Chapter 27: One Palm to Rule the Country (2)
"Your Majesty, just give him a piece of land!" The ministers in the hall who thought they had taken advantage of others' benefits were anxious and spoke out, immediately followed by several other ministers!
"As it is the wish of the people of Beijiang..." Mu Bei Feng said, intentionally pausing for a moment, and saw the strong expectation in the eyes of the Beijiang envoy. Unintentionally, a faint smile crept onto his mouth. He looked down slowly and calmly, saying: "Since it is what the people of Beijiang long for, since everyone agrees, then I..."
The story of Modern Mowgli's slow crawl and speedy arrival flashed through her mind, and Xiaotong suddenly sat up with a start, slapping the table and shouting: "Wait a minute!"
The sudden loud shout interrupted Mo Bei Feng's words, shocking and attracting the attention of everyone in the hall!
"Is something wrong with Beikong Guifei?" Mufeng looked at her, a hint of amusement in the corners of his mouth.
"Hmm! Something's up!" Xia Tong hastily responded with a single sentence: "Your Majesty cannot agree to it!"
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Xia Tong, who was standing there.
As she felt herself standing out, becoming the focus of everyone's attention, Xia Tong broke out in a cold sweat and nervously glanced around. The officials looked at her with undisguised disgust in their eyes! The noblewomen and young ladies looked at her, except for the initial moment of surprise, now mostly thinking that there was a good show to watch! Mu Yunsheng's eyes shone brightly! The sincere trust and admiration directed at her made Xia Tong extremely perplexed!
"Why can't you just agree with him?"
Mo Beifeng's profound eyes revealed a hint of inquiry! Yundan Fengqing smiled, smiling so much that Xiaotong felt an urge to hit him: Is he a pig? He fell into someone else's trap and still managed to smile!
"Northern King's noble consort, Lǐguó princess, isn't it? Are you going to stop even the Southern country from offering some land to comfort the Northern border people?" The Northern Border General was displeased with Xiǎtóng's sudden interruption, and he asked with a mocking tone, his words full of provocative intent.
Everyone's fiery gaze converged on her body like a pillar, with surprise, realization, and sarcasm... Those fiery gazes entwined together, sparks that scorched people, as if they wanted to burn a hole through her.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she slightly turned her head, but Mu Yun Sheng still gazed at her with deep affection, his starry eyes filled with a hint of admiration! Oblivious to the potential danger!
Her palms, tightly clenched, had already begun to sweat slightly, and it wasn't until then that Xia Tong realized that if she couldn't explain things properly, or if she wasn't trusted by that pig-headed emperor, she would be dragged into the affairs of Li Country, and would put that deeply gazing man in harm's way!
"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
A low voice, like the hum of a mosquito, only audible to her, sounded from beside her. Xia Tong was taken aback, turned her head, and saw Mu Beichen pick up the wine in front of him, take a light sip, put it down, and turn his head to remind her: "The emperor is still waiting for your response!"
He just said: Don't be afraid? Is he here?
Without warning, all the unease and anxiety vanished. Xia Tong took a deep breath, calmly met the slightly sarcastic gaze of the Northern Frontier Envoy, looked up at Mu Bei Feng, and said in a clear voice: "Your Majesty, may I have someone bring the map of the Southern Territory?"
Mo Beifeng smiled and nodded slightly, without asking anything, and immediately someone brought over the sheepskin scroll.
Xia Tong was somewhat astonished, but she didn't have time to think much as she placed one palm on the unfolded sheepskin map of Nanguo and looked at Beijiang Jie Shi, asking: "What does Beijiang Jie Shi think of this piece of land?"
In an instant, the hall fell silent, and then someone exclaimed, and some people began to gasp in shock, because Xia Tong's palm had already covered half of Nanguo's rivers and mountains!

