Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

In a blink of an eye, Princess Tuya had swung out hundreds of whips in succession. At this moment, her hair was disheveled, she was sweating profusely, her breathing was disordered, and even the hand holding the whip was trembling slightly.

Seeing that the fun was almost over, Xie Qingli's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the scarlet shawl in his hand suddenly flew out of the sea like a dragon, and rolled towards the whistling whip. The shawl and the whip were entangled in mid-air, making a teeth-grinding friction sound.

Tuya was stunned at first, then ecstasy washed over her. This bitch had finally revealed a flaw! She immediately gritted her teeth and used all her strength to yank on the whip, trying to make Xie Qingli stumble.

"Ah!"

A soft laugh drifted into her ears. Before Tuya could react, she felt her palm go empty. Xie Qingli's wrist twirled, and her long whip fell into his hands.

"You!" Tuya was shocked and angry, and in a mixture of shame and anger, she retreated hastily like a stray dog. Xie Qingli's eyes were as cold as a knife, and a scarlet shawl suddenly appeared, binding Tuya like a red silk thread to lock a dragon, making her unable to move.

"Bitch, let me go!" Tuya struggled desperately and cursed angrily.

Xie Qingli flicked his wrist, and the scarf carried Tuya into the air, spinning like a giant spinning top. Tuya's curses abruptly stopped, and a terrified scream echoed throughout the hall.

"Stop!" Tuoba Lie stood up suddenly, his face ashen.

"Okay." Xie Qingli turned around and smiled, but that smile was so cold that it chilled people's hearts. Before she finished speaking, she suddenly exerted her strength and threw Tuya towards Tuoba Lie like a sandbag!

"boom--"

Tuoba Lie hurriedly caught the flying Tuya, but was knocked back several steps by the force. The table behind him fell over, and the delicacies spilled all over the floor, with broken porcelain scattering everywhere.

When the dust settled, Tuoba Lie was seen half-kneeling on the ground, with Tuya in his arms, her face as pale as paper. Their luxurious brocade robes were already stained with tea and wine, and they looked in a dishevel.

The whole hall was in complete silence.

Xie Qingli glanced down at the whip in his hand and said calmly, "Return it to its rightful owner." With that, he threw the whip away. Tuya's limbs were still trembling, and Tuoba Lie could only reach out to catch it with a sullen face.

"Princess Zhaoning!" Princess Tuya helped Tuoba Lie stagger to his feet, her eyes burning with humiliation and anger. "Since you've already taken my weapon, why are you humiliating me in public? Are you taking advantage of me because I'm alone at the edge of the abyss?"

Xie Qingli blinked, spread his hands innocently, and said, "Princess, you are wise. Lord Feng just said that I grew up in the countryside and often played like this with Da Huang at the village entrance."

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, revealing an innocent smile: "The dog really loves playing like this, and always spins around several times. It was just habit just now. I hope Princess will forgive me!"

"You!" Princess Tuya's face instantly turned purple, her chest heaving violently, but she couldn't utter a word of rebuttal.

Xie Qingli calmly straightened his slightly disheveled sleeves and bowed slightly to Princess Tuya, "Thank you, Princess." Suddenly, he took a half step closer and said coquettishly, "I accept the loss. Princess, please don't forget what you promised me."

Tuya struggled to rush forward, but Tuoba Lie grabbed her shoulders with such force that she couldn't move.

Xie Qingli turned gracefully, her wide sleeves fluttering as she performed a standard palace ceremony towards Emperor Yingtian: "Your Majesty, I have fulfilled your command!"

"Excellent!" Emperor Yingtian slammed the table and stood up, his face filled with joy. "Lord Jiang, your granddaughter is as capable as any man, worthy of being a descendant of the Jiang family! Come, give her a reward!"

"Hahaha." Jiang Zhong burst into a hearty laugh. He clasped his fists and saluted Emperor Yingtian, "Your Majesty, you are too kind! My granddaughter grew up in the countryside and is a bit naughty."

All the civil and military officials in the court could no longer hold back their laughter. For a while, there were bursts of laughter in the hall. Several old ministers who were on good terms with Jiang Zhong kept teasing him about how lucky he was.

Xie Qingli leisurely returned to her seat, completely unaware that Prince Xiao Yan of Nanjing's gaze was following her every move, his eyes flashing with unconcealable joy and amazement.

Xiao Yan had initially shown little interest in the birthday banquet. He had volunteered to come to Dongling, hoping to find Xie Qingli, the man who had saved him in Jiazhou. However, after searching Jiazhou to no avail, he secretly searched throughout Dongling, but still received no news.

This trip to Shengjing was his last hope. During the days since arriving early, he had been searching secretly but had never been able to find any trace of Xie Qingli.

I had never imagined that we would unexpectedly meet again at this birthday banquet, and even witnessed her heroic performance in defeating Princess Tuya. Could such a coincidence be a match made in heaven?

Emperor Yingtian's gaze inadvertently swept across the table, and happened to catch Xiao Yan's fiery gaze staring at Xie Qingli.

He tapped the armrests of the dragon throne with his fingertips, a glint in his eyes. If he had simply issued an order for Xie Qingli to marry Nanjing, that old man, Jiang Zhong, would have been extremely reluctant. But if the Nanjing Crown Prince publicly declared his intentions, prioritizing diplomatic relations between the two countries, would Jiang Zhong still openly offend the Nanjing Crown Prince?

Thinking of this, Emperor Yingtian raised a meaningful smile at the corner of his lips and looked at Xiao Yan gently, "My dear nephew, I remember you mentioned earlier that you wanted to form a Qin-Jin relationship with my Dongling. Now half a month has passed. I wonder if you have found your soulmate? If so, I will immediately grant you a marriage."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan stood up, his eyes involuntarily drifting towards the female guests' table. A faint blush tinged the tips of his ears. As he bowed, his voice was exceptionally clear and clear: "Your Majesty, I have indeed found the person I love. However...marriage is a matter of mutual love. Once I understand her feelings, I will then ask for Your Majesty's blessing."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Emperor Yingtian's eyes, but he still maintained a warm smile and nodded.

"How could such a joyous occasion be without Feng Qian?" Feng Zhaoheng's lazy voice suddenly rang out. He leaned against the table, his fingers caressing the wine glass absentmindedly, and raised his eyes to Emperor Yingtian: "Your Majesty, I, Feng Qian, have come here with the intention of forming a marriage alliance with Dong Ling."

Before he finished speaking, his gaze had already passed through the crowd of people and locked onto Xie Qingli's figure: "I think the Princess Zhaoning just now is very suitable for me. How about Your Majesty arrange a marriage for us?" After saying this, he raised his eyebrows at Xiao Yan, his eyes full of teasing.

The hall erupted in an uproar. Several cold gazes shot towards Feng Zhaoheng like sharp arrows, and the temperature in the air seemed to plummet.

Feng Zhaoheng, however, didn't care at all. Instead, he became increasingly intrigued by the crowd's reactions. The curve of his lips gradually widened, and his eyes gleamed with the pleasure of a successful prank. This scene seemed even more exciting than he had expected!

"Your Majesty!" Tuoba Lie stood up suddenly and said loudly: "I also wish to marry Princess Zhaoning. Please grant my wish, Your Majesty!"

He glared at Feng Zhaoheng, the fury in his eyes practically tangible. Just last night, he and Feng Zhaoheng had secretly forged an alliance, stipulating that Feng Qian and Lin Yuan would jointly attack Dongling. If Feng Qian suddenly reneged and instead married into Dongling, Lin Yuan would have no chance of victory. Therefore, he had to sabotage this marriage at all costs!

Xiao Yan's pupils shrank sharply, his gaze flickering back and forth between Feng Zhaoheng and Tuoba Lie. Neither of them was a good man. If Princess Zhaoning married them, wouldn't she be jumping into a fire pit? But Princess Zhaoning wasn't an object; he didn't want to rashly ask for permission without her consent...

"Father!"

At this moment, the Second Prince of Dongling suddenly stood up and knelt, saying in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty has long admired Princess Zhaoning and knows that she is exceptionally talented... I beg Your Majesty to marry her to your son, and not to send her off as a foreign prince..."