The next one is Jiang Yingrou, my heart is tight, I am looking forward to what kind of talent she will show to win the jackpot. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Next, Jiang Yingrou, the concubine of the king of Longquan Guosheng, presents a sword dance!" the eunuch beside the imperial brother announced loudly.

When Jiang Yingrou heard this, she looked confident, as if today's prize was in her pocket. But he still sat in his seat and had no intention of getting up.

Seeing that Jiang Yingrou didn't move, the eunuch read it out loud again. Everyone's eyes were on her, but she was unhurriedly flirting with Long Yinxiu there, and the natural beauty of her face made everyone forget to urge her, and it was time for her to perform her talents.

She and Long Yinxiu are such a scene, I have seen too much in the previous life and become numb, as if no one else exists, only he has two affections and two doubts.

After a while, Jiang Yingrou whispered as if she suddenly remembered something, "Oops!" Qianqianyu pushed her hand slightly to Long Yinxiu's chest, and said coquettishly: "The prince blames you, the concubine patronized and talked to you, and forgot to perform with the concubine!" The voice was delicate but numb to the bone.

When Long Yinxiu heard this, he laughed out loud, and said in a somewhat ambiguous voice: "That king has to compensate for his concubine!" The big hand reached under Jiang Yingrou's waist and wrapped it hard, Jiang Yingrou fell into Long Yinxiu's arms, giggled, and the sound was like a copper bell, but it fell into my ears like a crunch of long nails scratching glass, which was extremely harsh.

I couldn't get used to it, coughed vigorously, stretched out my hand and rubbed my nose, and asked the imperial brother suspiciously: "Your Majesty, may I ask if there is a fox on this hall?"

As soon as everyone heard the word fox, except for the two flirtatious ones, they all looked at me curiously, and even the royal brother looked at me with a puzzled expression, and asked suspiciously, "Why did Miss Xue'er say this?"

I coughed twice, and then returned: "That's the case, the folk girl can't smell the smell of this fox the most......" I coughed hard while saying, panting and said: "The folk girl is allergic to this smell......

As soon as everyone heard this, their eyes moved to Jiang Yingrou, who was lying in Long Yinxiu's arms, teasing Long Yinxiu, all with a clear expression, and they all knew that the fox I was referring to was a fox spirit, as for who this fox spirit was, it was obvious, so there was no need to say more. If it weren't for the fox spirit, how could he confuse King Desheng to kill his concubine. Everyone raised their sleeves and laughed lowly.

The imperial brother smiled invisibly when he heard this, glanced at the two of them who were carried away, and raised his voice, "How can there be a 'fox' in this Fengyang Palace? Could it be that Miss Xue'er made a mistake!" and deliberately bit the word fox harder.

When the ministers and the ladies heard this, they laughed even louder.

Long Yinxiu and Jiang Yingrou came to their senses, and when they heard this, the expressions on their faces became unnatural, Long Yinxiu coughed twice in embarrassment, gently pushed Jiang Yingrou in his arms, and looked at me with evil eyes, and I also looked at him unceremoniously.

Jiang Ying got up from Long Yinxiu's arms stupidly, her pretty face turned red, and she glanced at me fiercely, looking like she wanted to devour me alive.

Two for me and one. Well, that's good! Since you are so indifferent to my Fengchi, why should I save face for you. My eyes were cold, and I turned to ask the imperial brother, "Your Majesty, since the fox has left, will the show continue?"

The imperial brother bowed his head and said in a straight voice: "Naturally, it is to continue." Turning to Jiang Yingrou, "Concubine Niangniang, it's your turn." ”

Jiang Yingrou ignored it, stood up, pointed at me with a trembling jade hand, and said angrily: "Who are you talking about?"

I shrugged my shoulders, looked at everyone innocently, and asked suspiciously, "I, did I say who? I didn't specify who I was talking about, but someone sat down, which is ridiculous." Besides, I said you, what can you do to me?

Jiang Yingrou was so angry that her face turned blue, she grabbed the wine jug on the table, and made a gesture to throw it at me, Jiang Yingrou secretly used her internal strength, if the wine jug smashed on me, I would have to raise it in bed for at least a day or two.

The flask was extremely fast, and it was straight for my face. I was not afraid, but my body shrank reflexively...... A hand quickly pulled me into the warm embrace, Ouyang Zhi waved his sleeve, and the wine jug was placed two steps away from me, and was bounced back to Jiang Yingrou's side by Ouyang Zhi's strength, and fell to the ground with a clatter. Everyone present was so shocked by this scene that they didn't dare to come out, and some people watched with a good look.

Jiang Yingrou was frightened by the sudden change, bit her red lips, and turned to Long Yinxiu to squirm, "Lord Wang......" That is called a grievance.

"That's enough!" Long Yinxiu roared angrily at Jiang Yingrou.

Jiang Yingrou, who originally thought that the Dragon Yin Cultivator would seek justice for herself, was stunned by the sudden roar, and sat down, unable to believe it.

I was tightly protected by Ouyang Zhi in my arms, only one head was exposed under the cover of the wide sleeves, I looked up at Ouyang Zhi's handsome side face, my heart warmed, and my heartbeat missed half a beat.

"Lord Sheng, take care of your people. This is Fengchi, not Longquan. Ouyang Zhi Zheng colored.

Long Yinxiu's face sank, he directly ignored Ouyang Zhi, turned to face the imperial brother, and arched his hand: "It's because there is no way in this king's sect, I am deeply ashamed, let the concubine offer a sword dance for everyone, and she will not be included in the competition, and she should make amends, how about it?" As soon as Long Yinxiu said this, all the nobles were happy, in this way, Jiang Yingrou did not participate in the election, there would be one less strong opponent, everyone's eyes fell on me, but it was disdainful, just imagine how capable a country woman can be.

When the imperial brother heard this, he nodded, Long Yinxiu was rude first, and now that he said this, he naturally would not refute his intentions, not to mention, he didn't want the reward to fall on Jiang Yingrou's head, so, it couldn't be better. "Since King Sheng said so, I am right. ”

Jiang Yingrou sat in her seat stupidly, Long Yinxiu kicked her with her foot, she came to her senses, got up and saluted everyone, and said in a soft voice: "The little girl is ugly!"

The music started. The music in front is slow and soft, Jiang Yingrou's jade hand lightly lifted the orchid finger, a pair of hands are as soft as bones, with the music together, between the jade feet, like the closed moon of light clouds, and the dancing snow of the wind. Suddenly, the rhythm of the music became faster, changing the previous style, Jiang Yingrou lifted the long sword, with the music, a long sword was used flexibly in her hand, every movement, like softness and rigidity, sometimes it was falling flowers and returning to the wind, sometimes it was lightning striking the sky, and the colorful silk skirt shimmered with colorful brilliance with her stopping, floating up and down. Jiang Yingrou tiptoed a little, jumped up half a foot high, the long sword in her hand was thrown upward, making a slight "hiss" sound, she landed like a feather, knelt on the ground, leaned back, and the ground at an angle of ninety degrees, her right hand stretched out, and the thrown long sword fell straight into her hand, and the music "ding" stopped abruptly.

Thunderous applause rang out all around. Jiang Yingrou got up proudly, saluted one by one, and returned to her seat with her head held high like a great phoenix.