Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1062

Qin Xianbai woke up as if from a dream.

When he woke up, there was a raging fire... Life is just a dream after all, that’s a story for later, that’s all.

The national porcelain exhibition ended that day and the nations returned to Anyi Pavilion for dinner.

Several uninvited guests came to the museum today, one was Princess Haiyan Shi Anxia, ​​one was the princess's husband Cen Yuan, and there was a group of officials from the Ministry of Rites.

They came to comfort the envoys on behalf of the imperial court. The officials of the Ministry of Rites were very good at dancing and toasting with the envoys.

Shi Anxia was taken by Cen Yuan to sit at a table in the Vina tribe.

They had already met Prince Wazhen when they had a drink on the Cong Yin River before, so it didn't seem out of place to sit over and chat with him.

Shi Anxia didn't know what Cen Yuan was up to, so she asked suspiciously, "You said there's a gift from Hong Que here?"

"Hmm." Cen Yuan thought for a moment and whispered back, "Be patient. Maybe I guessed wrong."

When Shi Anxia heard him say this, she became even more curious.

During the banquet, Prince Wazhen was still not good at talking, and his only way of socializing was drinking.

Whenever he wanted to speak, he would raise his glass and say, "Please!"

Apart from that, he is really frugal with words.

Cen Yuan was also a capable person. He drank several large bowls of wine without changing his expression.

The tribal envoy was afraid of a dull occasion, "The prince consort has a good alcohol tolerance!"

Cen Yuan smiled and said, "Prince Wazhen can drink a lot too."

The tribal envoy smiled with some embarrassment and bitterness.

Their prince used to be a teetotaler, but later he became an alcoholic. He would not be satisfied unless he was drunk every day.

Prince Wazhen, who was very frugal with words, stared at Shi Anxia's face, a little drunken, and suddenly softened his voice, "The princess is so beautiful that she shouldn't come out..."

The tribal envoy was afraid that his prince would say something nonsense again, so he interrupted, "What our prince means is..."

Wazhen's eyes were as red as a rabbit's. He waved his fist and asked, "Prince Consort, can you beat me?"

He saw that the prince consort looked frail and might be a scholar. How could a scholar protect a beautiful girl?

The prince consort shook his head, "I can't beat him."

Prince Wazhen stood up unsteadily and whispered solemnly, "Come on, I'll take you back to the palace."

The prince consort shook his head, indicating that he would not leave.

Prince Wazhen was anxious, "Don't think he wouldn't dare to do that in your North Wing! He's a lunatic!"

The tribal envoy wanted to knock his own prince unconscious with a stick, so he forced a smile on his face, "Princess, please forgive me, our Prince Wazhen is drunk."

As if in response to his words, Prince Wazhen slumped to his seat, unconscious.

Everyone helped Prince Wazhen up, smiled apologetically, and then the banquet ended and they left.

When Cen Yuan took the lead, An Xia walked out of the hall, went around from another path, and quietly followed the people of the Vina tribe.

Shi Anxia whispered, "This Prince Wazhen must have been provoked by something."

"His sister was murdered by the second prince of Wan, Booth." Cen Yuan answered while pulling her in a winding way.

Shi Anxia was thinking, is Cen Yuan planning to win over this tribe? What does that have to do with Hong Que?

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she paused.

What did she see?

I saw a big red magpie...oh my god!

Except that it is taller and bigger, and its hair style is not like Beiyi's, its facial contours, eyes, nose and mouth are all those of Hongque.