Ji Rufeng slowly laughed, his eyebrows releasing a smile, just like the peach blossoms in an April forest, releasing countless of grace, his long fingers took out a black invitation from his robes.
With his fingers holding onto the invitation card, he handed it over to Xie Qingrong.
Xie Qingrong smiled and accepted the invitation. It was a pure black invitation card, elegant and reserved, with a fine golden lining.
The host of the birthday banquet seemed to have taken a fancy to the birthday banquet, which was why he spent so much effort to design the invitation.
Outside the restaurant, the snow was still falling.
Xie Qingrong was still puzzled when Xuanyuan Chen accepted Ji Rufeng's invitation. She asked: Chen, why did you agree to Ji Rufeng's invitation?
Xuanyuan Chen held Xie Qingrong's small hand with one hand and the black oil umbrella with the other. Hearing Xie Qingrong's doubts, he smiled and said: "Ji Rufeng once said that Ji Family and the Shang Clan have some relationship. A Rong had also heard the conditions that had been attached to his invitation just now. Could it be that A Rong does not want to know the truth? "
Xie Qingrong pursed her lips, arrogance flashed across her beautiful eyes, and she said confidently: "If I wanted to investigate, I would definitely be able to find out the truth about it. "There's no need to overdo it."
Xuanyuan Chen faced Xie Qingrong, and looked at her gently. He saw the confidence and arrogance in her eyes, and he bent down to kiss her lips.
"If we can take a shortcut, why can't we?"
Xie Qingrong's mind quickly turned and she already understood the meaning behind Xuanyuan Chen's words. Indeed, if there was a faster and more convenient way to find out about his background and the truth, why didn't he leave?
It was just that, why was Ji Rufeng so confident that he would definitely find out the truth during the birthday banquet?
had never told her the truths that she had once wanted to investigate, but had only left behind a pretense that it was not the right time yet.
After returning to the camp, Xuanyuan Chen and Xie Qingrong parted ways.
Xie Qingrong headed towards the camp where the wounded soldiers were being quartered. When Xuanyuan Chen returned to the main tent, he saw that Liang Qiusheng and Lin Mu had been waiting for them for a long time inside the tent.
Xuanyuan Chen's indifferent eyes swept across Liang Qiusheng and Lin Mu. He picked up the scroll that he had not finished flipping through and casually asked: "Lord Liang, you are here today, what do you need?"
Liang Qiusheng tremblingly kneeled on the ground, and reported with a trembling voice: "Royal Highness, that envoy received a beating of some sort and ran to this official's residence, yelling that he wanted this official to give him an explanation, or else, he would have told this matter to their king."
Xuanyuan Chen scoffed, looked at Liang Qiusheng who was kneeling on the ground, who was trembling non-stop, and casually said: "Lord Liang caught a cold? Why is your body trembling? "
Liang Qiusheng had obviously been intimidated by the aura coming from Xuanyuan Chen's body, which was why he was trembling. It was just that Xuanyuan Chen found it funny, was he that scary? Why was it that every time Liang Qiusheng saw him, he would always look as timid as a mouse?
"The weather has been cold recently, but this official has been feeling a bit hot. However, nothing serious has happened." Liang Qiusheng answered, then asked: "Your Highness, how should I handle the threat from that envoy?"
"Lord Liang, please tell this king the sequence of events." Xuanyuan Chen said.
It happened right after the emissary was beaten up by Xuanyuan Chen and Xie Qingrong using a gunny sack over his head.
The envoy was humiliated like this in the Mo Bei, but he was extremely unhappy. He angrily returned to the Liang Household, wanting to use this matter to obtain some benefits.
When Liang Qiusheng heard that the envoy had come to the Liang Household again, he was a little surprised. However, when he saw the envoy's swollen face, he wanted to laugh, but could only do his best to restrain his laughter.
The messenger said angrily, "Is this how you, the Heavenly Sage, treat guests? I just had a small quarrel with you two over words, and you actually sent people to injure me! "
Liang Qiusheng was startled upon hearing this, he did not send anyone to beat up this emissary, but seeing that the emissary had been beaten up, Liang Qiusheng was pleased.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was just a small magistrate, he would have already retorted when he heard this envoy insult the Heavenly Sage unfairly!
"This... "Did I misunderstand that I did not send anyone to harm you?" Liang Qiusheng hesitated, but in her heart, she was overjoyed.
The envoy clenched his teeth, twisted his face, and spat out a few words: "Today's matter and the matter before, if the Heavenly Saint does not give us Wu Huan as compensation, Wu Huan will definitely let you all off scot-free!"
After throwing down those harsh words, he left the Liang Household in a rage once more.
Liang Qiusheng was a little confused, thinking that he should still report this matter to the Prince Chen.
After Xuanyuan Chen found out what happened, he smirked disdainfully and laughed coldly: "He's just an emissary trying to put on a show. If Wu Huan could do anything to us Heavenly Saints, why would he keep staring at him like a tiger?"
Hearing Xuanyuan Chen's cold words, Liang Qiusheng began to sweat profusely as he carefully wiped off the sweat on his forehead.
"Lord Liang, this king will give you a few more days to thoroughly investigate this case. If we can't find out the truth, we have to bear the consequences. " Xuanyuan Chen threatened coldly.
Liang Qiusheng's body trembled like a sieve as he muttered: "Then this official will take his leave first."
Xuanyuan Chen closed the scroll and placed it by his right hand side as he indifferently replied.
Xie Qingrong went to the camp where the wounded were being placed.
Most patients only have a cold and a fever, and no serious bodily harm.
The three military doctors were concocting soup and distributing it to the soldiers. This cut off the cold from the outside, but the inside was as warm as spring. Some of the soldiers were talking and laughing.
One of the injured patients welcomed Xie Qingrong with a smile when he saw her figure. "Princess, you're here."
Xie Qingrong indifferently replied as she walked to the side of the Military Doctor and helped him prepare the hot soup, then distributed it to the soldiers.
One of the military doctors was already somewhat old, with a white beard and a benevolent expression, he smiled and pulled Xie Qingrong to the side. "Princess, what do you want to learn today?"
Originally, the reason why Xie Qingrong often visited this place was to take care of the injured and the sick.
In the beginning, this old but kind military doctor didn't think much of Xie Qingrong, she only thought that it was just a moment of curiosity for something new.
He hadn't thought that the wangfei would be so quick-witted and learn very quickly. He'd thought that his medical skills would be invincible, but now that he'd met such a good disciple, he'd naturally seize this opportunity.
He taught everything he had learned to Xie Qingrong.
"I've read enough of the medical books that Master told me to read, and I've memorized all of these herbs." Xie Qingrong replied.