Seeing this, Xue Baochai was shocked. She knew Jia Baoyu's background. Before, she could still use Thunderfire Balls, but now that they were in the palace, could she also use that thing?
They had just fought for the championship. If she was drenched by the wine jug thrown by the loser in front of so many people, it would be really embarrassing.
So she took the initiative to hit the flying jug with her palm, feeling a little anxious. Unfortunately, Sister Yang was not here, otherwise it would be better for her to take action in this situation. She was still a little weak, and might not be able to catch the flying jug.
Everyone's attention in the hall was instantly attracted by the strange situation, and they all wanted to see how the two sides would deal with it.
The wine jug seemed to have been blocked by an invisible wall of air, and then bounced back at an even faster speed. Seeing this, the Mongolian warriors around Xu Liewu all circulated their energy, wanting to send the wine jug back.
Who knew that just as they were about to attack, the jug would shatter in front of Xu Liewu, and the wine inside spilled out, drenching the Mongolian warriors. The warriors hurriedly stood in front of Xu Liewu, but how could they block something like water? Some of it still spilled onto him.
"Good!" Wanyan Zhongjie clapped and cheered. Jin Meng was her mortal enemy, and she did not care about Xu Liewu's face.
The others in the hall could not help but cheer. This control of energy was too brilliant. They did not expect such a delicate and beautiful girl to have such a powerful cultivation. Many disciples began to ask which family this girl came from in the Southern Song Dynasty. If they could not marry the princess of Xixia, it would be good to pursue this girl. She was the best choice in terms of appearance, figure, and temperament.
Only the person involved looked at her hand in a daze. Xue Baochai was also very confused. When did her energy become so high? Was it because Xu Liewu was heavily injured and did not have much inner force?
Song Qingshu smiled and leisurely drank his tea, hiding his strength and fame.
The Mongolian side was furious, and they all drew their weapons and were about to rush over. At this time, two rows of people walked out of the inner hall. Some were dressed in tight clothes, while others were in loose robes. Most of them held strangely shaped weapons.
Duan Yanqing shouted loudly, "Inside the palace, gentlemen, do not be rude. These people are from my country's Class One Hall. If you are interested, you can fight one by one. Fighting in groups is not allowed. "
When Xu Liewu noticed that Class One Hall had a lot of elites, he snorted and stopped his subordinates from continuing to cause trouble.
After this small setback, the hall gradually quieted down. When all the seats were filled, two generals on duty shouted, "All the guests have arrived, close the doors." Amidst the music, two thick doors were slowly pushed open by four guards with halberds.
A group of golden-armored guards with long halberds in their hands walked out of the side corridor. The halberds shone brightly under the candlelight. Then, the drumming sounded again, and two groups of servants came out from the inner hall, each carrying a white jade incense burner, from which green smoke curled up.
Everyone knew that the Emperor of the Western Xia Country was ill, and the Empress was the one who dealt with the daily affairs. They thought that they could finally see the legendary Empress, so they held their breath and didn't utter a word.
The last four servants were dressed in embroidered robes. They were not holding anything in their hands, and they stood on either side of the throne. Seeing that the temples of these four men were bulging, they realized that the Western Xia was indeed worthy of having fought against the Southern Song for many years without falling. The martial art skill of these imperial bodyguards in the palace was really not low.
One of the servants shouted, "Her Majesty the Empress is here. Welcome!" Everyone knelt down. Of course, many of them didn't kneel down, but just slightly bowed.
A beautiful figure came out of the hall and sat down on the throne. The servant shouted again, "Rise!" Everyone stood up. Everyone looked up. It was the first time for many of them to see the Empress at such a close distance. She was so young, and she was so beautiful.
Everyone envied her, thinking that the Emperor of the Western Xia Country was really lucky with women. But now the Emperor of the Western Xia Country was sick, and the Empress was a widow at such a young age. What a waste!
Some of the filthy people were eager to serve the Emperor of the Western Xia Country, but they didn't dare to show the slightest disrespect to the Empress.
Among the people in the hall, Duan Yu was the saddest. Looking at his sister, who used to call him Duan Lang, but now had become the noble mother of the country, and the way she looked at him was no different from the way she looked at other people. He suddenly felt a little empty in his heart, thinking, "Sister Wan's appearance and temperament are not inferior to Miss Wang's, why did I throw myself at Miss Wang?"
But as soon as this thought came to his mind, he immediately shook his head, "Duan Yu, Duan Yu, she is your sister. How can you have such messy thoughts? You are really a bastard." Chapter 100 Literature
At this time, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites was standing next to the throne. He unfolded a scroll and read aloud, "The Emperor of the Great Xia Country says: You have answered the summons and come from afar, and I am very pleased. You have been bestowed with wine!" Although it was Mu Wanqing who appeared, she still acted in the name of the Emperor.
Everyone expressed their gratitude again. The servant shouted, "Rise!" Everyone stood up.
The Minister of the Ministry of Rites said, "Everyone, please sit down. Please drink and eat as much as you want." The palace eunuchs brought out bowls of dishes. The Western Xia Country was a bitter and cold place in the northwest. Their daily diet was mainly cattle and sheep. Although it was a royal banquet, there were still large pieces of beef and mutton.
Those who could enter the main hall were all rich and used to eating delicacies. All of them were worried about the written exam, so how could they have the mood to eat and drink? But seeing Mu Wanqing sitting upright and inviolable, they were worried that they would be rude, so they could only suppress their doubts.
But Xu Liewu didn't care so much. He quickly said, "Empress, why didn't I see the Princess come out?" Looking at this young Empress from such a close distance, her skin was really delicate. When I become the ruler of the Western Xia Country one day, I will definitely press her under my body and pamper her.
Feeling the invasive look in his eyes, Mu Wanqing was unhappy. Her expression immediately turned cold. "The Princess is in the Blue Phoenix Pavilion. Someone will take you there after the banquet."
The reason she was here was to take a look at Song Qingshu. But now, Song Qingshu was wearing Jia Baoyu's appearance. The woman with the surname Xue next to him, and the Princess Wanyan next to him, all looked intimate with him. Just looking at them made people angry.
Now that she was disgusted by Xu Liewu, she simply got up and left.
The crowd didn't expect this beautiful young Empress to leave so quickly. They wanted to take a few more looks, but they didn't know how to make her stay. They could only eat and drink to their heart's content. After eating, they quickly went to the Blue Phoenix Pavilion to see the Princess.
Everyone was thinking the same thing. Even Duan Yu, who had no intention of finding a husband, wanted to see what this legendary Princess looked like. They quickly finished eating and said that they wanted to see the Princess.
Very quickly, the Minister of Rites led the crowd through a large garden, through a few winding corridors, and past a row of fake mountains. In the distance, they could see the corner of a pavilion hidden among the flowers and trees. Two palace lanterns were picked out by the side of the pavilion. The Minister of Rites led the crowd to the front of the pavilion and said in a clear voice, "Guests from all over have come to see the Princess."
The pavilion door opened, and four palace maids came out. Each of them carried a lantern made of light muslin. Behind them was a female official dressed in purple. She said, "You have all come from afar. The Princess invites you to enter the Blue Phoenix Pavilion to serve tea."
Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face. He thought, 'What the hell is Li Qinglu up to? Why is it so complicated?'
The crowd rushed in, all wanting to get a good seat. The closer they were to the Princess, the better.
Inside the pavilion was a large hall. The floor was covered with a thick woolen carpet. There were colorful flowers woven on the carpet, making it bright and eye-catching. Small tea tables were arranged in rows. On the tables were blue and white covered bowls. Next to each covered bowl was a blue and white plate. The plates were filled with cheese, pastries, and other pastries of four colors. At the end of the hall, there was a platform about three to four feet high. The floor was covered with a light yellow carpet. On the platform, there was a round stool with brocade cushions. Everyone thought that this must be the Princess' seat. They pushed and shoved, trying to get closer to the platform to sit.
People like Xu Liewu respected their status and did not want to compete with these people. Naturally, Song Qingshu was even more relaxed.
After everyone was seated, the female official raised a small copper hammer and knocked it three times on a white jade cloud board. The hall immediately became silent, waiting quietly for the Princess to come out.
After a while, they heard the jingle of pendants. Eight palace maids in green walked out from the inner hall and stood on either side. Another moment later, a young girl in light green walked out with light footsteps.
Everyone's eyes lit up. They saw that this young girl had a slender figure. Her movements were refined and elegant. Her face was even more beautiful. Everyone secretly cheered, "People say that Princess Yin Chuan's beauty is unparalleled. She really lives up to her reputation."
Song Qingshu vaguely remembered that she was Li Qinglu's personal maid. She was called Xiao Lei or something.
The young girl slowly walked to the platform and bowed slightly, paying her respects to everyone. When she came in, everyone had already stood up. When they saw her bowing, they all bowed to return the greeting. Some people saw that the Princess was so humble and did not have the least bit of arrogance. They clicked their tongues and praised her. The young girl's eyes were on her nose, her nose was on her heart. She did not meet anyone's gaze. She looked very shy.
No one dared to breathe too loudly. They were afraid that they would startle her. They all thought, "The Princess is of noble birth and lives deep in the forbidden land. Suddenly seeing so many men, she must be like this. It suits her noble status."
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