The civil officials of the cabinet already knew that Emperor Yuan Chun was going to sign a marriage contract with the South Vietnamese delegation.

Such a great thing, how can you get a separation from life and death?

Empress Gu frowned. Every time Emperor Yuan Chun missed that damn Rong'er, he didn't have to care too much. She used to help Emperor Yuan Chun and said gently, "Master, are you feeling unhappy?"

Emperor Yuan Chun was thinking about Rong'er. When he looked at Empress Gu again, he became disgusted. He decisively avoided her hand and sat down straight, "I am not at ease."

The damage of the small movement is so great.

Queen Gu's lips tightened, maintained her posture, and sat back dignifiedly.

Seeing this, others naturally ate the dishes on the mat quietly as if they had seen nothing.

After the atmosphere became hot, the Nanyue delegation stood up and toasted Emperor Yuan Chun, and the picture was extremely harmonious.

Emperor Yuan Chun raised his glass solemnly and responded with a smile.

The meaning of marriage is about to come out.

Everyone's eyes were subtle and they kept sweeping to the Song family.

The Song family's face was gloomy and they didn't eat a single bite of food from head to toe.

Empress Gu suddenly spoke and pointed directly at Song Zhao, "Today is a feast for the Nanyue Kingdom to entertain our court, and at the same time, she also apologized to Princess Zhaoyang. The Nanyue Kingdom is sincere and can be seen. Why don't Princess Zhaoyang get up and drink with her? "

Song Zhao stood up calmly and raised his glass to drink together.

The wine liquid was stored in the golden cup, and the chin was slightly raised, and the curve from the chin to the neck and shoulders was very eye-catching.

After drinking, her fair cheeks flushed slightly, making her look more delicate, and from her clothes to her posture, she looked like a beautiful picture of a ladies.

"Okay!" The Nanyue delegation shouted loudly. They didn't like Song Zhao before because Song Zhao was hindering their interests.

But Song Zhao is about to become their Majesty's woman, and he is his own person, and he is more and more pleasing to him.

After Song Zhao finished drinking, he was still standing. Queen Gu smiled and continued, "After today, Princess Zhaoyang is from Nanyue. Why don't you take this opportunity to sit and talk to the envoys of Nanyue?"

As soon as this is said.

The Song family exploded on the spot.

When did their little baby become a native of Nanyue?

Si Yu, who read the script in advance, used a lot of effort to suppress the irritable Song Bing.

Song Zhao's mouth curled, his posture was lazy and slackened, his beautiful eyes narrowed, and the cold light appeared.

Emperor Yuan Chun did not dare to see the expressions of the Song family, but now that things have come to this point, he naturally would not go back on his word, cleared his throat, and spoke up loudly, "Everyone, I have decided to give Princess Zhaoyang the marriage to His Majesty Nanyue. Such honors are only owned by Princess Zhaoyang."

The general leader of the delegation struck while the iron was hot, "We in Nanyue have prepared a marriage contract with Dasheng. As long as the emperor Dasheng and Princess Zhaoyang sign and seal it on it, we will make a favour with Dasheng and Dasheng, and not only will we contribute the culture of Gudi, but we will also promise that there will be no war in the future."

Said.

The general leader of the delegation spread out the contract for gold paper, and the terms were clearly written.

The ministers in the grand ceremony were excited.

What a good agreement this is. Dashengchao has taken a big advantage, so it must be signed.

If the Song family only takes the Gu land as the condition, and there is still something to say when they fight, but there will be no war in the future, it will be what the people of the world want.

If the Song family dares to protest, Emperor Yuan Chun can take the opportunity to arouse public anger and withdraw military power.

At this time, everyone looked at Song Zhao.

Smart people know how to make a decision.

Sure enough, Song Zhao obediently walked towards the South Vietnamese delegation.

She was wearing a complex and grand princess robe and was slender, but she still surpassed the majesty of the robe.

The hair crown on his head is big and beautiful, and the neck between the collar is thin and white.

The girl walked forward calmly.
Chapter completed!