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Feng Xue Han nodded his head, his deep purple eyes looked at Yun Weiyang indifferently, and said: "Let's go!"

"Alright!" Just as she was about to walk out of the hall, Eunuch Li's horsetail whisk blocked her path. With her eyebrows slightly raised, her tone carried an unknown sense of mockery as she asked: "Eunuch Li, what is the meaning of this?"

Eunuch Li gritted his teeth, trying his best to resist the pressure that came from Feng Xue Han's body. He forced out a smile and said: "The emperor has decreed that only Xuanyan Weiyang is allowed to enter the palace."

As if he hadn't heard Eunuch Li's words, Feng Xue Han looked into the distance and coldly said two words, "Move aside!" His voice was not loud, but it carried a deterrence that could not be refused.

"This ?" Eunuch Li stood on the spot with a troubled expression. For a moment, he didn't know what to do. He couldn't not follow the emperor's imperial decree, but he didn't dare disobey this godlike Feng Xue Han either.

Feng Xue Han lightly waved his hand and a wave of power came from his sleeve and swept towards Eunuch Li. Then, without even looking at Eunuch Li, he lifted his foot and walked out.

Walking out of the hall, Yun Weiyang saw Eunuch Li being swept away by Feng Xuehan's power, and her advancing footsteps paused, as she said to the side: "Eunuch Li, you need to be self-aware!" With that, he quickly followed the white clothed figure without even looking at the other.

"Cough, cough ?" His old face had already lost its color, and the purple python robe on his body was also covered in dust. Looking at the disappearing figures of the group, Eunuch Li managed to stabilize his body with great difficulty. Actually, he was very clear that Feng Xue Han had shown mercy.

Because there weren't many pedestrians on the road, the carriage quickly drove to the imperial palace. Getting off the carriage, Yun Weiyang gave Yi Na and Thousand Shadows a meaningful glance before entering the imperial palace with Feng Xuehan.

Suddenly, Feng Xue Han stopped walking, and extended his hand towards Yun Weiyang, saying in a gentle voice, "Central'er!"

Yun Weiyang had never heard Feng Xuehan speak in such a gentle voice, unlike the usual cold, indifferent, and comfortable. Not bad, comfortable, as if the clouds in the sky were drifting past, indifferent, ethereal, scattered by the wind, accompanied by the sound of the wind blowing leaves, it gave off a long and alluring feeling, like listening to an immortal music.

Her snow-white robes were loose, and her wide sleeves hung down to the ground. Her hair was tied up, but a lot of it was still hanging down, as if she were wearing a heavy black cloak. The door of the hall was wide, reflecting the sky, and sometimes a cloud would pass by. He would quietly stretch out his hand to her from the center of the door, as if he were embedded in a painting.

Even though they had been together for such a long time, they would still be unable to stop themselves from falling into it. A thick sense of satisfaction suddenly emerged from her heart, this kind of unparalleled beauty belonged to her, and the corners of Yun Weiyang's mouth lightly formed a bright and satisfied smile, as though she was wrapped up in a blazing sun.

Looking at his long and slender fingers that were as clear as jade, Yun Weiyang took a deep breath, and held the hand in front of him tightly in his palm. The force in his hand tightened, and he looked at Feng Xue Han with a determined gaze.

This was the first time Feng Xue Han saw Yun Weiyang smiling so satisfactorily, like a flower blooming in a bud. It was a bit raw, but it carried an unconcealed heat, and his ice-cold indifferent eyes flashed with warmth. Feng Xue Han's pursed his lips into a faint smile, and then he held Yun Weiyang's hand and walked into the main hall.

Above the steps was the Emperor's Dragon Throne. Looking further down, the main hall was currently filled with people, and when they saw Yun Weiyang and Feng Xue Han appear, they both looked at them together. Their eyes were filled with worry, jealousy, gloating, and confidence.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony was a place where all the officials of the imperial court gathered early in the morning. It was beautifully decorated, with pillars and pillars painted in gold, and golden dragons carved from gold hovered above it. Each and every one of them was as lifelike as a real dragon, standing tall and majestic.

It was a pity that Yun Weiyang did not have the mood to praise the excellent carving techniques of the ancient people, and all the malicious gazes fell upon her. Because of something, she knew more than anyone else what was going on, and was afraid that these people would be eager to see her in trouble.

The corners of Yun Weiyang's mouth carried a faint smile, and her eyes swept the people present with ridicule. Very good, everything that should be happening has arrived, and she thought that she was just an insignificant person, to actually gather all these people who could shake the world by stomping their feet, she, Yun Weiyang, had lost a lot of face! This was an unprecedented Hong Gate banquet!

"We pay our respects to the Emperor!" Feng Xue Han gave a simple bow.

Suppressing his emotions, Yun Weiyang bowed in respect to Feng Xue Han.

"Why is the Duke of Qin here?" Southern Viewing Emperor Huangfu Xuanhuang reprimanded.

Feng Xue Han acted as if he didn't hear the reproach in the Southern King's words, and lightly said: "The Emperor has decreed that this subject has no choice but to come!"

"You ?" His nephew had really lost his head. He did not believe that Feng Xue Han did not know who these people were trying to deal with today, so he was enraged in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. Since they were all here, what else could he do!

With a sigh, the Southern King helplessly said, "Sit down!"

Feng Xue Han did not say anything, and pulled Yun Weiyang towards his seat.

At that time, no matter what he said, he wouldn't marry Yun Weiyang off to Feng Xuehan. For the sake of this insignificant girl, his nephew had already made too many exceptions, and if this carried on, Feng Xue Han would sooner or later lose his life. Originally, he was still considering it, but after seeing Feng Xue Han's actions today, Huangxuan had finally decided that if he could use today's matter to get rid of Yun Weiyang, it would not be a bad thing, at least no one would affect Feng Xue Han, and his safety would increase by a bit.

Huangfu Xuanhuang, who had made his decision, nodded to the eunuch beside him. Seeing this, the latter raised his voice and shouted, "Begin!"

Feng Xue Han and Yun Weiyang sat down at the same time, glancing at the people at the banquet. Yun Weiyang's eyes slightly narrowed, there were a lot of people at the banquet, and they were all distinguished guests with status.

There were countless white jade cups and crystal butterflies about the size of a palm on the table, each dish was filled with all kinds of delicious food. Like flowing water, the plates moved in front of everyone's eyes, and when they were lightly touched by someone who liked eating, the plates would automatically move in front of them, and immediately, fresh dishes would be filled up on the table for the people behind them to take advantage of.

The banquet was lively and full of songs and dances. All of them toasted each other. Yun Weiyang looked at the fake smiles on their faces, and picked up the wine cup in front of her, taking a sip, while covering the edge of her eyes with her eyelashes, "There's no Yun Huan Die in these songs and dances!"

"Yes!" Feng Xue Han's extremely beautiful face did not change, but only gave a shallow grunt.

Hearing that, Yun Weiyang did not mind, narrowing her eyes to look at the person at her side.

Yang Liu Qingqing, reflecting the white clothes.

The reflection of the jade wave was like a lotus sitting on a platform.

Yun Weiyang secretly sighed: The demeanor of Feng Xuehan is truly peerless in the world.

"Weiyang!"

Hearing the sound and turning his head, Yun Weiyang saw Huangfu Ziran sneaking from another table to her, squatting in front of her with a squatting posture. His pair of big eyes reflected the moist ripples of the water, and under the illumination of the lights, they were like a clear spring, dazzling and clean.

When Yun Weiyang saw Huangfu Ziran squatting in front of her like a pitiful puppy, he asked in amusement: "Ziran, why are you here?" As she spoke, she looked towards Huangfu Ziran's seat. When she saw his apologetic appearance, she understood in her heart. She raised the wine cup in front of her and greeted him.

"I was too bored, so I came to your side!" Huangfu Haoran mumbled in protest.

"That's right!" "It's really boring!" Then, Yun Weiyang spoke with a deeper meaning: "But we won't be bored anymore!"

"Really?" Huangfu Haoran asked with a joyful expression.

Nodding his head, Yun Weiyang said: "Really!" Sensing that quite a few people were looking at them, Yun Weiyang said: "Zi Ran, you're a prince, so you should pay attention to your status and status in the great hall. Go back first!"

Huangfu Haoran knew that the situation wasn't right, but when he saw Yun Weiyang, the joy in his heart broke through everything, and because of that, he ignored everything and snuck over to Yun Weiyang's place. Now that he had seen her and said what he had to say, he had no choice but to leave.

"Yes!" Yun Weiyang nodded, "Go back!"

No matter what, this woman could not stay any longer. If she were to stay any longer, it would only bring endless harm. He never would have thought that his third son, who always had a pure heart and was always merry, would actually develop an interest in Yun Weiyang. Huangfu Xuanhuang could not help but sigh inwardly: "A beauty that is the bane of others, a beauty that is the bane of others!"

Feng Xue Han watched Huangfu Haoran's departing figure for a long time before he finally withdrew his gaze. After a moment, he sighed softly.

Sensing that Feng Xue Han's aura was somewhat low, Yun Weiyang placed his hand on the back of Feng Xue Han's hand, and sighed: "I know my limits!"

Hearing this, Feng Xue Han did not say anything, he only turned his hand and held Yun Weiyang in his palm.

At this time, Yun Weiyang's gaze fell upon a man diagonally facing her. He wore a blue and white robe, revealing his firm but not thick chest muscles, and his face was like the moon in mid-autumn, his skin was like a flower cut in spring, his hair was like a knife, his eyebrows were like ink, and his face was like a peach petal. The only thing that didn't match was his pair of eyes.

This person? How come Yun Weiyang did not have any impression of him at all!

"Crown Prince of the Eastern Kingdom, Xuan Jinyu!" Seemingly knowing what Yun Weiyang was thinking, Feng Xue Han opened his mouth to explain.