who jumped off the cliff with Ling Chen.

Turns out she wasn't dead. Since she didn't die, Ling Chen was definitely alive.

Qing Yun was excited, Ling Chen, you really are alive. Qingyun remembered his son, the note left by the person who rescued his son, the words on the note were Ling Chen's words.

Could it really be fate, was it really Ling Chen who saved his own son?

At this moment, a slow voice came from the front: "Your Majesty, the old minister took advantage of today's auspicious time to propose to your Majesty again. I wonder when your Majesty will agree?"

Qingyun looked up and saw a man in his fifties talking.

Hua Shixiu said: "Prime Minister Feng, I haven't seen the princess in the past few days. I just saw it today. Don't worry, I will give Aiqing an explanation today."

It turned out to be Prime Minister Feng Rong. Qingyun heard Zuo Lang talk about it, and now the situation in Chaoyun Continent is turbulent, Feng Rong is now almost unequivocal in the palace, the king is ill, and many decisions are made by Feng Rong.

The Great Emperor Hua Shixiu had no sons, but only one daughter, Hua Yan. Everyone knows that whoever marries Huayan will own the land of Chaoyun Continent.

There used to be many descendants of ministers who were chosen as the princess' concubine, but since the year before last, all the candidates for the concubine died inexplicably. After a long time, no one dared to arbitrarily propose the idea of ​​marrying the princess, only the Feng family dared.

Three months ago, Feng Rong proposed to Hua Shixiu once, but Hua Shixiu did not agree, and shied away on the grounds that the princess was not in the country.

Feng Rong said: "Your Majesty, Xiao Er Fengcheng and the princess have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and now the two of them have reached the age of marriage. Wei Chen thought that choosing a day would be better than hitting the sun. Today, there are many happy events, and the princess is here, and the old minister also checked this. It's an auspicious day for a while, why don't the king directly announce the date of their big wedding."

The hall, which was full of people, immediately quieted down.

The Feng family is obviously forcing marriage.

Qingyun looked at the young man sitting next to Prime Minister Feng, it must be his son Feng Cheng, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a talent.

Seeing that the king was hesitating, General Shangguan, who was sitting next to the emperor, got up and said, "Your Majesty, General Feng and the princess are talented and beautiful, and I thought they were a natural couple."

Afterwards, ministers stood up and seconded.

Qing Yun understood that this Shangguan Fei was also a member of the Prime Minister Feng.

Qingyun's eyes were only fixed on Hua Yan, she was looking for a chance to see her. Qingyun saw that she glanced at Fengcheng with an annoyed look, and it seemed that she didn't like Fengcheng.

She has seen Huayan's ruthless fighting and knows that this is a powerful character. At this time, she sat quietly, with no joy or sorrow on her face.

Hua Shixiu nodded: "The Qing family is right..."

"Father, the little girl has something to say." Hua Yan stood up.

The surroundings were so quiet that even the sound of drinking water could be heard.

Everyone pricked up their ears, wanting to hear what Hua Yan had to say.

Huayan said: "Father, Huayan already has a sweetheart."

There was an uproar in the hall.

Hua Shixiu looked at Hua Yan: "Who is your sweetheart?"

Everyone looked at Hua Yan curiously.

Hua Yan said: "My sweetheart, the father, also knows him. He once saved my life and saved you, the father. Brother Ling!"

Hua Yan shouted to the outside.

Qingyun stared at the door of the main hall.

Three people came in slowly outside the door. The middle one was tall, with tall curly hair tied on top of his head, white jade rings buckled, slender Danfeng eyes, and his eyes were as deep as a lake of ink, and he couldn't see any waves. Seven white dots the size of soybeans dotted on his forehead. It was Ling Chen.

Qingyun's hands were tightly clenched, and his whole body was numb and crisp. Tears flowed.

Standing around him are Han Zhitao and Zhang Yang. The two were also dressed as barbarians.

"Patriarch Ling?" Hua Shixiu called out.

"It's the little people. Ling Si, the new head of the barbarian clan, sees the king!" Ling Chen bowed and saluted.

Qingyun's hand tightly covered his mouth, Xiaojing grabbed Qingyun's arm and asked in a low voice: "Master, look, look..."

Hua Yanxi smiled and ran down from above to pull up Ling Chen: "Big Brother Ling, come up and take a seat!"

Ling Chen didn't move.

"I heard that the barbarians have changed their patriarchs. It turned out to be you." Hua Shixiu smiled, "You and my daughter have a private lifelong relationship?"

Ling Chen raised his voice, "There is no private life-span decision. Today, Ling Si specially came to propose marriage to the King. Please let the King complete."

Qingyun's tears fell, he was really alive! But why does he want to be courteous? Is it for Chaoyun Continent?

Prime Minister Feng has already stood up: "Patriarch Ling, the king has promised to marry the child and the princess as a good match, and Patriarch Ling should not take his love with a knife."

Ling Chen said: "It seems that the king did not issue an decree."

Feng Cheng, the prime minister's son, slowly stepped down from his seat: "It's only a matter of time. Besides, the barbarians live in the wild and have weird habits. How can they spy on the princess? Your Majesty, the princess must never marry a barbarian!"

He stood up and approached Ling Chen, looking at him up and down with a look of contempt.

Qingyun's tearful look caught the attention of one person, Shangguan Fei. He occasionally turned around to see Qing Yun staring at Ling Chen intently, with tears on his face.

Shangguan Fei asked Zuo Lang in a low voice, "Is that fair little guard behind you a woman?"

Zuo Lang turned his head sharply and saw Qingyun crying weakly, how could he look like a guard.

His face flushed, and he said, "Yes, General Huiyan is indeed a woman."

When Shangguanfei saw Qingyun's eyes on Lingchen, he knew it.

Zuo Lang was suspicious, he reached out and pulled Qingyun: "What's wrong with you? Do you know him?"

Shangguan Fei had already walked over slowly, and stretched out his hand to take off the towel from Qingyun's head: "Girl, why are you crying, do you know this patriarch?"

Shangguan Fei thought that it was Ling Si's woman who came here. He hoped that the princess could marry the Feng family, and he was a supporter of the Feng family.

Qingyun was originally dressed as a man, but now her long black hair hangs down, and her fair face is covered with tears like rain on pear blossoms. At this time, seeing so many people looking at her, her face is full of panic, joy, and even saying no. Pain out.

Hearing Shangguan Fei's loud question, everyone's eyes were fixed on Qing Yun. Including Ling Chen, Han Zhitao and Zhang Yang.

Qing Yun stared at Ling Chen's eyes and walked over slowly.

Ling Chen looked her up and down, frowning slightly: "Girl, do you know me?"

Qingyun suddenly stood there. She looked around and suddenly understood that in this case, the Prime Minister Feng and the others wanted some kind of result.

She wiped her tears and said, "Yes, I know you, you saved me."

Ling Chen glanced at her again: "Really, I don't remember."

Zuo Lang pulled her back to his side: "Did he save you? Do you still know the barbarian patriarch?"

Qingyun nodded.

Zuo Lang looked at Qing Yun staring at Ling Chen: "He really just saved you?"

Qingyun said: "Yes."

Zuo Lang said in a low voice, "I think you look like you're going to make a promise. Don't look at others like that. He's a princess now! Be careful of your life!"

Shangguan Fei saw that Ling Si didn't know Qingyun, so he turned around and said to Hua Shixiu: "Your Majesty, the princess has a noble status, General Feng came from a famous family, and made great contributions to Chaoyun Continent, and the princess is indeed a good match..."

They were still debating, Qing Yun could no longer hear other voices, Ling Chen's unfamiliar eyes ripped open her heart like a knife.

Ling Chen's eyes didn't seem to be pretending, it seemed like he really didn't know her. Does he hate her so much?

Qingyun looked at Han Zhitao and Zhang Yang, as if they didn't see her.

Qing Yun understood that Ling Chen was proposing to the princess, and her presence would ruin his good deeds. Is he going to use the princess? Use Chaoyun Continent?

Otherwise, how could Ling Chen not recognize her?

Qingyun's face was pale.

Just like her, her face was as pale as she was with flowers.

Huayan looked at Qingyun, she recognized her, on the cliff of Shangu on Qinglong Mountain, the face of that desperate woman, the woman who Ling Chen desperately wanted to go back to save, was her, she found her!

Qingyun's mind was in a mess, she heard someone talking to her, her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't hear what everyone was saying.

It was only for a split second that a fight broke out in the hall, Ling Chen and Feng Cheng.

Qingyun came back to his senses and saw two people fighting.

Ling Chen threw out the Blue Dragon Sword, and Feng Cheng used a triangle-shaped sword with blue light.

Without saying a word, the two started fighting.

Qingyun sneaked up to the front while everyone was not paying attention. She wanted to find Han Zhitao and Zhang Yang, especially Han Zhitao. He looked at her with shock and guilt.

Everyone was nervously watching this duel, the duel between Feng Cheng, the most prominent Feng clan son in Chaoyun Continent, and Ling Si, the new clan head of the barbarians who did not know the heights of the sky.

Qingyun quietly turned to the back, and before she could turn to Han Zhitao's side, her eyes darkened and she lost consciousness.