Life has passed some time.

When the Princess of Beiyuan Kingdom entered Beijing, the whole capital was full of lively and joyfulness.

Ordinary people rushed to come out to watch, hoping to be lucky enough to witness this foreign princess with her own eyes.

The grand and solemn team slowly walked into the palace.

In addition to marrying the princess, even the king of Kitahara came to Beijing.

The palace wedding banquet was heard, and the news came to the Eight Kings Mansion, which caught people off guard.

It is said that the candidate who will marry Princess Beiyuan will be selected at the banquet. It was a very simple thing, but this marriage was a bit different from the tradition. Princess Beiyuan personally chose the person, and the emperor of Dongyue Kingdom also agreed.

As for whom Princess Kitahara would choose, no one has any idea.

In the evening of that day, a grand banquet was held in the palace hall.

The decoration is luxurious and grand, and even the clothes of the palace servants are completely renewed.

On the throne was the emperor, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his majesty was natural. The queen sitting in his left hand was the king of Beiyuan on the right, and then the seats on the lower order, the upper left were Taizi, Taizi, and then the princes and princes, princes and important ministers in the court.

On the right, the envoy from Beiyuan Kingdom is basically.

In the middle, there was a stage free, and there was a dancer performing, with the sound of silk and bamboos constantly echoing.

Qu Tan'er roughly understands the surrounding situation.

Xi Wuxu’s seat is basically all here.

Only the protagonist of this banquet - Princess Kitahara. As for what to do?

It seems to be said that you should prepare to perform something.

Finally, Qu Tan'er's eyes stopped curiously on the king of Beiyuan Kingdom. Brown hair, blue eyes, high nose, white people... How rare! When she heard him chatting with the emperor and speaking Chinese, she was obviously a little stiff, and her pronunciation was not very accurate, but she could understand it.

"Master, you said, who will the princesses choose?" Jingxin poured a cup of flower tea for Qu Tan'er, and then asked softly.

"I don't know either. But..." Qu Tan'er looked at Mo Liancheng next to her, shook her head lightly, and couldn't find any comments about this matter. Her man is too evil and is afraid that something big will happen. Alas. (ps: Put your heart in mind, unless the princess is blind, she will not choose Mo Liancheng.)

"What if I really choose the prince?"

"Liangban, it's not bad." Ask her what to do? How could she know what to do?

"Master, aren't you worried?" Jing Xin was slightly confused.

Qu Tan'er's little face suddenly approached Jingxin, and she became disgusted and asked sarcastically: "Do you see this? Are you worried or not?" She was worried, very worried, but if she was worried, she could be willful to stop the decision of the emperor of a country? If you want to blame, blame the emperor. How could she agree to the condition that the princess of Beiyuan Kingdom decided to be a husband?

Mo Liancheng was savvy in his tea, with a light cloud and a gentle breeze.

"Brother, are you... worried?" Mo Jingxuan jumped and sat in a few seats and moved to Mo Liancheng's table, squeezed in, and asked in a low voice.

Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows lightly and asked casually: "What do you think I am worried about?"

Qu Tan'er curled her lips, interrupted, and said, "I asked for it knowingly."

"Yes! Sister Ba said it right, pretend." Mo Jingxuan quickly wanted to be on the same front with Qu Tan'er and smiled strangely.

Unexpectedly, a woman glanced at him and said bluntly: "I just said you."
Chapter completed!