The abandoned queen is reborn: she makes the prince cry and seizes the throne!

Wu Yanhe went upstairs, stood beside her, and looked down at the worldly affairs at this moment.

"We will be able to reach Shangjing tomorrow."

Xue Ji nodded. Even though she hadn't arrived in Shangjing yet, she could already roughly guess how prosperous Shangjing must be. This place was indeed completely different from Luanzhou and Huiran.

After the inn closed, the streets outside were very quiet. An old night watchman was beating gongs and drums and shouting, "It's dry. Be careful with fire."

It is necessary to follow the local customs. Xue Ji grabbed her collar and looked at the extremely complicated clothes of Dali people, frowning, "I don't know how to interpret the ancient music--"

The clothes of the Dali people were really too complicated, with three layers inside and three layers outside. Although they were more beautiful, they were troublesome to put on and take off.

She was just about to call Gu Le over when the outer door creaked open and a man came in under the moonlight, his long boots stepping on the ground as he walked inside.

Xue Ji was pulling her clothes into a mess, and when she looked up she saw the man standing behind the curtain, looking down at her.

Suddenly, his face turned red from his neck to his face.

"You...how did you get here?"

"Ji'er won't, just call me over." He leaned forward, touching her collar with his long fingers. The clothes were thin, and his fingertips hooked the coat, and with a little force, it slipped off...

The room was filled with dim moonlight, illuminating her blushing face.

The next day.

Xue Ji came to Shangjing City in a carriage. Wu Yanhe rode past on horseback, and the carriage behind him rumbled along, passing through the main street of Shangjing City.

Dali must have received the news long ago, and the people from the Ministry of Rites were waiting at the gate to welcome them. It was not until they saw the team of figures appearing on the road from afar that the Minister of Rites hurriedly said, "Hurry! The people are coming!"

The Ministry of Rites welcomed the group into the imperial city and placed the envoys in the Honglu Temple. As soon as they got off the carriage, the eunuchs in the palace came over to report the news.

"Oh - fellow envoys, it's really tiring for you to come here from afar. My prince has given special instructions. Knowing that the envoys have a long journey, he has ordered the envoys to bathe and rest before entering the palace." The eunuch smiled and said a lot of words, and the mute slave beside Wu Yanhe nodded. The eunuch was waiting for his reply, but who would have thought that the man turned around and left without saying a word.

Just as she was wondering, Gu Le hurried forward and said, Dali's language was a little clumsy, "Don't be surprised, he can't speak." Gu Le also felt the pain of the mute slave who could not speak. She spoke Dali's language poorly, and was afraid that the eunuch would not understand, so she could only make chaotic gestures with gestures.

The eunuch seemed to understand what he said, nodded and left.

The Honglu Temple was quite spacious. Xue Ji rested in the carriage for half a day and now his spirit had almost recovered.

A large number of maids and guards filed in and out of the Honglu Temple. When Xue Ji was still dizzy and couldn't tell which way was which, the maids in groups of two or three gently took her arms and half pushed and half pulled her into the inner room.

In the inner room, the plain white weft yarn moved in the wind. As soon as I entered, I felt a wave of hot air blowing on my face. The maid spoke crisply and ordered everyone to close all the windows in the room.

When Xueji got closer, he saw that there was actually a small hot spring in the room!

She stood in the middle like a puppet, surrounded by several maids. Some of them took off her clothes, some of them took off her hair accessories, and then she soaked in the hot spring.

She was naked, while those pretty maids who were silent and didn't say a word were all dressed neatly. Xue Ji's face turned a little red, but fortunately the surface of the hot spring was covered with flowers.

She buried her body underneath and smiled foolishly, "Sisters, I can just take a bath by myself..." She had never seen so many people needed to serve for a bath, nor had she ever seen such a big scene.

Unexpectedly, she had just said one sentence and all the maids knelt down. Xue Ji didn't dare to speak.

One of them said, "Yu is an honored guest of our dynasty. The prince has specifically instructed that the Honglu Temple should not neglect her... If Yu feels uncomfortable, just tell her directly."

Xue Ji half understood what they said and thought, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. So she closed her eyes and let them play with her.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, the scene instantly appeared in my mind, except that the protagonist in my mind had changed. Wu Yanhe was naked in the hot spring, with several maids around him...

Cigarette smoke...

Xue Ji suddenly opened his eyes and shook his head.

The maid who was watering her plants thought the water temperature was not right, so she asked softly, "Do you think the water is too cold?"

"Ah? No... just right."

She was like a wooden doll. After taking a bath, the maids were busy dressing her.

After finally getting out, Xue Ji took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and saw Wu Yanhe opening the door and coming out.

There was no one behind him, but he had obviously changed his clothes.

"Xueji, come here." He waved his hand, and Xueji ran over with her skirt lifted. "Do you feel comfortable bathing?"

Xue Ji blinked. Being served by a group of sisters, she felt comfortable, but she always felt a little awkward.

He reached out and held her hand. When he got closer, he could still smell the hibiscus fragrance on her body. "Have dinner first, then follow me to the palace to meet the Regent."

Xue Ji nodded, followed him closely, and asked, "Is the Regent the prince those sisters are talking about?"

"should be."

The Honglu Temple was afraid that these distinguished guests would not be able to get used to the food of the Dali Dynasty, so it specially invited chefs from the grassland from afar.

The food was delicious. Xue Ji nodded as she ate, "It has a unique flavor."

The mutton was fragrant and not smelly, and tasted very good. It was served with one or two side dishes, and Xueji was very satisfied.

After dinner, the palace carriage had already stopped outside. The eunuchs were waiting outside and personally greeted the guests, "Please come in, both of you."

The carriage was spacious and fully stocked with snacks and tea. Xueji had just finished his meal, but when he saw these exquisite little gadgets, he still picked them up to smell and taste them.

The plum blossom pastry was crispy on the outside and fragrant on the inside. She was surprised after taking a bite. She quickly handed the pastry to Wu Yanhe and said, "Try it. It's delicious."

Wu Yanhe lowered his head and took a bite, "Hmm...it's really good."

The pastry in the mouth is very sweet, and the bean paste inside is very sweet and fragrant when you lick it with your lips and tongue.

Xue Ji kept eating them one after another as if she had discovered some treasure. Just as she picked up a square pea-yellow pastry, someone grabbed her wrist.

"This pastry is sweet and difficult to digest. It was just made with mutton, so it's not advisable to eat too much at this time." Wu Yanhe followed her hand and placed the pastry on the plate.