It was getting darker outside. An Weier waited at the door for a long time. She thought that she had probably touched the meal time but never saw any palace maids and eunuchs delivering night food to them. She was a little anxious.

He quietly pushed open half of the door, and only a pair of eyes were exposed to look into the room. At this time, Zilu was massaged for the princess' eyes, so he became even more anxious. He closed the door and took a quick step down the steps.

After walking a few steps, she happened to see a palace maid who often came to deliver food, and immediately asked about it. The palace maid was holding a stack of newly washed clothes in her hand. At this moment, she seemed very confused when facing An Weier's questioning. A few seconds later, she shook her head firmly and explained that the boss did not have the will of her life for Princess Luoyang today.

"Is this sister a mistake? My princess has lived there for three days. What can you do in the imperial kitchen? Can you forget this?" An Weier mistakenly thought that it was a servant who missed something and said that His Majesty had never given an order.

"There is a princess of Da Shang living in the palace. This servants must never make mistakes. The superiors really said that there is no need to arrange additional meals for the princess today." The palace maid seemed a little anxious, afraid that there was too much work on her hands and she didn't have time to send her to the palace. So before An Wei'er could speak, the palace maid quickly handed over the skirt to An Wei'er, "This is the clothes that I have washed and ironed for the princess."

"Oh... Then, that's a good girl..." An Wei'er was holding the clothes in her hand and guessing what His Majesty meant. As soon as she turned around, she was stopped by the palace maid. An Wei'er turned around in confusion, "Is there anything else?"

The palace maid took Duanmu's hand and changed the center of gravity, freed up one hand to take it in her pocket for a while, and then a small Ping Anfu appeared in her palm, "This was what Princess Liyang tied on this change of clothes. The servants took out the clothes halfway through the washing."

An Weier took it and looked carefully. It was indeed the peace and blessing on her waist, which was given to her by the empress before she left.

The palace maid saw An Weier and said carefully, "When I fished it up, I felt that it was hard, like something was soaked in water and clumped. Is this the custom of your businessmen? But if the spices cannot be used, I don't have to take responsibility, right? Your princess forgot..."

The palace maid talked a lot, probably for the purpose of not holding their slaves accountable.

"I know your life is hard, don't worry, our princess is kind and generous on weekdays and will not cause trouble for you just a peace talisman." An Weier was a little impatient, moved her eyes away and put the things in her pocket.

What's more, after accepting this thing, I didn't take it seriously after I accepted it, so I naturally wouldn't come to the door to cause trouble for this small object. After all, I have never seen her do such a thing that I've been full in the past five years.

An Weier was thinking about how to deal with this peace and happiness. If she was given to her now, it would have caused trouble to the princess. It would be better not to give it to her. After returning to the Da Shang Palace, she would hand it to Wan Wei, let her put it on her body and then sway in front of the empress, so that the princess would know that it was not discarded in the middle of the road. It would be enough.

Thinking about her heart, An Wei'er had already returned to the palace gate without realizing it.

A tall figure stood outside the hall waiting. An Weier stepped forward and looked, "Hey, this is Mr. Mo Ziran!"

"I've seen Mr. Mo!" An Wei'er walked up to him a few steps and almost bowed, "Does Mr. Mo come to find my princess? Just wait for me now..."

"Someone has already gone in and reported it."

"Oh..." The atmosphere was a little wrong, and An Weier ran into the room with her head silenced.

As soon as he entered the room, he did not see Zilu. Instead, he saw Wanli changing clothes with the help of the maid. The maid's hands were very stupid and he could not handle the buttons of the shawl. An Weier couldn't stand it anymore. She walked over and waved her hand to let the maid take it off. She changed clothes for Wanli herself. While changing, she murmured, "Where is this going? Did the princess have a plan today?"

"Today, Shen Muchen set up a small banquet at Tsinghua Palace to entertain envoys from both countries. There is no reason to refuse."

An Weier was very happy, "The princess said that she couldn't refuse, but she honestly found the most beautiful and grand skirt. I'm afraid the princess is not in a different way, hehe~"

"That's not." Li Wanwei's tone was very plain, and her tone was comparable to March in the cold winter, making people shudder. "I didn't think I would change it, but he sent me a message and specifically told me to wear it more gracefully. I did this just to give him the face that the emperor should have."

"..." An Weier didn't dare to say anything more, so she had to speed up her time to take care of everything for the late night.

The people outside the door urged and urged them, and they almost went back and forth several times before they saw the people from Ziliyang.

As soon as the door opened, the first thing that caught my eye was a white and bright dress. The hem of the skirt was fluffy to the ankle and exposed a pair of shoes made of silver silk. The white jewelry on the hem was polished into small, smooth beads, hanging on the hem in an orderly manner. Every step he took would shake and shine. The shawl supported by goose feathers on the outside stretched downward along the curve of the arm and covered the exposed position of the heels...

Mo Ziran had never seen Li Wanli like this before, and almost forgot what he should say. "Princess Luoyang please do it here."

Li Wan nodded, "Please lead the way, Lord Mo"

In the evening, I brought two or three stairs. There was a silver bell at the tip of each stairs. The bells would make a faint sound as the wind blows and shakes. The sound was as crisp as the yellow orioles in the early morning...

(At the banquet)

Li Wanli came to the banquet. The ranking was very interesting. On the left, there were princesses and envoys from the vassal states, while on the right, sitting in the right seat.

Originally, Li Wanwei was about to walk towards the seat on the right, but when he saw Zilu sitting in the right position, he suddenly frowned between his eyebrows, and he didn't know what he meant now.

"Ye'er, come and sit by my side"

Just when Li Wanwei was at a loss, Shen Muchen's voice came to his ears.

Wan Li came back to his senses and looked carefully. There was only one seat on Zi Lu's head, and there was one more seat next to Shen Muchen. This seat should be owned by the queen.

"Ah? I..." Li Wanxiu still didn't react and subconsciously moved a few steps towards Zilu.

Before he could fully react, Li Wanwei only felt a chill behind him. When he looked back, he saw that it was Mo Ziran.

Mo Ziran leaned into Li Wanli's ear and said a few words, "Your Majesty said that if you are willing to cooperate with him in performing a show in front of the envoys of the vassal state, maybe Your Majesty can consider trading with the Da Shang for five years."
Chapter completed!