Chapter 430: Is He Well?

her go so easily, she would have been prepared in advance. Tonight, would be the death date for both her and Wutong."Miss, Miss..." Wutong awoke to the sound and gasped when she saw what was happeni...All the officials raised their cups, most with embarrassed expressions avoiding eye contact with Yīngshēng on his throne. But to everyone's surprise, Yīngshēng didn't show anger. Instead, he kept a faint smile throughout.

"Look, Yìshēng raised his cup and said to the crowd, "That's right, today is indeed a day worth celebrating. Come, everyone, let's have a toast."

Yì shēng's compromise only fueled the discontent among the civil and military officials. Some of them exchanged glances, each pair of eyes reflecting their disdain for this new barbarian emperor. Their gazes seemed to say, "The barbarians' kingdom will soon change hands."

After the first cup of wine was downed, the singing and dancing performance on stage became even more lively. After everyone had a laugh and shared some food, Zhao Cheng toasted again with a second and third cup. Seeing that the King, was so hospitable to Zhao Cheng, all the civil and military officials fawned over him. No one dared to offend Zhao Cheng, and they all rushed forward to toast him.

Although Qin Luoyan was a woman, due to her special status, she was also arranged at the end of the banquet. A simple-looking Xu Hou sat beside her.

Both remained silent, merely observing the scene before them – the bustling crowds, the lively music and dance. It seemed as though this joyous spectacle had no bearing on them. Although they sat among the revelers, their presence felt strangely detached, removed from the vibrant energy of the moment.

Qin Luoyan kept glancing at the sky. The night sky, with only one star twinkling, inexplicably made her feel a tightness in her chest. She had a feeling that something important was happening, but she couldn't grasp it.

She shook her head, poured herself a cup of sake, and raised the cup to her lips, savoring it slowly. She told herself that perhaps she was feeling uneasy because of tonight's planned action by the three powerful families.

However, a woman's sixth sense is always so magical. Deep down in her heart, there was a feeling that today's unease wasn't necessarily because of the gathering of the three prominent families tonight.

"You don't look so well" Xu Hou looked at her distractedly and couldn't help but softly ask.

Qin Luoyan came to her senses and looked at Xu Hou with a dazed expression. After hesitating for a long time, she asked, "Where is Xiaolong"

When Xu Houjian saw that she hadn't answered his question, but instead glared at Xiaolong and kicked him heavily, he cautiously said, "Xiaolong should be hiding in the shadows. If you want to find him, I'll help you look."

Qin Luoyan nodded, "Then I'll have to trouble Brother Xu."

Xu Houying responded with a sound, got up and left his seat. He moved back and forth very quickly, but after a while he returned to Qin Luoyan's side, but this time he was accompanied by a young eunuch.

The little eunuch bowed his head and respectfully carried a pot of wine to Qin Luoyan's side, pouring her a drink. Qin Luoyan raised her head and glanced at him. Although she didn't recognize his appearance, his eyes felt very familiar.

"Xiao Long" Qin Luoyan lightly called out, leaving no trace. The little eunuch didn't raise his head, only responded softly.

Qin Luoyan was now certain of his identity. He was indeed a servant by upbringing, and no matter what role he played, he did it so convincingly that there wasn't the slightest flaw to be found.

"What can I do for you, miss" Xiao Long whispered as he poured her wine.

Qin Luoyan took the wine cup and drank a sip, hesitated for a moment, then asked again, "I just want to know, how is your master now"

Xiaolong couldn't help but raise his head in surprise, glancing at her before quickly hiding it again. He learned about the relationship between her and Fu Zimu later through colleagues. Logically, they were both people who pushed each other away, yet they both kept thinking about each other.

He sighed and said, "I contacted General Niwan yesterday, and the Master is still safe and sound at Rong Family Manor."

"Yesterday..." Qin Luoyan took a swig of wine, feeling a burning sensation in her throat. She coughed lightly twice and continued, "Do you still have the carrier pigeon that was in contact with him Go ask about his current situation for me."

"Uh..." Xiaolong seemed completely unprepared for her request. He was momentarily stunned, frowning and pondering for a while before finally gritting his teeth and nodding.

"Right...don't say I asked." Qin Luoyan saw Xiaolong getting up to leave and reminded him again.

Xiaolong's steps faltered, he froze for a moment, but didn't ask anything. Then, he simply said, "Good."

At the banquet, after three rounds of drinks, Zuocheng was toasted by civil and military officials in succession. After several rounds, he became slightly drunk. Everyone knew that there were always people in this world who, once they got drunk, felt that the whole world belonged to them, and Zuocheng was exactly one of these people. After drinking, he felt even more arrogant. He held his sword and came to the center of the hall, saying that he was feeling inspired and wanted to dance with his sword for everyone.

Of course, all the civil and military officials applauded enthusiastically and showered him with praise. Seeing that Zuo Cheng had taken the stage, the dancers quickly withdrew gracefully.

"General Zhao is a true hero forged on the battlefield. It would be an honor to see General Zhao wield his sword with my own eyes. However, seeing General Zhao practice alone doesn't quite showcase his commanding presence. A single red flower needs green leaves to complement its beauty. Perhaps we could have some agile guards join General Zhao for a demonstration"

A civil official stepped forward and spoke loudly. This official had been the most enthusiastic when offering toasts earlier, having raised his cup to salute Zuocheng many times. What's more, he was a silver-tongued orator, slipping in flattering words every now and then. In just a short while, he had managed to charm Zuocheng into submission.

Zuo Cheng was startled at first, then saw the official and nodded to him with a dismissive gesture. "You little rascal, here you are again flattering me. But I'm in a good mood today, so let you have your way! Alright, all the guards here, who is willing to come up and dance swords with me, Zuo Cheng If you do well, Zuo Cheng will reward you handsomely!"

As the saying goes, the higher an artist's skill, the braver they are. Zuocheng perhaps felt that he was in control of everything, so he was fearless and looked down on everyone, especially the guards. He seemed to regard them as ants, and maybe in his eyes, none of them were his match.

Under heavy rewards, there must be brave men. Soon, guards with swords came forward. Those guards were all well-mannered. After they went on stage, they first bowed deeply to Zuocheng, which made Zuocheng gain full marks on the surface, and then surrounded him.

"Come at me, all of you! For every move you block, your rank goes up!" Zhao Cheng loudly announced the reward, making the eyes of the several guards gleam even brighter.

You have to know that the promotion of guards is strictly managed. As a general, he has no qualifications to interfere with the promotion of palace guards. But Zhao Cheng actually gave out such rewards without the king's permission. This means he completely didn't put the king in his eyes.

Although everyone saw it and felt some resentment, no one dared to speak up and criticize him directly.

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