Seeing that, Jiang Wei looked at Yang Zijin helplessly.

Then, Yang Zijin stood up and walked over there. It seemed that Jiang Wei was too gentle to him.

Yang Zijin went across to the bed and tucked up Pei Moning's sleeve. Then, she grabbed his hand and pulled him up.

Opening his eyes and seeing Yang Zijin, Pei Moning complained, "Sister, as you're in the Palace these days, I, your elderly brother, am so worried about you that I do not sleep well. Then, I have only slept for a while. Why are you doing this?"

"Elderly brother, I know you are quite tired and want you to have more sleep. However, Yan Ji has sent someone to inform us that the dinner banquet will start soon." Yang Zijin said.

Hearing that, Pei Moning let go of Yang Zijin's hand and lay back down. He said, "Then let them wait for a moment. Don't be anxious!"

Seeing that, Yang Zijin could not help rolling her eyes and tried to say something, "Elderly brother..."

Then she stopped, with a smile appearing on her face. She turned to look at Jiang Wei beside.

Seeing that, Jiang Wei felt a little self-conscious. She looked at Yang Zijin and said, "Your Ladyship, I..."

Yang Zijin nodded to her, signaling her to move forward.

Jiang Wei looked at Pei Moning lying back down to the bed and took another glance at Yang Zijin with a slight movement of her mouth. Finally, she said, "Mr. Pei, subordinates of Emperor of Beiling are waiting outside. If we go there late, they will criticize our impoliteness."

As expected, hearing Jiang Wei's voice, Pei Moning sat up quickly and changed a look. He looked at Jiang Wei with a smile and said, "OK. I'll get up right now."

Seeing this, Yang Zijin could not help rolling her eyes. That was the man for sure.

Yang Zijin quipped Pei Moning, "Elderly brother, aren't you tired at this moment?"

"Well, I've slept for so long, so it's time for me to do some exercises." Pei Moning stood up and stretched himself.

Hearing that, Yang Zijin curled her lips and said, "Let's go. Others are waiting outside."

Then, Yang Zijin went to the door first.

Seeing Yang Zijin's contemptuous look, Pei Moning pointed at her and drew a long breath. When Yang Zijin opened the door, Pei Moning quickly returned to normal.

Jiang Wei behind him covered her mouth, laughing. Then, the smile disappeared.

Then, they walked out of the room.

Seeing Yang Zijin going out, Cang Qiong, who was waiting outside, quickly said to her with his hands arched, "Your Highness, it's getting late. We shall go."

Yang Zijin nodded and walked out of the courtyard.

Jiang Wei and Pei Moning followed her.

At the dinner banquet, some of the ministers had been seated.

When Yang Zijin and others walked over here, those ministers all turned to look at them.

At that time, the sword in Runyu's hand became exceptionally conspicuous.

When Yang Zijin took her seat, those ministers whispered something to each other.

Runyu and Pei Moning sat beside the table that was behind Yang Zijin while Jiang Wei sat next to Yang Zijin.

"Infanta Qingcheng and the deceased emperor are somewhat alike in appearance."

"In the age when the deceased emperor was still alive, all the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. We had thought that there was no blood of the deceased emperor left. However, God bless our country."

"Keep it down. Don't you want your life anymore?" Said a minister sitting near Yang Zijin, looking at her.

Those words did not cause some waves in Yang Zijin's heart. She believed that there were two reasons for them to say those words. On the one hand, those words may come from the depth of their heart, but it was less likely as it was Yan Ji who was in power now.

On the other hand, it could be a tentative step taken by Yan Ji. However, little tricks like this seemed to be...

Pei Moning sitting behind her frowned, as he heard some voices apart from the noise of the dinner party.

He picked up his ears and listened carefully. Not surprisingly, he heard some light footsteps and could judge from the sound that those people's skills were above the average. Though they deliberately muffled their footsteps, Pei Moning could feel them through careful listening. Moreover, he could also feel that those people were hiding not far from the banquet in great number.

What did Yan Ji want to do? Was this a Hongmen banquet that was a trap? However, nothing happened after they arrived in Beiling. What was Yan Ji's intention?

Pei Moning could not understand.

At this time, Pei Moning touched Runyu beside him softly. Runyu must also have felt the abnormality around them.

Runyu turned to look at Pei Moning and shook his head.

He meant that they should pay attention to the situation first.

Pei Moning nodded slightly. Then, he picked up a piece of dim sum and ate it.

At this moment, Yan Ji walked over here.

All the ministers stood up, so did Yang Zijin.

Pei Moning stood up reluctantly, keeping eating the dim sum.

Seeing that Yan Ji went straight to Yang Zijin, Pei Moning quickly shoveled all the dim sum into his mouth and gave a quiet cough with round eyes.

Yan Ji stopped in front of Yang Zijin and sneered at Pei Moning's look in his heart.

Then, Yan Ji said with a smile, "Infanta Qingcheng, I'm not sure if these dishes suit your taste. The taste of Dongling is light while that of Beiling is heavy, so I asked the royal cook to make these special dishes for you. You can enjoy them later."

Yang Zijin leaned forward slightly and saluted to Yan Ji. Then she said with a smile, "Your Majesty, thanks a lot for your consideration. I like all the dishes."

It seemed that Yan Ji would not miss any chance to express that she was only a guest and would always be a guest of Beiling, though she was the deceased emperor's descendant.

Yang Zijin finished her words.

Then, Yan Ji nodded and continued, "That's good. Then, Infanta Qingcheng, you shall have more later."

Yang Zijin smiled faintly, and then Yan Ji walked to the master seat.

After Yan Ji turned around, Pei Moning quickly picked up the tea on the desk and had two drinks. That made him feel better.

A glimmer of disdain appeared in his eyes. Looking at this person, he seemed to worry too much. However, that man in white clothes did not seem to be an ordinary person due to his fresh and refined temperament.

When Yan Ji walked up to the master seat, he waved his hand and spoke loudly, "Today is the anniversary of the death of the deceased emperor as well as the farewell dinner for Infanta Qingcheng. Infanta Qingcheng came all the way from Dongling to worship the deceased emperor. However, I was not quite mindful of her because of government affairs. So I give a banquet today. Everyone can sit down and feel free."

"Thanks, Your Majesty." All the ministers sat down.

Yang Zijin also sat down with a slight bow.

Hearing Yan Ji saying that they could sit down, Pei Moning behind her quickly poured a cup of water and drank it up.

That bite of dim sum almost made him choke to death.

Jiang Wei turned a little to look at Pei Moning. She frowned slightly and then turned back.

After a few rounds of wine, Yang Zijin asked Jiang Wei to fill her cup with wine. Then, she stood up, got out of the seat, and walked to the middle.

Then she said, "Your Majesty, thanks a lot for your hospitality."

"Infanta Qingcheng, you do not need to be that formal. If there's any oversight before, please do not take it seriously." Yan Ji said to Yang Zijin.

When Yan Ji finished his words, Yang Zijin continued, "Your Majesty, you consider it too much. Everything is fine, and grandmother has asked me to have a word with you."

Hearing that, Yan Ji put on an expectant face. "Well, what did sister want to say?"

After a pause, Yang Zijin continued, "Grandmother was getting on in years. She would have come with us if her body had permitted. She always thinks of those days when she hadn't gone to Dongling. She thinks it was a happy time in Beiling."

Yan Ji nodded and said, "Yes. Sister is older than others. At that time, we all liked asking her for things."

Yang Zijin smiled faintly and said, "Grandmother said something about her days in Beiling."

"So many years passed in a flash. I still remember the last time I saw her. It was..." Then, Yan Ji stopped and waved his hands, trying to change the topic. "Forget them! These are all about the past. Let's not pick on them!"

Yang Zijin made a cold hum in her heart. She thought, "It was the time when you killed your brother and usurped the throne that you saw grandmother the last time."

However, Yang Zijin did not change her look. She kept smiling, raised her cup, and said, "Your Majesty, I fail to expect you to be that nostalgic. I propose a toast to you. On the one hand, it's on behalf of my grandmother. On the other hand, it represents my thanks for your hospitality these days. I'll drink it up first."

Then, Yang Zijin covered her face with sleeves and drank the wine off with a toss of her head.

Yan Ji nodded and said with a smile, "Infanta Qingcheng, do not regard me as a stranger. Beiling always welcomes you whenever you come back. Then, I'll drink off this cup of wine."

Then, Yan Ji drank the wine.

Having drunk off the wine, Yan Ji said, "Infanta Qingcheng, when you go back, remember to tell sister that I miss her so much these days. Later, I'll ask someone to prepare some special local products and send them to Snowy House. You can take them back for sister."

"Your Majesty, it's so considerate of you. Thank you so much." Yang Zijin said with a smile.

Then, she went back to her seat.

Not so long after Yang Zijing got back to her seat, Yan Ji called over his guards.

He whispered something in Cang Qiong's ear, and Cang Qiong nodded.

Then, Cang Qiong backed off.

Before long, Pei Moning, who was drinking the wine, stopped drinking and frowned slightly. If he heard it correctly, those footsteps came back again.

Was Yan Ji going to take action? Thinking of this, Pei Moning clenched his fists and squinted.

However, after a while, Pei Moning put on a confusing face as the sound of footsteps came to get farther and farther away and trailed off.