Chapter 442 Good News on New Year's Eve

It has been busy since the beginning of the twelfth lunar month last year. On the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, the second batch of grain and grass was ready, and Fucang personally escorted it to the border.

With the advent of New Year's Eve, the first good news sent from the border was a New Year's gift from Qi Ling to the Queen. The army of Northern Xinjiang was forced to retreat two thousand miles. Defeated.

The ministers of Xiqi were in great spirits, and the palace banquet on New Year's Eve was more lively than in previous years.

Fucang Guabao was not present at the banquet, and Her Majesty the Queen was not in a good mood. Halfway through the palace banquet, Chu Qinghuang thought of Duanmu Yu who was imprisoned in the palace, and casually raised her fingers: "Yuanbao."

Yuan Bao stepped forward quickly and bowed his head respectfully: "Your Majesty."

"Go and invite Emperor Duanmu over."

"yes."

"Only him is invited." Chu Qinghuang confessed, "No one else is allowed to follow. I don't want to go on a killing spree in the palace tonight, New Year's Eve."

"Slave understands."

So Yuanbao stepped down from the high platform and said to Chu Xuanyi, who was on duty: "Your Majesty has a decree to invite Emperor Duanmu to come alone to attend the New Year's Eve palace banquet."

Chu Xuanyi nodded and turned around to invite Duanmu Yu.

Duanmu Yu, who had been imprisoned in the palace for several months, became much more haggard during this period, and his whole person looked much gloomier. For half a year, he regretted almost all the time, regretting that he had only brought a few dozen masters with him. Be around.

If he had brought more people, he wouldn't be in this situation.

Of course, regret is just his personal emotion. In addition to regret, Duanmu Yu also developed a strong hatred for Chu Qinghuang. He made countless plans to conquer Xiqi in his heart every day, vowing to avenge this revenge. You can’t take this tone!

From being trapped in the hot summer to the cold winter, he was like an anxious beast. He lost his temper every day. However, except for the masters from Northern Xinjiang who followed him, the people from the Xiqi Palace were only responsible for sending one person to the hospital for one day every day. Three meals a day, ignoring his temper and complaints.

Over time, Duanmuyu even thought that he would be trapped and die here.

So when he saw Chu Xuanyi walking in with someone, he said to him: "Tonight, New Year's Eve, your Majesty invites Emperor Duanmu to attend the New Year's Eve banquet."

Duanmuyu almost thought he heard wrongly.

After being stunned for a while, he finally spoke as if to confirm: "New Year's Eve palace banquet?"

Chu Xuanyi nodded.

"Chu Qinghuang invited me over?"

Chu Xuanyi's expression paused slightly, but he still nodded: "Only Emperor Duanmu is invited, no one else can be brought."

Duanmu Yu's face changed slightly, and then he sneered: "What? Your Majesty the Queen is worried that the masters around me will assassinate her?"

"On New Year's Eve, Her Majesty the Queen and the ministers are staying up late, and the palace banquet tonight is very lively." Chu Xuanyi said lightly, "Your Majesty just doesn't want any accidents to happen, let alone see blood on the occasion of the New Year."

Duanmu Yu had a worried look on his face, especially when he heard the words "The palace banquet is very lively tonight", no matter how he thought about it, he felt that something was wrong, and there was an ominous premonition in his heart, as if something big and uneasy was about to happen. Similar.

After being silent for a while, he didn't say anything. He knew in his heart that he probably couldn't get anything out of Chu Xuanyi's mouth.

Anyone who has been trapped for half a year will long for a little freedom.

What's more, he is the king of a country.

Duanmu Yu stood up and said, "I'll change my clothes."

"The clothes Emperor Duanmu is wearing are quite good. There is no need to change them specially." Chu Xuanyi looked at the other party's brocade robe and said, "My Queen, I don't pay attention to these things."

Duanmu Yu's face couldn't help but darken again, and he said coldly: "In that case, just lead the way."

Chu Xuanyi turned around and walked out, followed by Duanmu Yu.

In the palace garden, many masters from Northern Xinjiang stared at Chu Xuanyi with cold eyes and murderous intent, as if they were waiting to take action at any time.

"There are many shadow guards outside this palace. Even if you are lucky enough to defeat me, you will never be able to escape from this palace wall." Chu Xuanyi warned calmly, "Emperor Duanmu does not have many masters around him. If it is on New Year's Eve, If the night is damaged a little more, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to move forward."

After these words fell, the masters were obviously wary. Duanmu Yu's expression became a little more ugly, and he waved coldly to signal them to retreat.

Then he followed Chu Xuanyi towards the lively Royal Garden.