After the wrong flirtation, I became the villain's favorite

She followed Shuanghua, mixed in with the palace maids, and filed forward from the harem.

The originally noisy palace has become quiet, and people have gathered in the Supreme Harmony Hall Square.

She stood in the crowd, squeezed at the back of the palace maids. She couldn't see clearly what was happening in the front. She could only see that the eunuchs had changed into new uniforms and were leading the envoys dressed in various strange costumes in an orderly manner. Some of those envoys had different hair and beard colors from those of the Central Plains people, and some even had different eye colors.

What is the same is that they all have heartfelt respect for the young emperor who is high above them.

Song Nihuan learned from the whispers of the palace maids around her that not all new dynasties would be welcomed with congratulations from all nations. Only the recognition of the dynasty's strong power and the emperor's personal charm would attract surrounding countries to come and pay homage.

They carried rare treasures and traveled thousands of miles just to catch a glimpse of the beauty of the Celestial Empire.

In this event, in addition to signing mutually beneficial contracts with countries of equal strength, some weaker countries were also given preferential treatment and protection.

Such a grand scene is rare.

What followed was a long tribute from envoys from various countries. Through the translation by the interpreter Ling, who was fluent in all languages, Song Nihuan realized that Xie Tan's power was incredibly great.

The dynasty now has no checks and balances from vassal kings, and the imperial power has reached an unprecedented level of centralization. Xie Tan's former confidants of the Northern Frontier Army are stationed in the four directions of southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest of Dazhao. Millions of strong troops are willing to obey orders and be Xie Tan's knives and swords, and be the basis for Xie Tan to act recklessly in the court.

An emperor like Xie Tan who holds military power does not need to balance the delicate details between the imperial power and the power of ministers. He often expresses his will forcefully, and if the censors have objections, he will still do as he pleases.

The result was that all policies were implemented extremely efficiently and quickly, and most of his decisions were correct, especially during those years in the north, when he gained an understanding of the border countries and a sense of public opinion. After several operations, Dazhao was almost completely renewed.

The policy towards foreign countries is not all about annihilation; it is tough but has a bottom line, but the benefits that should be given should be divided without any more.

Naturally, it attracted congratulations from all nations.

She looked at him from a distance.

The emperor was dressed in a black robe with a gold crown, a costume only worn for ceremonies that outlined his figure well, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, as he sat upright on the throne.

His face could not be seen clearly. When the envoy knelt down and worshiped him, he just nodded slightly and accepted it calmly.

A smile appeared on Song Nihuan's lips, and she retreated calmly.

There was a man in the crowd who had been watching her for a while, and when he saw her leave, he actually followed her.

Everyone went in the direction of the celebration. The way Song Nihuan and Shuanghua took back to Yuxiu Palace was very quiet. When they reached the palace gate, they saw the ostentatious carriage. The white horse saw her coming, was stunned for a moment, and then snorted loudly, and kicked the ground with its hooves restlessly, as if complaining.

She suddenly felt that she was an unfit master.

Everyone has been busy these days, could it be that they have neglected it and forgotten to take it for a walk?

Song Nihuan and Shuanghua looked at each other.

Shuanghua: "I don't know how to drive a carriage."

Song Nihuan said: "I will."

The connection between the white horse and the carriage was very strong. She tried several times but failed to loosen it. She had no choice but to sit in this ostentatious carriage with Shuanghua. Where should they go? Everyone had gone to the Hall of Supreme Harmony. There was a horse farm in the Western Garden, and the envoys from the Western Garden must not be there.

Just go there.

The white horse was smart and knew it couldn't run freely because a cart was pulling behind it, so it walked slowly on the pasture. As it walked, it seemed to realize the danger and suddenly became uneasy.

The next moment, a black horse came up from behind them, and a man on the horse blew a whistle as he passed by Song Nihuan in the carriage.

After all, the white horse was a war horse. Sensing the dangerous aura of the man, it actually started running. The man was chasing it relentlessly. The white horse was pulling a heavy carriage behind it, and it was galloping as fast as it could, but it was still caught up by the black horse behind it. In an instant, the black horse blocked the way of the white horse.

The man reined in his black horse, looked down at her from above, his eyes roaming unceremoniously around her breasts and hips.

The woman was wearing the uniform of a palace maid, but she looked like a fairy, with black hair, white skin, attractive red lips, a slender neck, and a slender figure. He looked at her wantonly, and it seemed that she must have taken advantage of the fact that no one was out to release the horse.

She is just a palace maid. It would be fine to kill her even if the sky is my tent and the ground is my bed.

Song Nihuan suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and stared at this person in silence. This person was dressed in strange clothes and should be an envoy who came to congratulate. Why would he come here when everyone was in the Hall of Supreme Harmony?

He looked at her as if she were his prey, and the man smiled and said, "Girl, that's not how you release a horse."

As he said this, he raised the whip in his hand and whipped the white horse on its buttocks.

The white horse was keenly aware of the man's aggression, but was tied to the reins and could not dodge. It could only kick the mud under its feet anxiously, its mane standing up.

The next moment, a thin and slender hand tightly grasped the fallen whip.

Song Nihuan and the man turned their heads to look. They saw a young man who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a red court robe. He had a handsome face and sharp eyes. He was slightly out of breath due to running all the way here, and his fair face was flushed.

"Your Excellency is too insolent!" He said in a loud voice, then put down the whip and thrust it between Song Nihuan's carriage and the man.

The man narrowed his eyes and thought the boy looked familiar. He suddenly remembered and said, "You? Aren't you the...interpreter Ling from before?"

The young man straightened his chest, his eyes were sharp, "That's right. Your Excellency should be in the Hall of Supreme Harmony right now, not here."

"Da Zhao invited us here as guests. Why do you want to restrict guests from moving around?" The man said disdainfully, raising his eyebrows. "This maid is beautiful. I want her. Let me take her away as a gift."

After saying this, the man swung the horsewhip in his hand vaguely, deliberately stirring the corner of the boy's clothes.

The young man was not afraid at all, and said coldly: "I think your country is still uncivilized. In my Dazhao, women are not objects. If you want to marry, you must go through the parents' order, the matchmaker's words, three matchmakers and six betrothals, and go through the ceremony of knowing everything. What's more, this girl is a maid selected by the Dazhao royal family. She is from a good family. You can't just ask her for it!"

Unexpectedly, the man was wild and unruly. He drew out the knife in his hand and put it against the neck of the thin civil servant, saying disdainfully: "Who the hell are you..."

"Young Master Xie!" A man's loud voice came from not far away, interrupting the tense argument here.

These four words made Song Nihuan's heart stop for a moment, and she looked at the young man in surprise.