The fireworks fell and the red lights were hanging high. Everyone came to their senses from the dazzling scene just now and looked at Wen Yao's location under the queen's instructions.

Mo Dongliu flashed and disappeared into the darkness, and was not discovered by anyone.

Seeing that he was attracting attention, Wen Yao immediately smiled: "I don't know."

The straightforward and neat answer made people speechless, and the queen smiled and said, "Your chess skills can even be matched by my father, so how can you not dance?"

Wen Yao walked out of the crowd, her spine straightened, and her face was as usual: "I know martial arts and don't dance. If you want to watch it, then I can perform a part."

Before the queen could speak, she heard someone in the crowd echoing: "Then please let Your Highness show it?"

Wen Yao narrowed his eyes, and his delicate pretty face reflected the shining light of the candlelight. The bright moonlight shone, making her outline more exquisite and beautiful.

It was like a fairy under the moon, which made the young rich children so shocked that they opened their eyes wide, unable to speak, and looked at Wen Yao's face intently.

It's indeed...it's a bit nicer.

It is better to meet than to meet. People say that Wen Yao is good-looking and is more beautiful than Wen Yu, the first beauty in the capital. They only feel unbelievable, but they have seen a real person recently. Just because of her simple makeup, she has already been

Be deeply rooted in people's hearts.

The Xixia princess was also a beautiful woman, with a charming attitude, while Wen Yao gradually showed the style of being superior to the blue and superior to the blue as she grew up.

"Since you want to see it, then the princess will be ugly."

She raised the corners of her lips, with a hint of banter between her expressions, and raised her eyebrows and looked at the direction of the queen.

The queen couldn't help but feel uncomfortable by her eyes. She suddenly raised Wen Yao and wanted to give Wen Yao a warning.

Tell her that she still has an absolute status in this palace, and even if she becomes the princess of the country, she is still under her control.

"Whoever has a sword, take it for use."

Seeing her asking for a sword, the people around him looked at each other, and Mei'er quickly reminded: "Your Highness, you are not allowed to come with weapons when attending the palace banquet."

"oh."

Wen Yao nodded, suddenly jumped and held a bouquet of cylindrical fireworks that had not yet been lit in his hand.

"Just use it."

As she spoke, she flipped over and the fireworks in her hand had turned into a ray of light and shadow, and the wind was shining in the air, making people scream endlessly.

When the queen saw Wen Yao performing seriously and obediently, she gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned around, winked at a maid behind her, and lowered her voice and said, "Go and invite someone over."

Wen Yao in front of him had a graceful posture. The sword dance was even more amazing than the real dance. Everyone was shocked by this performance and didn't even dare to show off their grandeur.

All eyes were focused at this time at Wen Yao who was surrounded by the center.

Wen Yao's breath was calm, and behind him, the light flashed in his eyes, and his fingertips suddenly pushed lightly under the fireworks.

A fire gushed out and rushed directly into the sky. Everyone exclaimed in surprise, and a burst of joyful laughter gradually spread.

But before the laughter could be dissipated, the fire in the air fell and drew a circle and fell down.

This is not the point, what is important is that the fire was smashed by the queen.

The speed was too fast, and the queen could not dodge at all. The spark fell directly on the queen's bun. She screamed and quickly slapped it with the sleeve in her hand. But the fireworks set off by the gunpowder were so easy to extinguish, and the palace maids around her came over.

Helped, countless hands hit the queen's head, and screams were chaotic. The people who were still watching the fun had already silenced and stared at the queen's miserable situation with wide eyes.

That must have been an accident just now...

Who would have thought that the fireworks did not explode in the air, but blew on the queen's head.

What's more, the fire flew so high, who could calculate the place where the queen was so accurately, which would not be of any benefit to Wen Yao.

Wen Yao covered his lips and looked surprised: "Oh, Queen, why are you so unlucky?"

She hurriedly explained: "You all present should have seen it. The fireworks I just released in mid-air. How could I hurt the queen in full view of everyone?"

What she said makes sense. Even the queen herself couldn't imagine why this happened. After a storm, the fireworks on the queen's hair finally went out. She gritted her teeth and glared at Wen Yao, her eyes full of red bloodshots.

Even his long hair was burned halfway.

A burnt smell drifted in the air. The queen wiped the corners of her charred mouth and looked at Wen Yao angrily: "Look at the good things you did!"

Wen Yao looked guilty: "Are the Empress injured? Why are you still standing there? Why don't you call the Imperial Doctor?"

The queen pushed away the maids behind her who were holding her, but she was not injured, but her hair was half gone, and she looked like a crazy woman at this time, without any image.

Restraining the anger in his heart, the queen saluted the emperor: "I will go back and wash up, and I will not be able to accompany the emperor for the time being."

The emperor was very generous: "Queen, go quickly, just be fine if you are not injured. No one expected this accident to happen."

Even the emperor made this incident an accident, so the queen naturally had no way to make things difficult for Wen Yao. She held her breath and shook her sleeves away, with a little irritable aura hidden in her entire body.

The feeling of being filled with anger and unable to vent my heart was very uncomfortable. Wen Yao was very happy to see it.

This is the price to spend her time with entertainment. She still wants to see if the queen dares to target her like this next time.

The emperor asked the queen to escort her back to rest. When he saw that the night was too late, he coughed gently.

A little eunuch behind him helped him tighten his clothes. Although his condition had stabilized with Wen Qing's help, it did not mean that everything had been cured.

"It's getting late, so you guys, please go back and rest early."

The New Year is over, the New Year is coming, and New Year's Eve has passed, and the ministers and relatives have left.

But Wen Yao did not leave. She stayed in the palace where Concubine Shu lived. There were people cleaning it here, so she temporarily lived here tonight.

Mo Dongliu is now in the palace. I am afraid that the emperor will arrange to summon the envoy of Xixia early tomorrow morning. She has never seen Jin Xun and Si Feng before, and they must have wanted to see her.

As the only bloodline of the Western Xia Kingdom, the Emperor of Xixia is likely to really hand over the throne to her after his death. Anyone who has grasped her whereabouts in advance will win half of the way to fight for power in the future.

The next morning, the morning dew was solemn, and the frost hung on the window frame, making people notice the cold wind that was shattering.

Early on, Mei'er had already prepared a hand stove and made the room where Wen Yao lived warm.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Mei'er fiddling with the charcoal fire with her back. When she heard the movement, she immediately stood up: "Your Highness, how do you feel?"

Wen Yao's eyes were a little wet and rosy when they opened. She raised her hand and touched her forehead: "It seems like she was catching a cold."

I felt a little uncomfortable, but it didn't affect much.

Mei'er touched her forehead with her hands: "It's really a little burning. You have a good rest first. I'll go and cook ginger soup."

Wen Yao got up and changed his clothes. Mei'er had just left. Many eunuchs came outside the courtyard and informed Wen Yao to go to the Golden Palace.

The Golden Palace is a place where the ministers discuss important matters. After the year's closing, all officials and **** had to rest for a while. Unfortunately, when the Western Xia envoys came this time, they could not keep the envoys outside.

Moreover, the status of these two envoys is extraordinary, and it is very likely to be the help of repelling Nanyan. As long as the threat from Nanyan is gone, the Northern Song Dynasty will continue to be peaceful for decades.

She followed a few eunuchs who led the way and stood outside the gate of the Golden Palace. Several people dressed in different clothes from the Northern Song Dynasty guarded the gate. The Western Xia Kingdom was in the northwest region, with more deserts and less water. Some folk customs were also very large with the Northern Song Dynasty and Southern Yan.

The difference.

The Northern Song and Southern Yan were located in the Central Plains, with bright seasons and frequent negotiations between the two countries, so sometimes they are not very clear from clothing.

She strode into the Golden Palace and felt a slight depression around her. Her eyebrows raised slightly, and her expression did not change: "Changyao has seen the emperor."

"Changyao, today I want to take you to know two people."

The emperor had a smile on his lips, and this time he was quite easy-going to Wen Yao.

Most of what Wen Yao encountered in the Northern Song Dynasty was related to her identity.

She looked at the two people in the seat on the right. One was tall and big, nearly two meters tall. She had a fierce face and frowned slightly, and was not angry but powerful.

He was wearing silver armor, with his hands around his chest, and his eyes looked at her with scrutiny.

The other one, with a handsome face, a smile on his eyes, no beard, gives people a feeling of a breeze and warm sun, speaks softly, and although his voice is neutral, he is not feminine.

Si Feng was wearing a dark purple robe embroidered with python pattern and stood up to salute Wen Yao: "Si Tingjian Si Feng, pay homage to His Highness Princess, Your Highness Princess, Your Highness Princess is safe!"

Wen Yao replied: "I have heard of the great name of the master for a long time, and I have long admired him for a long time."

Si Feng didn't expect Wen Yao to be so polite, and the smile on his face became softer: "This time, the humble and the *** meeting rushed to the Northern Song Dynasty Palace together, with the purpose of welcoming the princess back. The emperor was seriously ill and had been in a coma for several days, and was dying.

I wrote a will before, saying that the throne would be passed to the orphans left by His Royal Highness the Princess, that is, you!"

Xixia attaches great importance to bloodlines, but there have been queens since ancient times, so no one has any objections to this passing.

In addition, the King of Xixia is now in his life and is about to die, and no one is willing to refute and confront. In addition,... he is just a woman. Even if he becomes an emperor, he will not be able to call the wind and rain. It is still only in their hands.

A chess piece, a puppet.
Chapter completed!