Soul swap tyrant always wants to have a baby

Before the people could see clearly, the big knife that was chopped towards Leng Qing broke into pieces.

The other sound was the sound of the bearded man's arm being crushed.

The people looked in horror at the flesh that had collapsed from the elbows and suddenly felt a little pain in their arms.

Ling Xuan, who had already drawn the sword from his waist, was a little annoyed that he was slow. How could such a vicious dog barking in the street dirty the emperor's hands?

However, thinking back to the emperor's quick movements just now, Ling Xuan couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart.

That level of skill cannot be acquired overnight. If he had not taken a martial arts master as his teacher, he would not have been able to see the emperor's movements clearly.

The emperor must have had a lucky encounter as he emerged from the cold palace with such mysterious skills. His skills are no worse than those of his mysterious master.

"Everyone, go away. I'm going to Sifang Pavilion. Ling Xuan doesn't need to follow me. You'll be on duty."

Leng Qingyi borrowed a straw rope from an old man selling vegetables nearby, put it around the bearded man's neck, dragged him away, and strode away.

The bearded man had not yet recovered from his shock when the suffocating feeling of having his neck strangled immediately cleared his confused mind.

In an instant, cold sweat broke out all over his body. How dare he assassinate the emperor of Dongxia in the street? He was going to die.

But the human instinct for survival made him use his intact hand to tightly grasp the rope around his neck to create a gap for himself to breathe fresh air.

Leng Qingyi dragged the bearded man along as easily as if he was walking a dog, and walked towards Sifang Pavilion in an arrogant manner.

Beidong had already heard the news. When Leng Qing was about to reach Sifang Pavilion, a man who was different from Beidong, with a burly, bearded and somewhat elegant appearance, came up to him with a group of bearded men behind him.

Seeing their famous warrior from Beidong being dragged all the way here by the Emperor of Dongxia like a dead dog, the men behind the man looked at Leng Qing with some unfriendly eyes.

"Meet the Emperor of Dongxia."

The man clasped one hand in front of his chest and bowed to Leng Qing with a very elegant gesture.

"I dare not accept the Third Prince's gift. His dogs, having just arrived in Dongxia's capital, not only bit our Dongxia general but also dared to assassinate me in the street."

"I failed to oversee this matter properly. I offer one hundred cattle and one hundred sheep, and twenty fine horses as amends. Otherwise, the Emperor will leave this man to his own disposal."

"Oh? I want to ask the Third Prince a question."

"I will tell you everything I know."

"What would be the punishment for assassinating the Khan in your Northern Winter? A few cattle and sheep can make a big deal out of it. Does the Third Prince look down on me or on us, Dongxia?"

"That is not my intention. If Your Majesty feels that this apology is not enough to appease your anger, you can ask for anything else."

"No need. I don't need your blessings on my birthday. Get organized and go back. I was originally planning to open a trade route with you Beidong in the name of the country, but now it seems that there is no need."

The eyes of the Third Prince of Beidong, who had originally maintained a calm expression, suddenly lit up.

"In our Northern Winter, anyone who attempts to assassinate the Khan will be executed, and all males over the age of eight in that tribe will be tattooed with a tattoo and enslaved."

"Tsk, I also sent someone to assassinate your Khan. If he succeeded, Northern Winter would be in chaos. If he failed, we would only lose an assassin."

"One thousand cattle and sheep, and one hundred breeding horses. Is the emperor satisfied?"

"Would you please wait until after the Wanshou Festival to finalize the trade matters before the Third Prince leads the envoys out of the capital?"

"I couldn't ask for more."

"Keep an eye on your dogs, don't let them be used by those with ulterior motives. I'm leaving."

"I respectfully send off the Emperor."

The Third Prince bent down to bid farewell to Leng Qingyi, and no one noticed the astonishment in his eyes.

After Leng Qing left, the white corner of clothes at the corner of the street also disappeared.

What happened today gave the envoys from various countries who had already arrived in the capital another consideration.

What Emperor Yuan Sheng did today was far different from the outrageous behavior they had heard about him and the news they had received about him, so the original plan had to be adjusted.

Three days before the Emperor's birthday, envoys from various countries had already arrived. Prince Zhongli He of Qi, who was driven to his fiefdom by Leng Qingyi, also came to the capital under the pretext of congratulating the Emperor on his birthday.

In the past, when envoys from various countries came to the capital, they were welcomed by the Minister of the Ministry of Rites or the Minister of Rites. Now that all the envoys have arrived, the emperor should host a larger welcoming banquet for them.

After more than half a month of rest, Yan Ruju's body has almost recovered. For a lady who has been brought up according to the standards of a queen since childhood, organizing a welcoming banquet is a piece of cake for her.

The welcoming banquet was held in the afternoon. Leng Qingyi's behavior had been too unpredictable these days, and Zhongli Yuan always had a bad feeling about tonight's welcoming banquet.

Leng Qing recently left everything to her and went out to hang out. He wasn't sure what she did specifically, he only heard a general idea.

The news that An Liu gave him didn't contain much about the emperor, and the two of them hadn't talked much recently.

And his uncle had also returned to the capital. If he remembered correctly, the Prince of Qi submitted a memorial before returning to the capital.

Leng Qingyi personally approved the memorial, telling the King of Qi to leave as soon as the gifts arrived and not to return, but the King of Qi still returned to the capital.

He always felt that Leng Qing had an inexplicable hostility towards King Qi. It couldn't be said to be disgust, but it was definitely dislike.

Otherwise, he would not have banished the person to his fiefdom on his first appearance in court without understanding anything clearly.

But he didn't know where Leng Qingyi's hostility towards King Qi came from. Logically speaking, his uncle's face and his demeanor were the most attractive to women.

Even though Leng Qingyi is a man now, with his uncle's sociable ability, he will only give people a good impression at first sight.

However, judging from the news from An Liu, this imperial uncle of hers is not as indifferent to fame and fortune as he appears to be. Forget it, Leng Qingyi has some mysterious qualities, so it is not difficult for her to tell what kind of person the other person is at a glance.

After all, she and that person are from the same place.

At the welcoming banquet in the afternoon, Leng Qingyi finally met all the envoys who came to celebrate her birthday.

The costumes of different countries are more or less different, just like modern ethnic minorities.

Moreover, among the envoys of those countries there were one or two beautiful young women, and their purpose was obvious.

"Thank you for coming all this way."

"It's not hard. It's our honor to come and celebrate the birthday of the Emperor of Dongxia."

The envoys from various countries said polite words and toasted Leng Qing.

The scene was very harmonious for a moment, as if these people really came to celebrate Leng Qingyi's birthday.

When the welcoming banquet was halfway through, a strong man from the Xiongnu group, who was already a little drunk, stood up and raised his glass to Leng Qing and drank it all in one gulp.

"Emperor of Dongxia, I heard that a warrior from Beidong wanted to challenge your Dongxia general, but you broke his arm."

"Oh? Really? Who told you that?"