Don't be tempted, sir

Chapter 110 Banquet

Song Xiaoyuan turned to look at him. He was the same Shen Changqing as before, but now he was as crazy as his sister, the Saint... It didn't matter that he closed his eyes. It was very annoying to see him holding his sword.

"Song Xiaoyuan, there's nothing to watch! You are a prisoner, a bird in a cage. Now you can't even see the sky. There's no hope. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"What do you want to say?"

Shen Changqing turned around and looked at Song Xiaoyuan: "What are you talking about? You said that you should be like me, living in darkness and without freedom! I have survived until now thanks to Yining. Every time I receive news from the spies, I see how you bewitched her little by little, lured her to get close to you, and tricked her into getting engaged to you!"

Song Xiaoyuan remained calm and said, "I don't bother to do that. This is just your idea."

"Yining is so pure and kind, you! You are not worthy of her." Shen Changqing raised his sword and pointed it at Song Xiaoyuan: "Get up, let's fight"

Song Xiaoyuan was still lying there: "I can't beat you, so you win."

Shen Changqing lifted Song Xiaoyuan's collar, forced him to sit up and look at him, and said unhappily: "The Saint told me not to play you to death, let's see if you will die today!"

Song Xiaoyuan still has to find a way to get out tomorrow. Today he really doesn't want to move as he is recuperating from his injuries. He has been leaning on the bed for a long time without moving.

Shen Changqing became annoyed when he saw his gentle appearance: "Song Xiaoyuan, you always look so hypocritical. Where is your murderous look? Look at you now, half dead, but you won't live for much longer... Is the poison very painful? I used to feel so painful. I endured the pain and went back to see Yining... Yining... but seeing you two together hurts me even more!!" After saying that, Shen Changqing thought of something, smiled... and turned to leave the birdcage.

Song Xiaoyuan looked at his paranoid back. He was not like this before when he was in the Shen family. He was full of energy and always had a smile on his face. But now... he is really crazy.

There is nothing to see today. With the door of the pavilion closed, it is pitch black in the cage and nothing can be seen. It is truly dark without sunlight.

The next day, the Qiang Palace was brightly lit with music and singing, and the palace was filled with fine wine, fruits and grapes. Military governors from various countries came one after another. Shen Changjun and Zhao Jinmo, with their shadow guards in disguise, came early and were required to remove their swords after undergoing layers of inspection.

Shen Changjun stopped the imperial guards and said, "Hey, your Qiang Kingdom is holding a celebration, and our countries are here to participate sincerely. We are not allowed to bring swords when we come to your Qiang territory. Tell me, if you want to kill us, is it easy?"

After hearing this, the other countries also held down their swords. Zhao Jinmo said, "Or... do you mean this?"

"This..." The imperial guards were speechless.

Shen Changjun continued, "We, the Jiedushi, came to your Qiang country to attend the banquet. We didn't bring a large army with us! What can a few of us do? Are you afraid of killing your Saint?"

The imperial guards were immediately displeased and pointed their spears at Shen Changjun: "Envoy from the Liao Kingdom, don't speak nonsense!"

Shen Changjun stepped forward and put the spear to his chest: "Look, they are going to kill the envoy before we even enter the palace!"

"You...!" The imperial guards looked at the other military governors, all of whom showed an expression of wanting to leave. They put down their spears and said, "You stay here, we will ask for instructions, and the other envoys can check first."

"We want to stay too! Qiang soldiers, you go and ask for instructions!" The other military governors responded.

In the end, everyone came in with swords and the three shadow guards immediately scattered to look for Song Xiaoyuan. Zhao Jinmo and Shen Changjun came to the hall and sat down. Along the way, they met some people playing music but did not see Luo Xi.

After a while, everyone took their seats one after another. The saint lady came up in a red gauze and gold silk robe, looking at everyone present with sharp eyes. When she saw Shen Changjun, her eyes were playful. There might be something interesting tonight.

The saint raised her hand to signal, and the ladies at each table carried the pot and filled it with fine liquor for the envoys from various countries.

"Dear envoys, Qiang Kingdom thanks you for coming to celebrate the recovery of Loulan! Especially... Liao Kingdom..." The saint looked at Shen Changjun with cold eyes. The two looked at each other and drank the wine in the glass. They were unhappy and resentful.

"The Saint is truly amazing at making elixirs. The rest of us in the world probably don't dare to flatter her."

"Yes, a small pill has caused the Three Kingdoms... Oh no, now it's two countries! It's all in a mess. Loulan, in the end, was actually behind the scenes by your Qiang Kingdom!"

"The Saint has great means!"

Several countries looked down on a mere woman in power, and used such cunning and sinister means, using drugs to deceive people and persuade Loulan to use drugs, which eventually led to the Liao Kingdom killing countless Loulan soldiers, and the Qiang Kingdom quietly occupied most of Loulan! Such unpresentable means are despicable...

The saint calmly drank and said, "My envoys, if you talk too much, aren't you afraid that the wine may be poisoned?"

"Humph, such despicable means are what you women would do!" The envoys from several countries left the table angrily.

The saint clenched the cup in her hand, raised the wine and drank it all, then waved her hand to signal for singing and dancing.

Music started playing on the second floor, and a dancer walked into the hall, dancing in her long skirt. Zhao Jinmo raised his eyes to look at the second floor, and their eyes met. Although Luo Xi had a pearl curtain on her face, he could recognize her at a glance. Her pupils, one blue and one yellow, were so colorful.

After the music ended, Luo Xi gently raised his hand and shook the green ring tied with a string.

"Cousin, look what that is." Zhao Jinmo had never seen it before, but Shen Changjun recognized it at a glance.

"Xiao Yuan!! Those are the rings that Yining gave to Xiao Yuan!"

The music continued. Luo Xi had no way to go out and could only continue playing. From Zhao Jinmo's furrowed brow, he already knew that it was that adult's thing.

Zhao Jinmo went out first, and the disguised shadow guard came to report: "Emissary, there is a pavilion, heavily guarded! I don't know what's inside..."

"Yes! It's that place! Just now..." After confirming the ring, Zhao Jinmo immediately returned to the banquet.

"Cousin, the western pavilion is heavily guarded!"

Shen Changjun drank the wine in the glass and put it down heavily: "Okay!"

After a while, one of the envoys at the banquet felt unbearable stomach pain and went to the toilet.

The envoys had stomachaches one after another. They put down the roasted mutton in their hands and asked unhappily: "Saint, you..."

"Are you going to kill us today too, Saint?"

"Yes!"

"Saint, you have poisoned Loulan. Now you even ignore the envoys from our countries!"

"Ouch, I'm starting to feel pain too..."

The Saint looked at the chaos in the hall and drank the wine, saying, "My Lord's poison will not allow you to talk so much!"

"You, you, you, why don't you hand over the antidote quickly!"

"Witch! Hand over the antidote..."

The saintly lady put down her wine cup, slammed the table and stood up. Seeing that everyone at Shen Changjun's table was gone, she got down from the podium and said angrily, "There is no antidote. Just wait to die!" and left the banquet hall.

"Where is the Liao envoy just now?"

"Slave... the palace was too chaotic, and I couldn't keep an eye on it for a while..."