How to Survive As a Villain

At the end of the banquet, the talks were very happy. Xiao Yu'an let the most red-sleeved belt Xiao Pingyang and other envoys go to the North Royal City.

The Northland still has snow. In Xiqiao, there is no such beauty in the silver. The girls are frozen and their cheeks are red, but they are very excited.

Xiao Pingyang reached out and grabbed the snow on the branches. The snow white gradually became transparent and melted in her hands. In the end, only the cold water was left. The wonderful changes were unexpectedly interesting. The architectural style of the Northland is slightly different from that of the Western Kingdom. It is even more magnificent, with Kowloon and Jinwu engraved everywhere.

These are also like snowflakes, which makes Xiao Pingyang feel interesting. She looks up and looks down at the attic.

Xiao Pingyang pointed at the question and asked, "Where is that?"

The red sleeves looked down at her eyes and explained: "Ah, that is Yuhualou. After a few days of emperor's birthday, you will entertain the party here."

Xiao Pingyang is quite interested: "Since it is the place where the birthday of the Northern King is celebrated, is there anything special?"

The red sleeve said: "There is a lotus pond in the middle of the attic."

"Lianchi? Is this a snowy day, isn't it a scene of dead leaves?"

The red sleeves cover the lips and chuckle: "It is not a real flower. It is a lotus carved from gold. It is extremely delicate and lifelike. There is a white jade table in the center of the lotus pond. From the top of the country, only Princess Yongning can dance on the white jade platform."

Xiao Pingyang nodded and asked: "Can you go and see?"

The red sleeves hesitated a little, but still led Xiao Pingyang and his party.

Although it took a few days to be a birthday, the Yuhua Building has been decorated with lights and is extremely festive. Many slaves cleaned outside the pavilion, but the pavilion was silent.

The carved beams and painted buildings, the layers of the pavilion are burning with precious incense, wooden beams and flying dragonflies, one layer is more delicate than one layer.

The Jinlian Baiyu Pool is on the fifth floor.

After the red sleeves, I felt that the building was so quiet. It was already late. The group had just stepped into the fifth floor. A woman in a green dress with a very burly figure shouted: "Hey!"

A group of people were scared to death, and she saw her twisting, blushing and blaming: "What are you doing?? No one told you that Princess Yongning is practicing dance here?? I hate it, I am going out soon?"

The red sleeves quickly bowed to apologize and led the Western Ministers to rush out of the pavilion.

But Xiao Pingyang seems to have not heard the general, his eyes crossed Tsui, and he fixedly looked at the attic.

If Da Yao Chi, Jin Lian is exposed, singing and dancing is flat, above the Yutai, a woman dressed in a plain white cloud skirt looks at the sleeves, cleverly laughs, dances, and hands-on, is the world's prosperous three thousand.

Princess Yongning heard the noise, strangely jumped off Baiyutai, walked a few steps, and the footsteps were light, like Feiyan.

"Princess Yongning, slaves do not know that you are practicing dance here, but also ask the princess to forgive." Red sleeves bowed to the ground.

"No matter, get up quickly." Princess Yongning waved her sleeves and her eyes fell on Xiao Pingyang. She asked strangely: "What are these sisters?"

"Back to the princess, is the envoy of Xiqiao State." Red sleeve said.

"Xi's country, Xiao Pingyang has seen Princess Yongning, the Princess is a thousand years old." Xiao Pingyang's courtesy.

"Xi's country?" Princess Yongning murmured, then smiled cheerfully. "Are you a princess?"

Xiao Pingyang said: "Yes."

"Is it a visit to the Imperial City?"

"Hey,

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Princess Yongning suddenly took Xiao Pingyang’s hands and held them on his chest. He did not hide his joy: “I will take you to visit!”

Xiao Pingyang was in the same place and immediately asked: "Are you not practicing dance?"

"Oh, nothing, it is the dance for the birthday of the emperor's brother, I am already very familiar." Princess Yongning picked up the skirt, "I am going to change clothes, wait for me." Said the trot into the cabinet hidden room.

The Xiqiao country and the party face each other, some people whispered: "A warm and passionate princess..."

Tsui sighed: "The girls don't know. There are few princesses in our palace who are equal to her age. The princess lacks a playmate, so I will be delighted to see you."

Xiao Pingyang nodded, and his eyes were deep, and there was a hint of gentleness hidden.

In the palace, the tribute of Xiqiao State was neatly arranged in two rows. Xiao Yu'an looked at me to show you a mysterious expression of the baby, and looked at a box with a box in Luohe.

"Should it be there?" Xiao Yuan crossed the box with the silk satin, the antiques, and looked around.

After he was in Xiao Yu’s body, he was slightly confused. He wanted to ask Xiao Yu’an what he was looking for. Xiao Yu’an suddenly stopped and looked happy. “It’s this!” In front of him is an ice nectar completely sealed by wax, and the tentacles are cold.

Xiao Yuan pushed and pushed, seeing the cover silk does not move, asked Qihe Qing: "Are you playing?"

The river draws the sword, cuts the wax of the seal, inserts the sword into the gap of the ice, and pushes it open. The ice is covered with a three-layer porcelain box, the large set is small, and the third and second layers are in the gap. It is all melted ice water, and only the first layer has some ice floes.

Xiao Yu'an opened the innermost layer, and his eyes filled with a warm smile: "Oh, sure enough."

When the river was clear, the box had many red fruits and scaly bulges. It was quite strange: "What is this?"

Xiao Yu'an picked up one, and after peeling, the fruit showed white flesh. Xiao Yu'an made a move to his mouth, and he was caught by the river and blocked his movements.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yuan is puzzled.

"If it is poisonous."

“噗一一” Xiao Yu’an smiled and handed the fruit to Luohe Qing. “Would you help me with the poison?”

The Weihe River is slightly clear, and the fruit is imported into the fruit. The fruit is very sweet and cold.

"Is it delicious?" Xiao Yuan asked, "Hey! You remember to vomit!! The black one in the middle, spit it out!"

Luhe Qing spit out the black core and held his breath. For a long time, he said: "It should be no poison."

Xiao Yuan laughed and said: "I know that there is no poison. How can I let you test the poison? This is called Litchi, which is a special product of Xiqiao."

It is also one of the original favorite foods in the river. In the original book, every time the lychee matures, the river will go to Xiqiao, and while eating the lychee, the life is happy.

Xiao Yu'an pondered such a famous specialty, and the ambassador of Xiqiao State should be a tribute, and he was guessed correctly.

"Right, do you know an ancient poem?" Xiao Yuan picked up a lychee and held it in his palm. He looked at the river and smiled. He smiled and said, "I laughed at the red dust scorpion. Lychee is coming."

Luohe Qing stared at Xiao Yu'an, and for a long while, he suddenly pulled his mouth and revealed a very stiff smile.

Xiao Yu’an was stupid, and his eyes were stunned. The lychee in his hand almost rolled. After the reaction, he trembled and reached out and shuddered at the ice: "It’s all yours!"

Shock! ! !

The kind of Ma Wen male lord did not hesitate to sell the hue in order to eat lychee! !

Male silent woman tears! The readers are crying! ! The size of my wife is crying! ! ! Don't cry, not the earth! ! !

Luohe was not happy at all. He regained his cold expression and his tone was faint: "Too much."

"Nothing, the weather in the Northland can be saved, that is, don't eat too much a day, get angry." Xiao Yuan was scared to push the ice to the side of the river.

Luohe sighed: "Thank you."

Xiao Yu'an patted Luhe Qing: "You're welcome." The men are selling and laughing, what a few lychees are.

After solving the lychee, Xiao Yuan curiously picked up other gifts. This time, Xiqiao came with sincerity. The tribute was dazzling and dazzling. Xiao Yuan squinted through a box of jewels, suddenly stopped and reached out from the box. Pick up a cinnabar red engraved flower bud, look at it for a while, grab it into the palm of your hand and collect it: "The rest are sent to Yongning Temple."