Ci Jinzhi

With this guess, Prince Bao Ri paid special attention to He Qingxiao's every move. After the banquet began, toasts were frequently made to He Qingxiao.

 Hello everyone who comes to Qingxiao is not refused, and he drinks a glass of wine.

 Wine is good wine, and when it falls into the belly, it is like a fire burning.

He looked at Prince Bao Ri who was drinking happily and was a little puzzled: Why was Prince Bao Ri so enthusiastic about him?

 Is it because...Ayou?

 He Qingxiao quickly reviewed the past in his mind, not thinking that his feelings for Ayou would be glimpsed by outsiders.

At the end of the banquet, Prince Baori suddenly stood up and shouted to His Majesty.

With this shout, the palace suddenly fell silent.

Emperor Xingyuan cast a gentle look at Prince Baori: "What is your business?"

Prince Baori bowed respectfully: "Xiao Wang will leave Daxia tomorrow. During this time in Daxia, I was very happy every day, and I was extremely reluctant to leave when I thought of leaving. Before leaving, Xiao Wang dared to ask His Majesty , have you considered what Xiao Wang said to you that day?"

 What did Prince Ribaori say to the emperor?

When the ministers heard this, they became excited: They knew about this. Didn’t Prince Baori volunteer to be the emperor’s son-in-law?

Then will the emperor agree?

All the ministers looked at Emperor Xingyuan, but He Qingxiao was as calm as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

When Prince Bao Ri was asking Emperor Xingyuan, he quietly noticed He Qingxiao out of the corner of his eye. Seeing his calm face, he began to doubt his guess: maybe he was overly preoccupied, and either he turned out to be a particularly good-looking person, or he was his love rival. .

 Similarly, Miss Xin is not a woman who judges people by their appearance.

Emperor Xingyuan held the wine glass in one hand with a faint smile on his face: "What your envoy mentioned is not a trivial matter. I am still considering it carefully. When your envoy goes back, he will discuss it with your brother. I will wait for you to come to Daxia next time." Give you an answer."

Emperor Xingyuan said this not to shirk, but to confirm Prince Baori's determination to be his son-in-law.

Must make sure to stay in Daxia honestly, instead of getting married first and then running away with Ayou.

These days of watching with a cold eye and being picky about everything, Emperor Xingyuan is quite satisfied with Prince Baori.

 She is good-looking, has a good temperament, has a rich net worth, and is sincere to Ayou. Ayou has reached the marriageable age, and she has to choose a consort.

 There are also shortcomings. Compared with the reservedness of Daxia people, they are too bold and a little unruly. But Ayou is not a stickler for rules. She should feel comfortable getting along with someone like Prince Baori, so this shortcoming cannot be called a shortcoming.

Emperor Xingyuan saw very clearly that Ayou dared to disgrace the Queen Mother. If she married into a well-behaved family and met a troublesome mother-in-law, she might be kicked away.

 At that time, he, as a father, will be embarrassed.

"The little king will be back soon. The little king pays tribute to your majesty." Prince Bao Ri heard that Emperor Xingyuan's tone was loose and he toasted happily.

 Emperor Xingyuan raised his glass and took a reserved sip.

He Qingxiao has worked for Emperor Xingyuan for so long, so he knows the emperor well: the emperor has recognized Prince Baori, and then it depends on Prince Baori's sincerity in staying in Daxia.

 He lowered his eyes and drank the wine in one gulp.

 The banquet is over, the guests and hosts are enjoying themselves, and the night is still light.

He Qingxiao walked silently outside the palace.

 “Hou Changle.” A hearty voice came from behind.

He Qingxiao paused slightly and looked at Prince Baori who was striding towards him.

Even though he drank a lot of wine, Prince Bao Ri looked clear-eyed and had no intention of drinking too much.

 “Is there something wrong with your envoy?”

Prince Baori smiled and said: "Nothing. There are so many officials from your country at the banquet today, but the Marquis is the only one who is similar in age to the little Wang. The Little Wang feels friendly when he looks at the Marquis."

 “It’s an honor for He.” He Qingxiao responded politely.

 “Does the Marquis often go out to Beijing for business?”

 He Qingxiao nodded.

"It's a pity that the Marquis has just returned to Beijing, and Xiao Wang is about to leave. When Xiao Wang comes back, let's have a drink with the Marquis." "Okay."

 Prince Bao Ri could not hear any hint of hostility in this calm tone, and he was completely relieved.

It is impossible for any man to be so calm in the face of a love rival. If love rivals meet in Xiling, they will risk half their lives in a fight first.

 Prince Baori got on his horse and returned to the guest house.

He Qingxiao walked all the way and unknowingly came to the street of Qingsong Bookstore.

The sky is dotted with stars and the moon is bright. The shops on both sides of the street have lights on, and people are still coming and going on the street.

He Qingxiao stood still and looked at Qingsong Bookstore with swaying lanterns in the distance.

 Someone came out of the bookstore, and it was the person he always cared about.

Shopkeeper Hu and others came out to see him off, and soon the familiar figure walked forward. The door of the bookstore was closed, and it was closing time.

He Qingxiao would not have done this if he had not drank too much, but now he followed his heart and chased after her.

Xin You walked on the way back to Xin's house, followed by Xiao Lian. Qian Feng and Ping An walked behind silently, almost without any sense of presence.

“Girl, don’t you want to take a car?” Xiao Lian quietly looked at Xin You’s expression.

The girl came to Qingsong Bookstore to wait for Mr. He, right?

 It's a pity that Mr. He didn't come. I don't know how beautiful the rouged girl is today.

 Qianfeng and Ping'an suddenly approached Xinyou, with their backs turned to her and they were watching carefully.

 The tall man approached from the night, his footsteps were light and steady, and he did not deliberately conceal it.

Seeing that it was He Qingxiao, Qianfeng and Ping An relaxed their tense bodies and looked at Xin You.

Xin You's eyes lit up for a moment, and he raised the corners of his lips: "It's Mr. He."

She walked over and asked with a smile: "Is the banquet over?"

"It's over." He Qingxiao looked at her steadily.

"How's it going in the south? You're not going there again, are you?" The two were walking side by side, and Xin You could smell the faint smell of alcohol on the other side.

 The pungency of the wine collided with his own coldness to create a unique aura that made her heart skip a beat on this hot night.

 She admitted how good she felt when she met the person she wanted to meet.

"I shouldn't go. Things are going well in the south. From now on, it will be normal affairs, and there will be a dedicated person in charge." He Qingxiao answered Xin You's words in a calm tone, but the fire that the strong alcohol turned into in his belly made him aware of his uneasiness.

 After more than half a year of separation, even though he was as rational and calm as he was, he couldn't restrain his urge to see her.

"That's good, Mr. He can take a good rest." Xin You said plainly, but felt that every word coming out of his mouth was hot.

 She raised her eyes and looked over.

 He Qingxiao happened to look over.

 He had obviously drunk too much, a blush rose on his cold white cheeks, and his eyes became unpredictable, not as clear as water on weekdays.

“Master He, have you received the sugar?”

"Um."

 “Is it sweet?”

He Qingxiao looked at the girl with a flowery smile who asked him if it was sweet. The strong wine swallowed with sourness, and the love that had been restrained and endured for countless days and nights, finally broke through the dam called reason at this moment.

 He stretched out his hand and hugged Xinyou hard.

 Catch the honey that appears in his gloomy life.

 (End of this chapter)