Jiang Yun smiled and said: "Why can't it be me? Isn't His Highness here too?"
King Xinling looked a little unnatural: "I am passing by here on business."
Jiang Yundao: "I happened to pass by here on business."
He looked at the busy restaurant and the medicine shop next door, and said in a gossipy tone: "The business of the Medicine Hall is so good that it makes people jealous."
"Uh-huh." King Xinling said perfunctorily: "There will be a palace banquet soon, won't Ambassador Jiang make preparations?"
Jiang Yun didn't care at all: "There's no need to make any preparations. I'm not Gu Fenglin. Could it be that His Highness needs to go?"
Prince Xinling said: "Don't tell me, we really need to make preparations. Let's just say goodbye."
Just as he was about to ask the coachman to start the carriage, Jiang Yun made a lightning move and suddenly opened his cloak.
Under the cloak is a trembling girl.
He is about 12 or 13 years old, with picturesque features, pink make-up, and elegant and exquisite dress.
She clutched the hem of King Xinling's clothes uneasily, her eyes were lowered, her face was pale, and she did not dare to raise her eyebrows.
When King Xinling saw it, he couldn't help but feel very distressed and glared at Jiang Yun: "What are you doing? You scared her!"
Jiang Yun smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, Your Highness. He is so young, so Jiang thought he was some kind of pet, but he didn't expect it to be a child."
He chewed the words "I'm a child" heavily and smiled very strangely.
King Xinling's face turned ugly, and the girl beside him lowered her head.
"The king has something else to do, so I won't talk to the envoy anymore and let's go!"
The carriage jumped out suddenly, not caring whether Jiang Yun would be injured if he stood so close.
Jiang Yun's entourage was immediately furious. He flipped his wrist and revealed a silver hook.
Jiang Yun held his hand and shook his head gently: "That's all."
The attendant said angrily: "What if the Marquis is hurt?"
Jiang Yun smiled and said: "Can he hurt me? He can't. Let's go to the palace as well."
On the carriage, King Xinling was still angry: "This envoy from Qi State, I have always seen him knowledgeable and knowledgeable, but I didn't expect him to be so ignorant!"
The little girl next to him lowered her head and whispered: "It's all my fault..."
Prince Xinling looked at her and his voice suddenly softened: "It has nothing to do with you. Stop at the intersection ahead and go back first."
Xiaoya looked up at him, full of expectation: "Will His Highness come over tonight?"
King Xinling hesitated: "The princess is going to give birth in these two days."
She continued: "I have a good idea about Mu Ying."
King Xinling's eyes flickered: "Okay, I will try my best to come here."
Xiaoya smiled sweetly, hugged his face tightly, kissed him hard, picked up her skirt, jumped out of the carriage, and ran away happily.
Prince Xinling touched his cheek, put away his smile, and said solemnly: "Go to the palace, and ask someone back home to ask if everything is ready."
The attendant responded outside the car and walked away quickly.
King Xinling leaned his head against the back wall of the car, closed his eyes and meditated.
At the same time, in the palace.
Mu Yunhan and others have already taken their seats one after another.
Her seat was a little further forward than last time, but among those of the same status, it was already considered a good one. It was sheltered from wind and snow and had a good view.
It's just that the people on the left and right sides are not very familiar, but she didn't come to chat with people and eat, so she just nodded lightly and said hello.
The banquet is about to begin, and the Queen Mother and the Emperor are the first to appear. (To be continued)