1119: Accident at the Flower Banquet IV

Accident at the Flower Banquet IV

The Master Murong was a retainer, it was only natural to sincerely protect his master. It was a worthy death even if it meant dying while on duty!2

Of course, at this moment, all of them had forgotten that if Master Murong had died on the battlefield and sacrificed himself for his country, indeed he would have died well. Such a pity, a generation of the loyal retainer and good general was forced to give up his life in a foreign country due to a princess who had left the palace because of her own capricious desires.

Fu Yu could be considered to still have some conscience and was feeling guilty toward the Murong family for many years.

However, because Fu Yu had forced Fu Qingjiu, she hated the Murong family and the Master Murong who had lost his life for her…

"Princess!"

At this moment, an urgent and nervous voice shouted, breaking the moment of anger.

Fu Qingjiu turned her head and saw a eunuch rushing over. He was panting. "Something… Something huge has happened…"

"What's the matter?"

Fu Qingjiu frowned and asked.

"The spies reported that numerous spirit beasts are headed toward Haitian Kingdom. His Majesty is worried that those spirit beasts would hurt the citizens in the city and would like you, Princess, to take action and tame those spirit beasts."

Fu Qingjiu immediately exhaled in relief and gently smiled. "And I had thought something huge has happened. It turns out that some spirit beasts are coming our way. In these years, the number of spirit beasts that have fled to Haitian Kingdom is also not small. There is no need to make such a fuss."

"No… No, since those spirit beasts are approaching, all the spirit beasts in the city are agitated. If we want to ensure that the innocent citizens are not harmed, we can only request for Your Highness to take action."

The eunuch was panting and it was not easy for him to be able to speak out properly.

Coincidentally, Fu Qingjiu, too, did not wish to participate in this flower banquet. The spirit beasts coming forward to seek protection was a chance for her to escape.

"Prepare the horses for me. I will depart now. Tell Imperial Father not to worry. With me around, there will not be any problems."

"Yes, Princess."

The eunuch bowed and left.

The prime minister's daughter, Lin Yu, looked at Fu Qingjiu with a gaze filled with admiration. "Princess really sympathizes with those spirit beasts. I have never seen her use a wolfpanther as a mount. If it was anyone else, they would definitely not be able to be like Princess."

"Princess not only doesn't use wolfpanther as a mount, she also does not allow Haitian Kingdom's citizens to do so, but rather ride horses like the ordinary people."

Those words of praise fell into Murong Yang's ears and he was stunned. "The princess' mount, Green Horse… It seems to also be a spirit beast…"

"You, this group of people. Treat the horse as a spirit beast, too!"

A mount was a mount, treating spirit beasts as a mount was quite normal. However, to advertise oneself and yet not actually do it… this was a bit hypocritical.

Even if they wanted to flatter Fu Qingjiu, they did not have to be so hypocritical.

If one really pitied those little guys, just walk. Why ride?

Everyone's sharp gaze once again landed on Murong Yang. If looks could kill, Murong Yang would have been pierced by a thousand knives.

Fu Qingjiu ignored him and slowly walked toward Green Horse in front of the admiring eyes of countless people.

Following behind Green Horse was a group of inner palace skilled masters. The group was big and acted very mightily, and did not look like they were going to tame beasts but was rather just going out for a round of patrolling.

Perhaps it was curiosity toward beast-taming, those people did not continue to target Murong Yang but followed behind Fu Qingjiu and did not bother about the flower banquet anymore. They all scattered and left.

The once-bustling imperial garden turned quiet and peaceful instantly.

Lonely fallen leaves floated with the wind, falling onto Murong Yang's shoulders. The scene seemed a little desolate.

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