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Chapter 227 Father, Your Majesty, I Request You to Abdicate 42

In front of the city gate, two rows of soldiers in red and blue uniforms held lanterns to illuminate the sky. Thinking of the fate of the captured Qin people in the past, they felt a chill on their backs and their faces were depressed.

They stood on both sides like statues, like rag dolls without souls, without any life at all. The fat prime minister stood in the middle, his round body was particularly eye-catching, holding a long rope in his hand.

The end of the rope was tied to the weak and delicate Empress Yili, who was sitting high on the dragon throne in gorgeous golden court robes.

After a burst of dust, a group of Qin soldiers appeared in front of the prime minister like ghosts. They dismounted their horses in unison and quickly lined up on both sides to make way for the middle road.

He scanned his surroundings sharply, his hands placed on the arrow feathers behind him, and remained alert at all times.

When he saw the figure in black armor in front of the team, the Prime Minister couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in his heart.

However, when he looked back at the empress, his eyes revealed endless sadness. I believe that Your Majesty can also understand his own difficulties, all for the sake of not telling the people!

"Prime Minister Weier pays respects to His Royal Highness the King of Yan of the Qin Dynasty!" The Prime Minister lowered his always proud head and said respectfully,

This posture seemed a bit out of place on him, making people feel funny. Jiuli jumped off the horse lightly, with a touch of red lips slightly raised, revealing a bit of teasing.

Wei An was injured by her and kept silent. She didn't believe that Weier was so well-behaved. It was hard to attract her favor. She pulled the spear on the horse's back and approached step by step.

"No need to be so polite." After waiting for a full quarter of an hour, he said.

Her sharp eyes swept over the silent ministers behind Weir one by one. Their casual posture exuded a suffocating sense of oppression. She looked around and saw that basically everything was here.

"Weir has prepared a sumptuous banquet in the palace. Your Highness, please come in and take a seat." Weir lowered his head, his voice was calm and gentle, but the coldness in his eyes could not be concealed.

As long as this person can be brought into the palace, Buyu Country will have a chance of survival. The Qin Emperor loves this prince the most! I think he will agree to half of Buyu's territory, right?

"Lead the way." He narrowed his eyes slightly and motioned Meng Yan beside him to follow him, while sending out a danger signal.

Will's brain started working rapidly. The Silver-Armored Guards were following closely on both sides. Under such circumstances, his original plan might be difficult to implement!

But he did not give up. His eyes rolled and he immediately came up with a plan. His originally heavy steps became brisk.

The Buyu Palace is a typical castle-style building, built on the mountain, with a magnificent momentum. Not far in front of it is a large area of ​​colorful roses, which is beautiful. The layout inside the palace is even more luxurious and jaw-dropping.

"Your Highness, please take a seat." Will bowed slightly, extended his hand in an invitation gesture, and spoke in a sincere tone.

"The first seat is for people of noble status, and only Your Highness is worthy of it here." There was a careful hint of provocation in his words.

At the end of the steps was an exquisite throne inlaid with bright red rubies and sapphires, exuding a strong Buyu country style. Jiuli took a look with interest, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Will, put away your shabby little tricks." She exposed the other party without any hesitation.

Then he strode towards the seemingly ordinary chair on the left and sat down steadily.

Meng Yan and Nie Yu looked at each other and understood what he meant. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with what he said. Suddenly they realized what was going on and sat down on both sides.

"Your Highness, you misunderstood. Will just wanted to express my highest respect to you." Will explained repeatedly, but his eyes were filled with well-concealed regret.

"Hmph!" Nie Yu snorted coldly, staring at Wei Er with sharp eyes. This guy is really good at sweet talk and flattery!

"Your Highness, in my opinion, we should just chop him to death and be done with it! Look at the food they prepared?" As he spoke, his eyes flashed with obvious murderous intent.

"These are traditional delicacies of the Bu Yu Country, and they are also the highest courtesy we show to our distinguished guests. How can you say that, General?" Weir forced a smile, trying to calm Nie Yu's anger.

"It's all green leaves, and you can call it a delicacy? So this is your delicacy? Even the dogs in my Great Qin wouldn't eat it! It's not even a staple food, and it can be considered a delicacy?" Meng Yan blinked, his eyes turned cold, and were full of disgust.

Ignoring the heated debate below and the look from Weir, he poured himself a glass of red rouge wine and took a sip.

"Generals, please don't be angry. The people of Bu Yu country mainly eat meat as their staple food. The generals may not like it." Will pinched his thigh tightly, and kept reminding himself in his heart not to be angry and to stay calm, because there are many people behind him!

He thought to himself, there is an old saying in the Qin Dynasty: It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge! These two reckless men will be taught a lesson sooner or later!

"You're so annoying all the time. Hurry up and get me a big bowl!" Nie Yu glanced at the small wine glass and said angrily.

At the same time, he glanced at His Highness, who was drinking leisurely, and wondered what the meaning of His Highness's action was. But his face was like a fool.

Looking at Meng Yan who was sitting below, he was being picky and looked disgusted. When he looked at Nie Yu, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes. Obviously, he also didn't know how to perform next. After all, His Highness didn't tell them the specific details? ! Well, just perform on the spot, it doesn't matter.

"That's great," Will stood up, a faint smile on his face, and clapped his hands lightly.

Will stopped, and a team of dancers wearing tulle and with graceful figures walked slowly into the hall with light steps, holding fine wine, delicacies and fresh fruits in their hands, and placed the trays in front of everyone one by one.

As the group of dancers entered, a strong aroma came to his face. Nie Yu frowned. This smell seemed familiar. Then he winked at Meng Yan.

"Your Highness, please come and appreciate her," Will turned to look at the dancer in the hall, a barely perceptible cunning flashing in his eyes.

The dancers swung their hands, twisted their hips, raised their legs and spun around, their movements were like a charm, as if to seduce the soul. The tulle fell as they danced, and their white waists danced like spirit snakes, dazzling the eyes.

If there were any drunkards and lustful people here, they would probably rush forward like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food. He kept looking at the faces of the Qin people, each one more handsome than the other, even some of the big and burly ones had delicate and unusual faces, so he danced even harder.

Wei Er saw that there was no emotion in the King of Yan's eyes. As an old hand in the world of women, he could easily tell that he was either a homosexual or had not yet awakened to the world.

Thinking of this, Will gestured outside.

Soon after, a group of teenagers about fourteen or fifteen years old walked in. They had blond hair and blue eyes, dressed in red. They spun and jumped like flames, graceful yet masculine and heroic.

Little did they know that the ordinary-looking Mu Huasui standing behind Jiuli clenched his weapon tightly, wishing he could cut Weir's head off!

"What is he doing?" Nie Yu tilted his head and looked at Meng Yan with confusion.

"Maybe this is a custom of silence?" Meng Yan looked around, and when he saw the strange smile on Weir's face, an incredible idea gradually formed in his mind, no way?

"You say you can't dance, but look at that twisting butt, it's much more exciting than that of a dancer." Nie Yu laughed strangely and let out a sigh.

"Huh?!" Meng Yan instantly distanced himself from Nie Yu, and suddenly remembered that this guy was only a few years younger than His Majesty, and His Majesty already had a group of children. Could it be that he... liked men?