There is a bug in the space? That's called buff!

Before Prince Yong could say anything in opposition, he noticed that Miao Nanfeng's reaction did not seem as happy as he expected.

He looked at Miao Nanfeng with doubt.

Miao Nanfeng was already tipsy at this time, and her cheeks were slightly flushed, as beautiful as peach blossoms. Her eyes were blurred, half open and half closed, adding to her charming charm. The broken hair on her forehead fluttered gently in the breeze, like a dream.

At this moment, even Prince Yong was fascinated by Miao Nanfeng's grace, but it was only for a moment. He shook his head helplessly, smiled bitterly, and thought to himself:

"Miao Nanfeng, ah Miao Nanfeng, you are a beautiful lady. If you just wave your hand, all the men in the world will come under your skirt. Why do you keep pestering me alone?"

But Miao Nanfeng opened her red lips slightly, and spoke softly, her tone as calm as water.

"God of Feathers."

Miao Nanfeng bowed to the emperor.

"Now I have figured it out. A forced melon is not sweet. I once thought that I could impress someone with my persistence, but it turns out that I was wrong, and I was wrong in a ridiculous way!"

Miao Nanfeng smiled sarcastically and raised the corners of his mouth.

King Yong thought to himself, "You're right. A forced melon is not sweet. My melon is too high for you to pull off! Even if you win, I have to find a way to ruin this marriage. Give up! Give up!"

However, Prince Yong did not intend to say this now. Since Miao Nanfeng had already made up her mind to retreat, if he said this again, wouldn't it make the empress lose face in public?

Miao Nanfeng stretched out her delicate hand and slowly poured herself a glass of wine. "Gurgle, gurgle," the clear wine slowly fell from the silver pot into the glass, splashing tiny ripples.

When the glass of wine was full, Miao Nanfeng put down the wine pot, picked up the silver cup, raised his head and drank the glass of wine slowly, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

"Now, even though I answered the third question, it was just a coincidence."

Miao Nanfeng decided to retain a bit of dignity for herself and put an end to this decade-long bitter love.

"Today, I, the Emperor Miao Nanfeng of the Bimu Kingdom, swear here that although I have obtained a marriage contract with the King Yong of the Shenyu Kingdom..."

Miao Nanfeng glanced at Prince Yong indifferently.

"But I have decided to cancel this engagement now!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. This was tantamount to slapping Prince Yong in the face in public. Everyone looked at Prince Yong with an expression as if they were watching a show.

Prince Yong, however, looked calm and composed. Miao Nanfeng's words were exactly what he meant. He slowly waved his fan, unperturbed.

Miao Nanfeng stood up shakily, but she couldn't hide her kingly aura. She pointed at Prince Yong and said, "Li Linchuan, remember! Now, it's not that you don't want me, Miao Nanfeng, but that I, Miao Nanfeng, don't want you."

"From now on, you go your way, and I go mine!"

She looked at the emperor who was looking surprised and said calmly: "Although the engagement has been cancelled, I am not a person who breaks my promise. Now, I am willing to keep my promise and leave this Pisces jade pendant."

As she spoke, she waved to the waiter behind her, took out the jade pendant from her bosom and placed it on the waiter's tray.

When the waiter came up to the emperor with the Pisces jade pendant, the emperor put away his expectant gaze, held up the Pisces jade pendant and looked at it carefully, his eyes filled with undisguised joy and enthusiasm.

"This Pisces Jade Pendant plus a silver mine will be exchanged for the right for our Bimu Nation to exchange technology with the Shenyu Nation. For each technology, our Bimu Nation is willing to pay an additional 100,000 taels of silver. Is the Shenyu Emperor willing?"

The emperor's eyes were all on the Pisces jade pendant. When he heard Miao Nanfeng's proposal, he nodded and said, "The Emperor has a big vision, how can I be stingy? I will draft a document now, and the two countries will exchange what they have and what they need in the future, and our friendship will last forever!"

As he spoke, the emperor asked for pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and drafted the document on the spot, in duplicate. After checking that everything was correct, the emperor stamped his seal.

The attendant presented the document to Miao Nanfeng again. Miao Nanfeng read it, confirmed that it was correct, and then stamped it with his seal, kept a copy for himself, and immediately stood up.

"Shen Yu Huang, the journey to Bi Mu Country is long, with high mountains and long rivers. I will not stay any longer, so I will say goodbye now!"

After bidding farewell to the emperor, Miao Nanfeng left with her attendants without any delay.

Qingyu took something from the palace maid, and hurriedly ran forward, lifting her skirt to stop Miao Nanfeng.

"Your Majesty, this is a gift someone asked me to give you. It's called a music box. Please accept it!"

I saw that Qingyu was holding an exquisite box in his hand. The box was the size of a palm and was moon white in color. There were red flowers carved on it, each one was lifelike and passionate.

Upon seeing this, Miao Nanfeng personally took the box from Qingyu.

She slowly opened it, and a melodious song came out, it was Jasmine Flower. Everyone was instantly stunned by the song, closed their eyes, and immersed in this melodious song.

Inside the box was a hollow glass ball, and inside the glass ball there was a fiery red kapok tree. Red kapok petals were floating in the glass ball. Under the tree was a woman dressed in Miao costume, with an unrivaled beauty, looking down on the world. She looked exactly like Miao Nanfeng.

Miao Nanfeng suddenly found a note in the box: "Love, if I get it, I'm lucky, if I don't, it's my fate, everything is up to fate. Now that the Queen holds power, she should work hard to achieve great achievements, and should not be trapped by love affairs!"

Miao Nanfeng thought of the woman with the determined look in her eyes again. She held the music box in her hands with joy and said to herself excitedly, "It must be her! It must be her!"

Miao Nanfeng closed the lid and the sound stopped abruptly. Everyone reluctantly walked out of the mood brought by the song, feeling unsatisfied.

"Princess Qingyu! Thank her for me! Tell her that I remember her words!"

Qingyu nodded in confusion when she heard that. This music box was indeed novel, after all, she couldn't put it down. But she didn't quite understand why Her Majesty the Queen was so happy to see it.

Miao Nanfeng turned around and continued walking with her attendants, holding the music box as she walked.

"Tang Yilan! Maybe I didn't persist for him in these ten years. Maybe I persisted for you!"

Miao Nanfeng's steps became more and more firm. Emperor Shenyu and his ministers personally saw him off. By the time of Shen time, the group from the Bimu Kingdom had already embarked on their return journey in a mighty manner.

Tang Yiran was actually a little nervous. She wanted to help Miao Nanfeng, but she also didn't want Miao Nanfeng to fall into the pain of unrequited love, so she specially made two music boxes: one as a reward for Qingyu, and the other one to be given to Miao Nanfeng by Qingyu.

Only if Qingyu does it, the emperor will not be suspicious. Only if Qingyu does it, the emperor will not blame her no matter what the result is.

Seeing that Miao Nanfeng had really left, Prince Yong finally felt relieved. He knew that after this departure, Miao Nanfeng would never come again, and her entanglement with him would end there.

But for some reason, Prince Yong suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

"No way? I would actually feel bad for a woman I don't love? You must be kidding!"

Prince Yong shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, looked up at the magpie on the branch, and suddenly his eyes became wet.

"Why am I crying? Maybe the sunlight is too bright. If you don't know me, you might think I'm a sentimental person."

Prince Yong opened his folding fan to block out the sunlight and muttered to himself:

"I'd better concentrate on preparing for the ceremony of recognizing my goddaughter. When Yilan comes back, I will have everything ready."