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Chapter 240 She Became the Favorite Concubine of the King of Southern Xinjiang



Chapter 240 She Became the Favorite Concubine of the King of Southern Xinjiang

Wei Hua couldn't understand.

Xia Chan doesn't need her to understand.

The Nanjiang Palace does not cover a large area. There are currently several concubines in the Nanjiang King's harem, but only Xia Chan is the most favored by the Nanjiang King.

That is why the King of Southern Xinjiang would ask Xia Chan to come and accompany him on such an important occasion.

The other concubines were not allowed to come.

When the summer cicadas arrived at the front hall, there was singing and dancing in the hall, and the coolly dressed Hu girls danced gracefully in the hall.

Xia Chan walked over and knelt slightly in salute before the King of Southern Xinjiang.

The King of Nanjiang, who originally was not in the mood to watch the dance, immediately lit up his eyes when he saw the summer cicada coming.

"cicada…"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was stopped by Xia Chan's eyes.

The King of Southern Xinjiang understood immediately.

This is not Xia Chan's palace, nor is it his bedroom. His relationship with Xia Chan cannot be revealed.

The thin King of Southern Xinjiang lowered his eyes, adjusted his sleeves, and raised his head with his usual smile on his face.

"My beloved is here."

Xia Chan curled her lips and sat down in a seat next to the King of Southern Xinjiang.

Today's banquet is for guests from the north.

I haven’t said it before, but it’s not just one country in this world that is afraid.

Places like Southern Xinjiang, Northern Desert, and Western Vietnam are all countries.

These small countries are distributed around Daqing, surrounding Daqing in a circumferential manner.

However, the areas they occupy are relatively remote, and the natural conditions and geographical climate are not as good as those in Daqing.

This also led to these countries always being weaker than Daqing.

But this was also before.

Today, Daqing is internally divided. The new emperor Yuan Che was killed by rebels last month, and the entire Daqing is in chaos.

The envoy from Northern Desert came here today to persuade the King of Southern Xinjiang to join hands and conquer Daqing.

The King of Southern Xinjiang listened to the words of the Northern Desert envoy and drank the fruit wine brewed by Southern Xinjiang, but did not answer immediately.

The King of Southern Xinjiang is young, only seventeen years old.

He was not in good health, looked frail, and had bags under his eyes. He looked sick.

The Northern Desert envoy was making an impassioned speech below, but he was drinking the fruit wine in his glass slowly.

His eyes gradually became vague and unclear.

It was unknown whether it was because the music was too lingering or Hu Ji's dance was too charming, but Wei Jin's expression had begun to wander.

It feels like the soul is about to leave the body and ascend to heaven.

The fruit wine in the glass seemed like nectar at this moment, making people want to pour it into their mouths continuously.

"Kings."

A slender white hand reached out and blocked the wine glass that Wei Jin was about to raise to his lips.

"Your Majesty, although the alcohol content of the fruit wine is not high, you are in poor health, so it is better to drink less."

As she spoke, she took out something that looked like candied fruit from her sleeve and handed it to Wei Jin.

"If Your Majesty feels that his mouth is bland, why not have some candied fruit?"

If someone else handed something to Wei Jin like this, he would definitely refuse.

But the person in front of him was no one else.

Wei Jin put down his wine glass without saying a word, took the candied fruit from Xia Chan's hand, and put it in his mouth.

The 'preserved fruit' with a light mint flavor eased Wei Jin's constant desire to drink fruit wine, and his mind became clearer.

Xia Chan had been observing Wei Jin's expression.

Seeing his expression relax, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't expect that her master was so bold as to put drugs in Wei Jin's wine.

Although this is not a lethal poison, it is a hallucinogen that can cause hallucinations.

In the hall now, in addition to the envoys from the Northern Desert, there are also some important ministers from Southern Xinjiang.

It is conceivable that if Wei Jin made a fool of himself at this time, the entire southern Xinjiang would know about it tomorrow.

Although the country is small, the king also represents the image of the country.

The common people knew that their king had made a fool of himself in public, and with the intentional instigation of others, the people of southern Xinjiang might pull Wei Jin off the throne before Mo Gui even came down the mountain.

Xia Chan is now on the same front as Wei Jin. She will not let anything happen to Wei Jin until her goal is achieved.

Why did Wei Jin fall in love with her at first sight and let her enter the harem? To outsiders, it might be because Xia Chan was so beautiful that she fascinated Wei Jin.

But they both knew it.

Allowing Xia Chan to enter the palace and giving her the extremely respected status of a princess was nothing more than a collaboration between the two of them to work together to eradicate the Shenyin Cult.

The King of Southern Xinjiang has been a member of the Kushen Cult for a long time.

But there has been no way to deal with it before.

Now that he has a partner like Xia Chan, he naturally accepted it.

What's more, he and Xia Chan had actually known each other since childhood and had some friendship between them.

Xia Chan saved his life.

…………

The fruit wine with hallucinogenic effect failed to embarrass the King of Southern Xinjiang.

The chief attendant in the hall took in the scene, lowered his eyelashes and looked at the blue bricks under his feet.

Hu Ji retreated.

The pianist also stepped back.

In the hall, the only people left were the visiting envoys, some important officials from Southern Xinjiang, and the King of Southern Xinjiang who was sitting in the hall.

And Xia Chan, who had a bulging belly beside him.

The messenger continued the previous topic.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of our king's proposal?"

Afraid that the King of Southern Xinjiang would not agree, the visiting envoy hastened to add.

"Our king said that if you, the King of Nanjiang, agree to attack Daqing together, then when the time comes, our king will definitely give you ten cities as a thank you gift."

Ten cities.

At first glance, it sounds quite attractive.

Before Wei Jin opened his mouth, some court officials could no longer contain their excitement and turned to ask the Northern Desert envoy.

"Is what Lord Yale said true?"

"nature."

The envoys from the Northern Desert were afraid that the people from Southern Xinjiang would not be tempted by the conditions they proposed.

They were unmoved, so the messenger became more difficult to deal with.

They were interested, so the messenger spoke out the words that he had practiced many times in his mind.

"As long as the King of Southern Xinjiang helps our King take over Daqing, then the world will definitely be divided into two in the future, with the Wei River as the boundary, and this side of the river will belong to your Southern Xinjiang forever."

First, I talked about ten cities, and now the Wei River is used as the boundary.

The pie is getting bigger and bigger.

The person who was talking to the envoy was a relatively important minister in southern Xinjiang.

His surname is Hu, and he is in charge of agricultural harvests in southern Xinjiang. Is it equivalent to an official position like the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue in Daqing?

He was very happy to hear Yale's words.

He stood up and bowed to Wei Jin, the King of Southern Xinjiang, who was sitting in the hall, and said, "Your Majesty, this... Lord Yale's proposal is feasible!"

As the Minister of Agriculture, he knew very well how much arable land there was in southern Xinjiang.

To be honest, he dreams about the fertile land of Daqing!

Just imagine, if wheat and sorghum could be grown on such fertile land, would the people in southern Xinjiang still worry about not having enough food to eat?


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