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As the unfavoured Seventh Prince, he was just an Asura on the battlefield who didn't even have a title – Ghost King. How could Xiao Rui join in with him? It didn't seem like he and Prince Xian could work together peacefully …

Was it because of her?

Xie Ningqian's mind went back and forth for hundreds of times as he inadvertently met Xiao Rui's dark blue eyes. In a moment, he cleverly averted his gaze.

What sharp eyes!

"Miss, let's go back first!" Qing Ge supported Xie Ningqian as they prepared to leave, but Prince Xian stopped them. "Wait a moment!"

Xie Zihan looked over. "Prince Xian, is there something you need?"

Xiao Jin Ming looked at the expressionless Xie Ningqian and asked softly, "Second Miss, do you know Sanskrit?"

Xie Ningqian pursed his lips, while Xie Zihan's expression darkened. This was because whenever Sanskrit was brought up, he would recall Xie Ningqian's mother. Ning Qianqian's mother had been to Sanskrit before, and she was an intelligent, studious woman who also knew Sanskrit.

Could it be that the three of them came today because of this matter?

Xie Ningqian only nodded. "I learned it from my mother, so I can't be considered proficient at it!"

Xiao Jinming's eyes lit up, "Looks like the rumors aren't wrong. You really know how to do it." That would be great … In a few days the Sanskrit emissaries would arrive to remonstrate, but no one in the court would be able to speak Sanskrit, so Father needed to translate a famous book of his own and then make a copy to the Sanskrit as a gift to show the might of the Kingdom. This matter will definitely be yours. "

An ZIhao also praised her, "Second Miss is truly knowledgeable!"

Xie Ningqian: "…" She really didn't want to be praised like this!

However, the Emperor's mission could not be refused even if Xie Zihan was unwilling, let alone her.

Thus, Xie Ningqian could only agree. "This subject understands that she will not disappoint Your Majesty."

"..."

Seven days later, the envoys finally arrived at the imperial city. Xie Ningqian had also finished copying the runes, and only after wrapping them up did she bring the imperial edict to the palace.

"Miss Xie, this way please." When they reached the palace gates, there was a thirty year old mama waiting for them, followed by two girls. "Empress ordered this servant to bring Miss to the main hall to deliver a letter to the emissary."

Since Xie Ningqian was a female, the empress would naturally send someone to take care of her.

Xie Ningqian had only brought Qingge with her. Upon hearing this, she nodded. "Thank you for your help!"

Not long after they left, they saw an father-in-law leading a group of palace maids. They were all holding trays in their hands as they hurried inside.

Xie Ningqian didn't think too much and just followed the mama. A tall palace maid at the head of the group suddenly sprained her ankle and fell uncontrollably towards Xie Ningqian. She was caught off guard as she staggered and the package in her hand fell to the ground.

"This servant deserves to die!" The palace maid reacted quickly. She hurriedly got up from Xie Ningqian's body and knelt to the side, lowering her head and looking at him obediently.

Qing Ge was on the outside, barely able to support the palace maid who had almost tripped on Xie Ningqian. "Miss, are you alright?"

Xie Ningqian patted her clothes, but immediately picked up the package and was about to open it to check, when the mama urged him, "Is Miss Xie alright? If there is nothing else, we must hurry to the main hall! "

The palace maid was still kneeling on the ground when Xie Ningqian ordered, "No problem, get up! Walk carefully. "

The palace maid repeatedly expressed her gratitude. Xie Ningqian had already led her people away. Along the way, she tightly held onto the book, not daring to let anything slip by.

Seeing Xie Ningqian being led in, Xiao Jinming took the initiative to stand up and bow to the emperor, "Imperial Father, the envoys of the Brahma Kingdom have travelled a long way to come. The young miss of the Mansion of the Kingdom, Xie Ningqian, has specifically copied our name from the source and gave it to the Brahma minister as a gift."

The leader of the Brahma Kingdom's envoys suddenly asked in the Sanskrit language, "You actually know Sanskrit in your country?"

There was doubt and contempt in his words.

The emperor frowned slightly as he glanced at Xie Ningqian, who knelt down in the middle of the hall with a book in her arms. Everyone's eyes were focused on her, and she was not afraid in the slightest as she spoke, "This subject's daughter, Xie Ningqian, greets our emperor and the empress!"

The Emperor's voice was dignified. "Stand up!"

Xie Ningqian stood up, but the empress played an amiable role. "Qianqian, you're holding the Sanskrit translation book in your arms, right?"

Even though the empress had never seen Xie Ningqian before, they acted very intimately in this situation. Xie Ningqian nodded. "Yes, Your Highness!"

After a pause, Xie Ningqian turned to the envoy, who had a strange expression on his face, and replied in Sanskrit, "My lord envoy came all the way here and worked hard. I, Your Majesty, have bestowed upon Qianqian the right to transcribe my country's famous text to the envoy. I hope that the two countries can have a friendly cultural exchange.

Although Xie Ningqian's Sanskrit language could not be compared with that of the Brahma people who had studied Sanskrit since she was young, her pronunciation was very clear, her speech fluent, her demeanor dignified, and her imposing manner did not lose out in the slightest.

The emperor waited for Xie Ningqian to finish speaking before speaking, "It's just a small gift, I hope the envoys like it."

He took the book from Xie Ningqian's hands and flipped it open. Everyone was waiting for his surprise, but who knew that the ambassador's face would suddenly darken. "Your Majesty, is this the gift you've given to my Brahma Kingdom?"

He opened the scroll, only to see a painting unfurling from the top. It wasn't written in the Sanskrit language, but rather a painting of a beauty.

A few of the old officials who recognized him looked up at the emperor and Xiao Rui. Both of them had terrifying expressions on their faces.

Xiao Rui's blue eyes stared fixedly at the girl in the portrait. Suddenly, he glared viciously at Xie Ningqian who was standing in the middle of the hall, his gaze cold.

Xie Ningqian snapped out of his daze after hearing Xiao Rui's cold glare, his expression changing slightly as his mind spun around. He understood that the scroll had been lost, but that was not important.

Xie Ningqian looked at the serious expressions on everyone's faces, pursed her lips and suddenly kneeled down. "Your Majesty, please forgive us!" "This is a surprise that this official's daughter has specially come up with …"

Someone murmured, "How could it be Esteemed Empress Jing's portrait?"

Empress Jing?

It was Xiao Rui's mother, that wretched Western Region woman!

Xie Ningqian lowered her head slightly and kowtowed. "Your Majesty, please give this subject and woman a chance to explain."

Seeing Xiao Rui Yi's mother's picture book, and then looking at the prince's blue-eyed son, the emperor flew into a rage. He coldly snorted, "What other explanation do you have? To be able to create such a painting, you are disrespectful to the envoy! "

As Xiao Rui listened to the words' this kind of painting ', fury flashed across his eyes, and it disappeared into his blue pupils. No one could see it.