The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 256
King Yun's words are better than his songs, and if the expression on his face is more sincere, it may be more touching.

But at this moment, looking at his face that seems to be smiling but not smiling, Jun Rong only has one feeling - this person deserves to be beaten.

The person who carried the things stood back and stood aside, and everyone stretched their necks curiously to look this way.

Xiao Yu raised his eyes to look at King Yun: "The kindness of King Yun is really touching."

King Yun smiled calmly and said, "It's okay."

Xiao Yu: "..."

Praise you?Why are you so thick-skinned?
Jun Rong put down the wine cup in his hand, and pointed to the tightly wrapped "big gift", "Why doesn't King Yun ask you to remove the red cloth to open your eyes? Let's see what kind of rare treasure it is." , can be so loved by King Yun?"

King Yun leaned on the back of the chair and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's words are wrong. Although this thing is my king's favorite, but now that I give it to His Majesty, this thing belongs to Your Majesty. You have to lift the red cloth with your own hands. , is perfect."

He casually pointed to the surrounding palace lanterns: "And the lights in this hall must be turned off, otherwise it will be too bright to appreciate the beauty of this thing."

"Oh?" Xiao Yu and Jun Rong looked at each other, feeling that King Yun's proposal sounded unreliable.

King Yun nodded: "So please Your Majesty to condescend to come down and lift the red cloth in person. I guarantee that Your Majesty will like it."

Jun Rong squinted at King Yun, and King Yun looked at him frankly, as if he really had no other ideas but wanted him to open the gift himself.

"What's the matter? Your Majesty is worried about this king?" King Yun changed his gentleness just now, put one hand on the table, leaned forward slightly, and the sense of oppression burst out instantly.

Looking at his eyes that were as sharp as a knife's edge, everyone present couldn't help holding their breath slightly, and their aura suddenly became tense.

What is this for?Do you want to fight?Just because of a gift?Or did he do it on purpose, just to make use of it?

The voice from the musician's side also stopped, and the quietness of the hall could be heard.

Just when everyone's emotions reached a critical point, Xiao Yu chuckled lightly, picked up the wine cup and took a sip, then put down the wine cup in a moderate manner.

"Boom-"

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows lightly, and looked at King Yun with deep eyes: "What does King Yun mean by this?"

King Yun looked at her playfully, his eyes were sharp: "What does the regent mean?"

Xiao Yu stood up, walked out from behind the table and stood in front of the gift, standing with his hands behind his back.

She glanced at King Yun: "King Yun took such a thing and said it was his beloved. He insisted on letting His Majesty reveal it himself. Who knows if there is any fraud in it? He said that the two countries are friendly, but in the end OK……"

Xiao Yu prolonged the ending, and looked at King Yun with a half-smile: "Who can tell clearly?"

She strolled to the front of King Yun's case, and looked down at King Yun: "Do you think so, King Yun?"

King Yun did not retreat but advanced, just looked up at Xiao Yu, saw his own shadow reflected in her bright black eyes, couldn't help laughing: "The regent is too careful, right? If this king moves on the gift Hands and feet, what have you really done to the emperor of your country, will this king still be able to walk out of this Fang Palace alive?"

"No, but what if your country is playing with the idea of ​​one life for another? You can gamble, but this king can't afford it. After all, it's done. What you Fengguo lost is just a mere prince. Let's do it!" No, but it is a wise king, which is more important, isn't it clear at a glance?"

King Yun immediately narrowed his eyes, with a dangerous expression like a wolf ready to go.

"You mean—the life of His Majesty in your country is more precious than this king?"

Xiao Yu turned around and walked back to the front of the congratulatory gift, stretched out his hand to caress the red cloth: "In Daqian, it is naturally the emperor Jingui of Dagan, and when he goes to Fengguo, King Yun is naturally also precious."

King Yun stared at her closely, and Xiao Yu slowly touched the outline of the gift: "In order to prove my innocence, should King Yun let your people uncover the red cloth?"

Xiao Yu set King Yun up. If he doesn't let the people of Yun Country touch him, it will prove that he has a ghost in his heart, but if he lets the people of Yun Country expose it himself, it will be embarrassing.

Taking a step back, even if he wanted to speak, he couldn't be the one who said it. He, King Yun, would never be held hostage by anyone.

But in this game, he lost.

With a chuckle, he restrained his entire body, leaned back, and lazily raised his eyelids to glance at the sixth princess beside him.

The Sixth Princess understood and was about to stand up, but the Ninth Prince was one step ahead of her, stood up abruptly and walked to the center of the hall, "Isn't it just a rag, what good ink marks are there? You don't dare to do anything, my highness comes down!"

He walked across to Xiao Yu, and glared at Xiao Yu through the congratulatory gift: "You girls are talking nonsense."

"Hey——His Royal Highness Ninth Prince can throw it up as soon as he wants, why do you want to vent your anger on the regent who I have done so much?"

The prime minister stroked his beard with a smile: "Since your country has a clear conscience, then take off the red cloth, and let's just smile away our grievances."

"That's right, the regent is also thinking about the great country and society, what's wrong?"

Duke Ding also echoed, and the officials seemed to have found their own mouths suddenly. Every word you said, they all picked up the soft persimmon of the Ninth Prince.

The Ninth Prince was very angry: "You, you—"

He grabbed the edge of the red cloth, "Come on, put out the candles in the hall, my Highness insists on letting you take a good look at who is behind the scenes!"

However, it was useless for him to speak, and no one moved, and the scene was a bit embarrassing for a while.

It was still Xiao Yu who said to Zhou Xi: "Just do what His Highness Jiu said, and turn off the lights."

"Yes."

Zhou Xi asked the maids to blow out the lights in the hall, and the whole hall was dark in an instant, and everyone was uneasy.

Han Yi and Ning Zhao stepped forward subconsciously, leaning tightly on Jun Rong's chair, for fear of accidents.

In the pitch blackness, the Ninth Prince grabbed the red cloth and lifted it upwards. Suddenly, the radiance was bright and brilliant, and everyone in the audience was shocked.

"This...is this Ye Mingzhu?"

"No, it's a tree!"

"My ancestor, I'm afraid this is not a fairy tree?"

Xiao Yu was the closest person to the tree besides the Ninth Prince. The moment the red cloth was lifted, she was inevitably amazed.

I saw that the half-person tall tree was full of luster, glowing with a soft moon-white light.

The branches and leaves are stretched, and there is not a single flower, but it has a natural beauty.

The trunk and branches are completely natural, like a fairy tree in the moon palace, and the light inside seems to be flowing slowly.

This tree is indeed so rare that people forget the vulgarity when they see it. They want to praise it, but they don't know what words to use to describe it.

In the end, I can only say: "This tree should only exist in the sky, how many times can the world hear it?"

"It's beautiful."

Everyone sighed and sighed, but Xiao Yu came back to his senses after being amazed, stretched out his hand to touch the tree, and when he touched a branch, something suddenly fell down.

Xiao Yu was stunned, and put the thing into his sleeve pocket before the lights came on, and then he called nonchalantly: "Come here, hold the lamp——"

　I don't know if you can see the foreshadowing I planted. About King Yun...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)