"Otherwise, let her be your concubine."

"…!" As soon as this sentence was spoken, Nan Yan felt that the entire hall had quieted down, and she herself suddenly widened her eyes.

What did this person say?

Let yourself be Monk's concubine?

Suddenly, a burst of anger suddenly burned from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. This is no longer a joke, but it is an insult to the diplomatic relations between the two countries!

She glared at the Mandu and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean by what you say?!"

Mandu heard the angry words and turned his head to look at Nanyan, but his face seemed very calm, and there seemed to be a little smile at the corner of his eyes, and said, "That's what it means."

"you"

Seeing that Nan Yan was about to get angry, Monk hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Okay, OK, Concubine, don't be angry, Uncle Mandu, don't joke."

His face was still gentle, as if the smile was born with a smile on his face.

Turning his head and saying to Nan Yan, "Don't mind."

“…”

"My uncle likes to talk nonsense after drinking a little wine."

“Hahahahahaha.”

Mandu immediately laughed, reached out and patted Monk's shoulder, and said, "It's still my nephew who knows me."

Nanyan still stared at him.

She found that although this Mandu was laughing, there was no smile in his eyes.

He said to Munch: "I'm really joking about what I said just now, but there is one thing that is not a joke."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"There is no noble concubine in Your Majesty's palace."

“…”

"I have selected some young and beautiful women for Your Majesty. In a few days, I will send them to Your Majesty. Your Majesty will take a look. If you have any one you like, you might as well stay."

This is the beginning of giving women to the emperor openly.

Nan Yan heard this and felt chaotic and couldn't help but turn around and leave. Monk still smiled and said, "I will naturally accept my good intentions."

“That’s good.”

Mandu said, turning around and leaving with the wine glass.

But after taking two steps, he stopped again and looked back at Nan Yan's back.

A ray of light flashed in his eyes.

Monk walked to Nanyan's side and said with a smile: "I offended just now."

Nanyan turned his head and looked at him.

Now, I understand a little what Zhu Feng and the others said before.

Although the emperor Monk became the emperor, it seems that he is not free to be aware of it.

As we walked in, we could see that the ministers around us were very casual to him. Except for some confidants, other important officials who held great power had a subtle attitude towards him.

Same as this Mandu.

Nan Yan felt a little pity for him, but he didn't say anything, and just said lightly: "It's okay, I just don't listen to something bad."

Monk smiled and said, "This is a good habit."

Nanyan glanced at him.

I'm afraid he often hears bad things.

Monk looked at her and then smiled and said, "Please sit down."

He specially placed Nanyan's seat on his throne's position. After Nanyan thanked him, he sat there.

Monk sat back on his throne.

When the emperor and the guest of honor all settled down, the people in the hall also walked to their seats and sat down. Nan Yan immediately saw that the person sitting at his starting point was Arislan.

There is also an elderly and charming beauty beside him.

It seems that either his mother or his sister.

A pair of phoenix eyes stared at myself intently.

It may not be very good to be stared at by the beauty, especially with such a sharp gaze, as if she wanted to see through herself. Nan Yan couldn't help but feel a little sweaty in her palm.

She coughed lightly, raised her head and looked at the opposite side.

But I saw that opposite King Nanli, the seat was empty.

Then, should it be King Beili?

He did not attend?

Nanyan remembered that Zhu Feng and the others mentioned that these two kings were originally the right-hand men of the emperor, but obviously, after ascending the throne, because Monk relied on Arislan, King Ashige of Beili had become disunited with him.

The previous battle in Peking was fought with him.

I originally thought that I would meet him tonight and figure out some things, but I didn't expect that he would not attend.

Did he not come to the emperor's banquet?

Nan Yan was muttering in his heart, and at this time, Monk, who was sitting above, stood up.

He said, "Everyone, today is the day when the Yan Kingdom Concubine Si Nanyan first arrived in our country. I specially set up a banquet to entertain guests. Everyone raises their glasses to toast this guest."

After saying that, he picked up the wine glass in front of him.

The other officials also raised their wine glasses one after another.

When Nan Yan saw this, he hurriedly stood up and picked up the golden cup on the table in front of him, which was filled with fine wine.

Everyone toasted her, and she said politely: "Thank you, your Majesty, thank you all."

Then, covered it with long sleeves and took a sip of wine.

Very spicy!

In the past, in Yan Country, she would drink a little wine from time to time. Although it was not a large amount, her alcohol content was not bad.

However, the wine in China is too strong.

After drinking this sip, it was like swallowing a piece of red carbon that kept burning from his mouth to his throat.

Nanyan's eyes suddenly turned red.

She endured it so hard that she did not cough due to choking.

Arislan, who was sitting at the bottom of the game, saw her like this and said, "Are you okay?"

Nan Yan didn't say anything, just smiled politely at everyone, then put down the wine glass and sat back in the seat.

Mrs. Nomine on the other side glanced at them, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and drank a silent drink.

At this time, Monk clapped his hands again and heard a sound of drums and music outside the hall. Everyone was attracted to their attention. When they looked up, they saw Princess Baoyin wearing a slim horse outfit, holding a whip in her hand, and singing and dancing with a few women.

This is the dance of the country.

After all, they are grassland people. Their dance comes from daily life and is also related to horse riding and hunting, so whip dancing reflects this kind of life.

The dance posture is graceful and full of strength, which shows not only the softness of a woman, but also a cool and heroic posture.

Nanyan was stunned.

After a while, the song ended.

Everyone around them clapped their hands in admiration. Several young officials looked at Princess Baoyin with their eyes straight and said repeatedly: "It's so beautiful."

It's really beautiful.

Nan Yan stared at Princess Baoyin, and couldn't help but wonder, why is she not as good as her?

Just as I was thinking, suddenly, another burst of applause rang out of the hall.

A thick voice said: "Okay."

As soon as he heard this voice, many people in the hall changed their faces, and even Munch, who was originally smiling, had a slightly flash of eyes.
Chapter completed!