Before Du Yiqing could react, a domineering and powerful hand pulled her directly, and by the time she came to her senses, she was already sitting in front of Dubei.
"Since Lord Messenger knows who this king is, can you ride with me on horseback?" Dobey said with a playful smile on his lips.
Damn it, you have caught everything, and now you are simply unable to get off the horse. If you say NO, you are looking down on the prince, so you can only nod.
"How dare you? What an honor!" Du Yiqing answered calmly and calmly, without any groveling or surprise or fear.
"Drive!" Duo Bei shouted, with a smile on his lips.
Du Yiqing tried her best to keep her back straight on the horse and not to come into contact with the prince, but she had no choice but to make the horse run faster and faster. When she got to the back, all Du Yiqing felt was the sound of wind and nothing else.
I don’t know if this prince did it on purpose.
Dobe felt that the body in front of him was a little stiff, and the smile on his face became even bigger.
When the horse gradually stopped, Du Yiqing saw that it was more like a stockade than a palace in Northern Xinjiang. The buildings had no red walls or white bricks. They were all made of wood, but they were also built.
Huge, but more like the feeling Du Yiqing had when he went to Yunnan tourist areas before...
"Here we are, don't you plan to come down, Lord Messenger? Or do you like to ride on the same horse with this prince?" Dobe's tone was teasing.
Du Yiqing felt something in her heart. What this prince said was a bit too frivolous? He was a messenger, and he was dressed as a man, could it be possible...
Suppressing the doubts in her mind, Du Yiqing and Duo Bei entered the largest room. The floor was covered with red velvet carpet, which showed the dignity of the owner of the room. The surrounding decorations were rich in cow bones and sheep bones.
As for the person sitting in the middle, unlike Emperor Liuyue, there is a golden dragon chair behind him, and a tiger skin beneath him. However, the person sitting on it is not a burly man, but more like a weak scholar.
But Du Yiqing felt like he had seen this frail scholar before somewhere.
"Du Yu, the envoy of Liuyue Kingdom, meets the King of Northern Xinjiang!" Du Yiqing just clasped her hands and said with a hint of respect.
The man sitting above said nothing, let alone said "no courtesy". Several people standing on both sides of the room also said nothing, as if Du Yiqing's words had installed a silencer in the room.
It stands to reason that no matter how much the other party refuses to give face, or plans to reject all of Du Yiqing's negotiation content, it is necessary to at least say 'no courtesy', but at the moment, Du Yiqing is extremely embarrassed.
Just when Du Yiqing was about to put down her fists and prepare to speak.
The man above said in a deep voice: "Okay, Mr. Messenger, what did you bring with you this time?"
What are you bringing? The implication is your qualifications for negotiation...
Du Yiqing didn't expect this man to be so straight to the point, without even making a few twists and turns.
"The King of Northern Xinjiang really loves to joke, so I naturally come here with sincerity. If I had brought a knife and a gun, the King of Northern Xinjiang would have arrested me long ago, wouldn't I?" Du Yiqing avoided the question and answered from the side.
Showing your trump card at this time is the best option.
"How dare you, the king is asking you, what benefits have you brought!" The burly man wearing a military helmet scolded him with an angry look at the side.
Du Yiqing glanced at it, and saw that this person looked like a martial artist. If he could appear here at this moment and interrupt himself openly, he must be the legendary defeated general who had fought against Delan many times, Mentop Du Yi.
Before Qing could react, a domineering and powerful hand pulled her directly, and by the time she came to her senses, she was already sitting in front of Dobe.
"Since Lord Messenger knows who this king is, can you ride with me on horseback?" Dobey said with a playful smile on his lips.
Damn it, you have caught everything, and now you are simply unable to get off the horse. If you say NO, you are looking down on the prince, so you can only nod.
"How dare you? What an honor!" Du Yiqing answered calmly and calmly, without any groveling or surprise or fear.
"Drive!" Duo Bei shouted, with a smile on his lips.
Du Yiqing tried her best to keep her back straight on the horse and not to come into contact with the prince, but she had no choice but to make the horse run faster and faster. When she got to the back, all Du Yiqing felt was the sound of wind and nothing else.
I don’t know if this prince did it on purpose.
Dobe felt that the body in front of him was a little stiff, and the smile on his face became even bigger.
When the horse gradually stopped, Du Yiqing saw that it was more like a stockade than a palace in Northern Xinjiang. The buildings had no red walls or white bricks. They were all made of wood, but they were also built.
Huge, but more like the feeling Du Yiqing had when he went to Yunnan tourist areas before...
"Here we are, don't you plan to come down, Lord Messenger? Or do you like to ride on the same horse with this prince?" Dobe's tone was teasing.
Du Yiqing felt something in her heart. What this prince said was a bit too frivolous? He was a messenger, and he was dressed as a man, could it be possible...
Suppressing the doubts in her mind, Du Yiqing and Duo Bei entered the largest room. The floor was covered with red velvet carpet, which showed the dignity of the owner of the room. The surrounding decorations were rich in cow bones and sheep bones.
As for the person sitting in the middle, unlike Emperor Liuyue, there is a golden dragon chair behind him, and a tiger skin beneath him. However, the person sitting on it is not a burly man, but more like a weak scholar.
But Du Yiqing felt like he had seen this frail scholar before somewhere.
"Du Yu, the envoy of Liuyue Kingdom, meets the King of Northern Xinjiang!" Du Yiqing just clasped her hands and said with a hint of respect.
The man sitting above said nothing, let alone said "no courtesy". Several people standing on both sides of the room also said nothing, as if Du Yiqing's words had installed a silencer in the room.
It stands to reason that no matter how much the other party refuses to give face, or plans to reject all of Du Yiqing's negotiation content, it is necessary to at least say 'no courtesy', but at the moment, Du Yiqing is extremely embarrassed.
Just when Du Yiqing was about to put down her fists and prepare to speak.
The man above said in a deep voice: "Okay, Mr. Messenger, what did you bring with you this time?"
What are you bringing? The implication is your qualifications for negotiation...
Du Yiqing didn't expect this man to be so straight to the point, without even making a few twists and turns.
"The King of Northern Xinjiang really loves to joke, so I naturally come here with sincerity. If I had brought a knife and a gun, the King of Northern Xinjiang would have arrested me long ago, wouldn't I?" Du Yiqing avoided the question and answered from the side.
Showing your trump card at this time is the best option.
"How dare you, the king is asking you, what benefits have you brought!" The burly man wearing a military helmet scolded him with an angry look at the side.
Du Yiqing glanced at it, and saw that this man looked like a martial artist. If he could appear here at this moment and interrupt his words openly, then he must be the legendary defeated general who had fought against Delan many times, Montop?