With the crisp "jingling" sound of the bell, the carport wrapped in peony petals on the float like a flower bone cracked, Huo Ling appeared in the center of the float, wearing a fiery red dance dress, revealing a dexterous waist and white arms, she was wearing bloomers, tied a bell at her ankles, and was barefoot, her waist-length long hair was scattered, and the wind blew into the most perfect painting style, that face needless to say, a little red birthmark in the center of the eyebrows reflects the whole face, moth eyebrows, red lips and face... Huo Ling stood on the float, knelt down on one knee, and saluted King Yan on the altar, not far away there was the sound of kicking and tapping horses' hooves, and he saw Huo Xun riding a black war horse with a leather iron mask galloping towards the wooden platform, he ** upper body, revealing a strong chest, the texture of the muscles was particularly clear with the change of the elasticity and strength of his grip on the reins, and his hair was also scattered, exuding the meaning of ancient barbarism.

When he arrived, Huo Xun stepped on the back of the horse and jumped on the float, he picked up Huo Ling with one hand and jumped on the float again, his movements were smooth and beautiful.

Huo Xun has already walked to the front of the war drums, he holds the drumsticks, strong and powerful arms, beats the war drums twice at once, the shoulders and waist change the curve is beautiful, in the passionate rhythm, Huo Ling began to dance the movements of the savage and powerful dance, her toes are tense, heavy lifting and falling, the lotus arms are raised, and the waist is twisted into a wonderful arc, her movements are short and powerful, stepping on the drum, every step is relaxed, like a dance is more like a charming ghost step, everyone is stunned, staring at Huo Ling, even Yu Jue is like this, He was in the banquet of hundreds of officials under the altar, sitting on a rough old mat, only a glass of wine, a pair of chopsticks, and a stack of radishes were placed on the low table in front of him, he also looked at the stage, stared at Huo Ling, he picked up the wine glass on the low table, and drank the wine in the cup.

The dance stopped, the war drums were flat, Huo Xun and Huo Ling walked to the front of the stage and knelt down on one knee together, Huo Ling raised his head and looked directly at Huo Qi, the king of Yan.

"Erchen and others will present a war drum and dance today, may the national prestige be immortal, and the Yan country will be immortal!"

Huo Ling raised his voice and shouted an impassioned greeting.

"The prestige of the country is immortal! Yan Guo is not dead! The national prestige is immortal! Yan Guo is not dead..."

The instant passionate emotions rendered the people present, and everyone spontaneously knelt down to the altar and repeated the congratulatory words over and over again!

Huo Ling's perfect side face was particularly dazzling in the surging sound, but Yu Jue, who had not been able to take his eyes off her from the beginning, somehow looked away, he poured another glass of wine, and drank it alone.

King Yan laughed out loud with satisfaction, got up and walked to the edge of the altar, took a glass of wine from a eunuch, and raised the glass.

"People! Ministers! This glass of wine toasts to my Dayan, Guotai Min'an!! ”

After speaking, Huo Qi drank all his glasses.

"Long live the King! Long live the King! Long live the King! ”

The voices below were boiling and enthusiastic.

After Huo Ling and Huo Xun changed their clothes, the two were summoned by King Yan, when Huo Ling passed by the ministers' seats, she couldn't help but glance at Yu Jue, she paid careful attention to Yu Jue on the stage, that person's eyes, with exploration and curiosity, but now they ignored it indifferently, what was he thinking?

Huo Xun passed by behind Huo Ling, he also glanced at Yu Jue, and Yu Jue turned his head and smiled at this time and bowed his head to Huo Xun gently, Huo Xun turned around, he looked at his sister in front of him, thoughtful.

On the altar, Huo Ling and Huo Xun knelt in front of King Yan and the queen, the queen got up, took the hosta from the maid, gently stripped Huo Ling's long hair, pulled a beautiful bun, Huo Ling looked up at her mother's cheeks, she didn't have a kind smile, no encouraging eyes, her face was calm, she couldn't find a flaw, mother... It's Huo Xun's turn, Huo Ling has retreated to the side, Huo Xun is over twenty years old and crowned, it should have been King Yan himself to tie his son's hair and wear a crown, but today, it is indeed the military marquis Huo Xun who tied his hair for Huo Xun, Huo Xun is Huo Xun's uncle, Huo Xun got up and knelt down in front of the sheep jue ding, the military marquis Huo Xun picked up Huo Xun's long hair, tied it on the top of his head, and waited for the silver hairpin to be inserted into the hair bundle, Huo Xun raised his eyes and saw the huge Yang Jue Ding, this big ding, second only to the specifications of the Son of Heaven, he once asked himself, do you want to be its master, he replied that he didn't know, today he asked himself again, his answer... He knew that Huo Chong, his eldest brother was standing by his father's side, and the eldest brother and the crown were inserted into his hair by his father himself, and he... He smiled, what is there?

The autumn harvest festival is over, to the gate of the big stone palace, Huo Ling got off the carriage, after a while, the queen also got off the carriage, Huo Ling saw the mother not far away, happily waved her hand, and walked forward, but the cold wind blew, she couldn't help sneezing, she wore less when dancing, Yan Guo was in the north, it was the end of autumn, and the weather was already very cold.

The queen saw Huo Ling sneeze, she took off her cloak, handed it to the maid beside her, motioned for her to send Huo Ling over, wrapped herself in the heavy clothes on her body and walked forward, and the grandmother who had been serving her followed, and she hugged the queen.

"Niangniang, every time the princess comes, you avoid her, the princess will be sad."

"I can't help her with anything, so why bother with it."

The queen smiled wryly and shook her head.

"...... The princess was still a child. ”

"She's an adult, and maybe the king won't be able to marry her into a bargaining chip this year, and any dependence she's looking for won't be her real dependence... Ahem, ahem..."

The queen said sadly, and coughed violently.

The old lady patted her on the back, and she continued, "I can see what kind of person that child, the proton who defends the Qi Kingdom, Ling'er, how can she care about a person who has nothing to do with herself, it seems that she is afraid that she is attentive to that Yujue... It's not a good thing..."

"Who has not had a heart for anyone when he was young? It's nothing, the queen doesn't have to worry so much......"

The old lady smiled and replied to the queen's words.

"But in this troubled world, in this era, women, or women in a country's palace city, what can they say? What's more, she is the daughter of King Yan and the granddaughter of the Son of Heaven.... Ahem, ahem... I'm afraid this kid will have to suffer even more than I do... ”

Huo Ling saw the queen who had gone away, and saw her body that occasionally trembled violently from coughing, she wrapped her mother's cloak tightly, pursed her lips, and slowly lowered her head.