inspire-indiana Chapter 517 The Handsome Man Walking Out of the Painting
Chapter 517 The Handsome Man Walking Out of the Painting
The dragon chariot passed through the ruined city gate of Shangjing and stopped in the city wall behind the gate.
At the same time, Chen Pingzhi, who was guarding Shangjing, sent someone to notify Yelu Yuan immediately.
I took a deep breath and walked quickly forward to greet him.
Originally, the welcoming task was to be given to Li Leshi. After all, Li Leshi was not from the National Protection Army and had a clean background in front of Emperor Qing.
But Li Che wrote a letter a few days ago saying that he and Emperor Qing had reached an agreement, and the generals from the National Protection Army no longer had to hide their identities.
Chen Pingzhi naturally believed it. His prince would never disappoint anyone on such matters. Moreover, although Emperor Qing could be considered the enemy of the National Protection Army, he was indeed not a stingy emperor.
Therefore, he simply went to meet him in person.
The dragon chariot stopped in front of him, and a mighty emperor in a dragon robe slowly walked down, followed by two young princes, Li Che and Li Lin.
Chen Pingzhi was slightly stunned, then stepped forward and said, "Chen Pingzhi, I pay my respects to Your Majesty."
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Shangjing Royal City.
After receiving the news, Yelu Yuan immediately got busy. Half of his guards cleaned up the palace, and the other half helped him put on the clothes he only wore when attending grand ceremonies.
Yelu Xian and a group of Yelu royal family children stood by, watching helplessly, their eyes full of confusion.
When Yelu Yuan saw his brothers and sisters, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, but he still ordered the guards to take them away.
Since ancient times, most descendants of royal families whose countries were destroyed did not have a good ending. Yelu Yuan had no idea how Emperor Qing would deal with them, and now he himself could hardly protect himself.
"Royal brother." Yelu Xian looked at Yelu Yuan.
"Xian'er, please go with them first. I will speak to His Majesty the Emperor of Daqing about your matter."
"Brother, Xian'er wants to stay here... I heard that Prince Feng and Prince Yan will also come, Xian'er..."
Although Yelu Yuan had promised her many times that he would never let her marry Prince Feng.
But Yelu Xian still had a hunch that the Emperor of Daqing would most likely arrange a marriage between him and Prince Feng.
This speculation was not only based on a woman's intuition, but also because she heard that the Prince of Yan already had a wife, but the Prince of Feng did not.
Moreover, it is said that the Daqing Emperor favored Prince Feng very much...
Yelu Xian wanted to see what the King Feng looked like.
"No!" Yelu Yuan said sternly.
Seeing Yelu Xian startled and with a look of sympathy and grievance in his eyes, Yelu Yuan couldn't help but feel soft-hearted and explained softly:
"Xian'er, you are very beautiful, and His Majesty the Emperor of Daqing is in his prime. If he sees you, he might have other thoughts in mind."
Although marrying anyone is fine, marrying a prince is better than marrying an emperor.
The Emperor of Daqing was already an old man, and if his sister married him, she would probably just be a decorative vase in the harem.
If she were to marry the prince, with her outstanding appearance, she might be able to win a place in the prince's heart. If the prince were fortunate enough to ascend the throne in the future, the Yelu family might have a chance to rise again in Daqing.
"Brother, can I hide behind the screen?" Yelu Xian begged, "I'll just take a look."
Yelu Yuan sighed and was about to say something when he heard a long shout from outside: "Your Majesty has arrived——"
Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of dense footsteps, and outside, there was a crowd of people. A group of Fengtian Army soldiers surrounded three figures and slowly walked into the hall.
"Go!" Yelu Yuanlai didn't have time to say anything more. He pushed Yelu Xian beside him and said, "Hide behind and don't make any noise."
Yelu Xian had just taken refuge behind the screen when a group of Fengtian Army soldiers filed in, and the hall was instantly filled with people.
Ying Bu, Qu Jinshan, Hu Qiang and Li Leshi each led a team to guard the four sides of the hall, secretly surrounding Yelu Yuan and his guards in the hall.
Qu Jinshan was in charge of the north side of the hall. When his eyes fell behind the screen, his brows furrowed and his hand subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword.
When his sight caught a glimpse of the hem of a skirt under the screen, Qu Jinshan was slightly startled, as if he remembered something, and silently released the hilt of the sword.
Then he quickly walked to the screen and stood there.
Yelu Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was sure that the general next to her had noticed her, but she didn't know why he didn't expose her.
On the other side, Yelu Yuan slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the entrance of the palace.
The soldiers made way, and a tall and mighty figure emerged.
The man was wearing a black cloak with dragon patterns, half of his hair was gray, and he looked majestic without even being angry. It was the Emperor of Daqing.
Behind Emperor Qing were two young men.
The man on the left, wearing a python robe, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, has a sharp temperament. He is none other than Zhao Feng, the Prince of Yan, whom he had met once.
The man on the right was dressed in black armor, had a handsome appearance, and a temperament as gentle as jade, forming a sharp contrast with the murderous King Yan next to him.
Yelu Yuan did not know this person, but since he could stand behind Emperor Qing, he must be of noble status, either a royal relative or a high-ranking official of the country.
Because he was too handsome, Yelu Yuan did not connect the visitor with the brutal Prince Feng.
Emperor Qing stopped ten steps away from Yelu Yuan, his sharp eyes swept across the hall, and finally fell on Yelu Yuan.
"Yelü Yuan?" Emperor Qing's voice was low and majestic.
Yelu Yuan smiled bitterly.
He was defeated, completely defeated, and lost everything.
"I, the guilty minister Yelu Yuan, greet His Majesty the Emperor of Daqing." Yelu Yuan spoke with difficulty, each word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, with bitterness and humiliation.
After saying this, he knelt on the ground and lowered his head.
A hint of satisfaction flashed in Emperor Qing's eyes: "Are you willing to surrender?"
"Your Majesty has come in person, and the grace of Heaven is immense. I, a sinner, am willing to surrender, and the Liao Kingdom is willing to surrender."
"Very good." Emperor Qing nodded, "Prince Yan!"
"Your son is here." Li Lin stepped forward and clasped his hands together.
"You will take over the defense of the royal city, properly settle the Liao royal family, discipline the soldiers, and do not hurt anyone."
"My son, take your orders!"
Hearing the conversation between Emperor Qing and the other two, Yelu Xian poked his head out from behind the screen and looked outside.
As my royal brother said, the Prince of Yan was actually an extraordinary and brave prince.
But Yelu Xian's gaze didn't stay on him for long, as he was attracted by the person next to him, and his breathing suddenly stopped.
The man had a high nose bridge, clear and thin lips, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned with a faint smile.
He has an upright figure and handsome appearance, and just one look at him is refreshing.
Yelu Xian had never seen such a handsome man in Khitan, and was stunned for a moment.
The man casually glanced around the hall, stopping at the screen, and their eyes met instantly.
Yelu Xian was being watched, and suddenly the man opposite her smiled slightly. She didn't have time to be startled, and her little face suddenly turned red.
Emperor Daqing spoke again: "Upon the king."
Then Yelu Xian saw that the handsome man who looked like he had walked out of a painting retract his gaze and calmly bowed to the Daqing Emperor:
"My son is here."