Chapter 23: A Night Banquet in the Palace

  Mo Beifeng turned his head, and Xia Tong immediately felt relieved of a heavy burden, letting out a sigh.

  Gently stroking her chest, she had just lifted her head when "thud", the heart that had fallen also picked up again: He slightly raised his eyebrows and smiled at her with a corner of his mouth, for a moment, then parted ways like settling accounts after autumn.

  Xia Tong had just sat down when a eunuch loudly announced:

  "The Second Prince of Lirien has arrived!"

  "The messenger from Beijiang has arrived!"

  As the eunuch reported, the officials immediately collected their expressions, and the noble ladies also stopped whispering to each other. Mu Beichen also raised his head from Liu Ying's gentle voice, gazing at the entrance of Luoshan Palace!

  Wasn't it just the Lǐguó messenger? Why are there more Beijiang messengers now?

  Several figures entered one after another, coming from inside!

  The man in front was about twenty years old, wearing a plain colored brocade robe, with a purple gold crown on his head, and a cold face that showed a healthy ancient copper color, which could be seen as the result of many years of fighting on the battlefield. His sword-like eyebrows were deep-set, and his pair of cold starry eyes looked at him with disdain, with an air of being born to be a king that did not allow people to ignore him!

  The women in the hall couldn't help but stare at the Second Prince with wide eyes, their gazes fixed on him. Handsome, elegant, and exuding a strong masculine aura! As his starry eyes swept over her, Summer Tong felt inexplicably flustered, as if he had seen through her thoughts! She no longer dared to glance at the Northern Border Envoy again, her heart racing uncontrollably: What should she do? The Second Prince, Mu Yan's brother, who had an unusual emotional entanglement with her, had arrived! If he found out that she was an imposter and had killed his sister... Summer Tong really didn't dare to imagine the consequences!

  There's no more reasonable ending for her except death!

  A fleeting sense of loss flashed across those exquisite starry eyes, gone in an instant!

  With big strides, he walked to the front of the hall and bowed to the grand throne, saying in a loud voice: "The ambassador of Lǐ Guó, Mù Yún Shēng, pays his respects to the Emperor of Nán Guó!" The cold-faced guards behind him also bowed in unison.

  Mo Beifeng slightly raised his hand, "Second Prince, no need for excessive courtesy, take a seat!"

  Mu Yun nodded in thanks, and as he turned around, he seemed to unintentionally glance at Xia Tong. Then, he sat down directly on the left side, facing her, his cold star-like eyes staring straight at her!

  What's wrong with Yunsheng?

  His name is Mu Yunsheng, and that jade pendant with the word 'cloud' engraved on it belongs to him. Was he the one who kissed you last night?

  Xiatong thought for a moment, and with just one glance upwards, she met the radiant starry eyes. Her face turned red, her eyelids drooped, and with a guilty conscience, she looked at the pastries on the table in front of her, but didn't dare to look up at him again!