Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Slag Abuse Project

Chapter 60 Disaster for the country and the demon concubine 9
Beimeng did not agree at first, but finally agreed to a truce. It is said that it was because the emperor's favorite sister, Princess Feiyun, interceded.

So this time when the Northern Meng envoy came to Dongli, Ouyang Jing was overjoyed when he heard that Princess Feiyun would also come with him.

Princess Feiyun is Meng Shaozhou's favorite younger sister. If she can take this opportunity to win her heart and let her marry Dongli, Beimeng will definitely be wary of rats and won't be easy to attack.

When Dong Li recovers from recuperation, he doesn't believe that Meng Shaozhou can beat him!
Ouyang Jing made a good plan, in order to show that he could leave a good impression on Princess Feiyun at the first time, he personally led a group of officials to greet her at the gate of Yanjing City.

However, the crowd waited for half a day under the scorching sun before they saw that the people from Beimeng had arrived late.

Although he was very impatient in his heart, Ouyang Jing still enthusiastically stepped forward and smiled at the Beimeng envoys: "Everyone has come all the way from Beimeng for hard work!"

"Where is it, the emperor is serious. This time it is about our friendly relations between the North Meng Kingdom and the East Li Kingdom. No matter how hard it is, it is worth it."

The one who spoke was Yu Wenchen, the Prime Minister of the Northern Meng Kingdom.

"That's that, I heard that Princess Feiyun of the Meng Kingdom has also come to the Eastern Li Kingdom this time. I wonder which carriage she is in?"

Ouyang Jing nodded with a smile, his gaze was patrolling back and forth with Meng Guo's carriage, and finally fell on the second carriage.

The carriage was surrounded by gold-plated curtains, which were embroidered with moon-white lilies, which looked light and delicate. The four corners of the carriage were decorated with a huge oriental bead, which shone softly in the sunlight, making it difficult to move. open your eyes.

Such an elegant yet luxurious carriage, it must be the carriage of the princess, right?
With such an aesthetic, this princess should be a rare beauty!

Ouyang Jing's eyes lit up instantly, and his mind became more active.

"Princess Feiyun is in the second carriage." Yu Wenchen replied.

Everyone looked at the luxurious carriage, only to see a slender figure looming in the curtain, people couldn't help but yearn for it, and wanted to lift the curtain to see the beauty.

"Emperor Dongli, the sun is scorching outside, I don't know when I can enter the city to rest?"

A voice as clear as an ice spring came from the carriage, unceremoniously interrupting everyone's peeping.

"It's because I didn't think carefully, everyone is tired, please follow me into the city to rest."

Ouyang Jing quickly withdrew his scrutiny, and led a mighty team to clear the way for the Beimeng people, escorting them all the way to the gate of Honglu Temple.

Next, Ouyang Jing was going to go back to the palace. After all, as the emperor of a country, he couldn't act like a servant and go to resettle Beimeng people, right?

That's too bad.

But Ouyang Jing was actually quite willing to stay. He couldn't wait to see Princess Feiyun's beauty.

But due to his identity, he still left.

As soon as Ouyang Jing left, all the officials behind him also left, leaving only Wang Qingyang, the eldest son of Lord Protector, responsible for settling the Beimeng people properly.

Yu Wenchen walked to the side of the carriage and said something in a low voice, and the people in the carriage responded.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a woman in a blue court dress covered with emerald tulle got off the carriage and stood dignifiedly by the side of the carriage waiting.

A pair of slender hands slowly opened the curtain, and everyone saw a woman in a moon-white palace dress come out, her face was half hidden by plain veil, only a pair of cold eyes were exposed.

The wide plain skirt winds behind her, black jade-like green silk is simply tied up in a flying fairy bun, and a few round pearls are randomly adorned in the hair, making the black hair more soft, shiny and moist.

Wang Qingyang's heart fluttered when he saw this, and he felt that Princess Feiyun seemed to have known him before, and then he felt that his idea was very funny. He heard that Princess Feiyun was very skilled in medicine and was quite famous in Beimeng, so how could that person be compared with Princess Feiyun ?
"I have seen Princess Feiyun." Wang Qingyang bowed his hands and saluted, but his eyes still lingered on Qingyun.

"Your Majesty, you're welcome." Qingyun glanced at him lightly, raised his chin slightly, and looked superior and disdainful to talk to him.

Wang Qingyang was slightly embarrassed, took a step back and said: "Princess and all the envoys, please follow me into Honglu Temple."

"Then thank you, Your Majesty, for leading the way." Seeing Qingyun remain silent, the Prime Minister had no choice but to step forward and be polite.

When everyone was settled properly, Wang Qingyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and cupped his hands to the Prime Minister of Beimeng Kingdom: "In order to welcome you all, the emperor will hold a dust-cleaning banquet in the palace tonight, and I hope Princess Feiyun and the Prime Minister will show their respect."

"Don't worry, my son, Princess Feiyun and I will definitely attend the appointment on time." Yu Wenchen clasped his hands in response.

Only then did Wang Qingyang feel relieved to leave.

After Yu Wenchen sent Wang Qingyang away, he went back to look for Qingyun.As soon as he entered the room, he saw Qingyun sitting on the teacher's chair and asked, "How is it?"

"Reporting to the princess, the emperor of Dongli Kingdom has invited us to a reception banquet tonight." Yu Wenchen stood below respectfully.

"Tonight? Ouyang Jing is still as impatient as ever." Qing Yun picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a chuckle: "If that's the case, let's go and have a look."

"Yes! The officer has resigned." Yu Wenchen saluted again and retreated respectfully.

"Big host, why don't you let the son of luck kill Ouyang Jing and Wang Qingping directly, that will save trouble!"

26 doesn't understand why it feels that what Qingyun is doing now is a waste of time.

"That's really easy, but borrowing Meng Shaozhou's hand, it's not enjoyable enough."

Qingyun leaned on the soft couch, took out the "Medical and Poisonous Expertise" and continued to study.

"It seems to be." 26 thought for a while, and felt that it was indeed the case. What could be more enjoyable than killing an enemy?
"Besides, this can also prevent the two countries from going to war, and I can count as saving the people of the Li people. There should be no less points then." Qing Yun's red lips lightly lifted, showing a faint smile.

"That's right, host, you're really too smart!" 26 immediately turned into a dog-legged little boy when he heard the points.

In the evening, people from the palace welcomed Princess Feiyun and the prime minister into the palace.

Along the way, Qingyun deliberately delayed the time of entering the palace with various excuses, and when they entered the palace, it was already time for the banquet.

A eunuch stood at the gate of the palace and craned his neck to look eagerly. When he saw Qingyun appearing, he ran over and flattered her: "Oh, Princess Feiyun, you are here. You and the other Bei Meng envoys are left for the palace banquet! "As he said this, he kept winking at the eunuch who was welcoming him into the palace.

"Oh." Qingyun didn't care.

The eunuch didn't dare to say anything, just smiled and said: "Everyone, please follow me." He bowed his waist and led the way.

When the group of people walked outside the palace, the eunuch who led the way beside him shouted in a shrill voice, "Princess Feiyun from Beimeng Kingdom is here—!"

The people at the banquet cheered up and looked outside the palace. Qingyun stepped into the palace and was ushered to the first table on the lower right of the throne. Yu Wenchen was at the second table, and the other two generals sat at the third and fourth. table.

Sitting on the dragon chair, Ouyang Jing saw Qing Yun from a distance, and his face turned pale in shock. He stared at her step by step as she walked in, as if seeing the long-dead Wang Guifei coming slowly.

(End of this chapter)