Chapter 450 The Guy Who Took over the Magpie's Nest

Although Rong Yu only ordered Xie Jin to welcome Zhan Ruo, the ministers were curious about this special guest. After the meeting, the ministers stood in the spacious place at the palace gate, waiting for the arrival of this guest.

This wait lasted until dark.

Xie Jin rode out of the imperial city on horseback. When he saw the scene in front of him, he thought it was a courtesan parading in the streets.

A gorgeous blue sedan chair was carried by eight people. In the sedan chair, a slender figure was lying sideways, supporting her forehead with one hand, dozing lazily.

The pillars on both sides of the sedan chair were made of carved pear wood. The blue gauze curtains hanging on all sides fluttered in the wind, which looked really like a fairy... showy atmosphere.

The eight people carrying the sedan chair were all teenagers, four of them wore white clothes and four of them wore black clothes, looking like the Black and White Impermanence.

Even though Xie Jin had been hanging around in the flower garden for years and was used to seeing the dress of coquettish girls and various playboys, he couldn't help but feel a little confused about the aesthetic style of the man in front of him.

"Prince Zhanruo?" Xie Jin asked, his phoenix eyes raised a smile, "I am Xie Jin, and I am here to welcome the prince to the palace on the order of the regent."

There was no movement in the sedan for a while, only the winter wind blew across the sedan curtain, blowing up a corner of the light gauze curtain, vaguely revealing the cold jade-like porcelain white skin of the person in the sedan.

Xie Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised a nonchalant arc at the corner of his lips: "Prince Zhanruo fell asleep?"

"This prince wants the regent to come and pick him up personally." The young man in the sedan spoke, his voice was as clear and pleasant as jade hitting an ice spring, but he revealed his willfulness and tyranny as soon as he spoke, "Are you Dongling ministers deaf, or is the regent's waist and legs not good and unable to move?"

Xie Jin sat upright on the horse, his voice was light: "Today's sunshine is not bad, but it is now the coldest time of the year. When the sun sets in the evening, the temperature will drop sharply, and it will be too cold for people to bear. Your Highness is wearing thin clothes. Do you want to wait here in the cold, or go to the palace with me to see Her Majesty the Queen, sit opposite Her Majesty the Queen in front of the stove, and drink a cup of hot tea to keep warm?"

It must be said that Xie Jin understands the principle of "attacking the city and attacking the heart first". The young man in the sedan originally wanted to put on airs again, but after hearing what he said, he was really silent for a while.

Finally, he snorted coldly: "This prince will give you this face."

After saying that, he lightly ordered the young men carrying the sedan chairs on both sides: "Lift the sedan chair."

Xie Jin sneered, turned his horse's head and drove into the city gate.

Eight young men carried the sedan chair, the speed was neither fast nor slow, it looked like a well-trained speed. If it was too fast, the wind would be strong, and the blue gauze curtain would be lifted, so that the face of the person in the sedan chair would be completely exposed to the public, losing the original sense of mystery. If it was too slow, there would be no feeling of floating in the air.

So it was not good to be fast or slow, and the speed must be maintained at a speed that made the person in the sedan chair looming.

Xie Jin has always been good at dancing, and he was born with a face that can charm everyone. Most of the time, he is almost invincible. There is no man and woman in the city that he can't handle, but when he met this Master Zhan Ruo, he kicked the iron plate. He took the initiative to talk to the other party along the way, and this person always looked indifferent.

Xie Jin couldn't help but wonder, where does this mere prince of Yu Kingdom get such a big air?

"Regarding the matter of sending troops to attack by various countries, it was Prince Zhan Ruo's plan, right?" Xie Jin turned his head and glanced at the sedan chair, "I wonder what the prince's purpose is?"

"Purpose?" Porcelain-white slender fingers flipped the book carelessly, and Zhan Ruo's voice sounded very angry, "Of course, to get that guy who occupied the magpie's nest out of Dongling."

The guy who occupied the magpie's nest?

Xie Jin's eyebrows deepened slightly, thinking in his heart whether the person he was talking about was Rong Yu or Nan Xi?

This person designed to release the prophecy right at the beginning, creating the illusion that Dongling was besieged. The 800-mile rush was not a joke. If it weren't for the spies of Jiuxiao Pavilion everywhere controlling the movements of all parties, I'm afraid I really have to believe that Dongling is now in a situation of being surrounded by enemies.

So Xie Jin could see that Prince Zhan Ruo was serious this time.

He really wanted to cause chaos in Dongling, and it would be best if it could be a mess, and his posture must be aimed at Rong Yu or Nan Xi.

Or, it was aimed at both of them.

Occupying the magpie's nest.

Although it is not right, the only people who can be called this are Rong Yu and Nan Xi, because they are from the Great Zhou, but they have become the masters of Dongling.

Xie Jin said in a light tone: "Does Prince Zhan Ruo have a grudge against Dongling?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Xie Jin choked.

This was the first time since he grew up that someone asked him a question and was mercilessly retorted, and he felt fresh for a while.

After a moment of silence, he smiled nonchalantly: "Although the prince has supernatural powers, Yuguo is just a small country after all. If Dongling is really angered, the territory of a few thousand miles should not be able to withstand the attack of Dongling's iron cavalry for half a month."

Hearing this, Zhan Ruo just snorted coldly, as if he was disdainful.

Then there was no movement in the sedan chair, only the slight sound of pages being turned passed by his ears.

Xie Jin was not angry, but said lightly: "Or I should change my guess. The prince has a grudge against the Regent of Dongling."

"He is the Regent of Da Zhou, not Dongling." Zhan Ruo said in a slightly cold voice, "As a minister of Dongling, you are also a person who forgets your ancestors."

Xie Jin's face turned green, and suddenly he wanted to send this annoying guy back to the city gate with a palm.

If this person hadn't had some ability, and he really wanted to know what purpose he had here, he would have smashed his sedan chair to pieces, leaving him in a state of disgrace. He had no grace at all. Let's see if he can still do it. This indifferent and desireless deity-like attitude?

However, this thought only flashed through his mind. As the most famous noble man in Dongling Imperial City, how could he do something so out-of-control and violent?

In order to avoid worsening his bad mood, Xie Jin didn't take the initiative to speak again for the next section of the road. However, considering Prince Zhanruo's slutty personality, they drove at a not too fast speed and didn't arrive at the palace gate until dark.

Previously, when the prince of Northern Xinjiang and the prime minister of South Vietnam entered the palace, they had to get off the car and walk in, and take off their weapons and hand them over to the guards on duty for safekeeping, but Prince Zhanruo did not abide by this rule.

"Either let Her Majesty the Queen and the Prince Regent come to pick me up in person, or let this prince enter the palace." He still maintained a reclining posture, too lazy to move, as if he didn't see the ministers waiting outside the palace gate to watch the excitement. "Otherwise, it's not impossible for this prince to return home immediately. But in this way, the illusion of various countries besieging Dongling will soon become a reality. Don't say that I didn't remind you when the time comes. Dongling has maintained peace for six hundred years." It will end from now on, and the next few years will be full of smoke, wars, people are in dire straits, and people are displaced——"

"That's enough." Xie Jin waved his hand, signaling for the Imperial Army to let him go, "Prince Zhanruo is a distinguished guest, so he should be entertained."

The ministers looked at the blue sedan swaying gently in the wind with subtle eyes, and secretly said that this prince from the Yu Kingdom was really quite handsome and dressed in such a special style.

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