Chapter Ninety-Eight: Pan Yiqian
After the dance, the woman moved the lotus step lightly, bowed to the queen of God, and her voice was soft and charming, and it was indescribably good.
"The little girl Pan Yiqian, meet the emperor, the queen, and all the mothers. Long live the emperor, long live, long live, long live, the queen mother thousand years old. ”
"Look up." The man's majestic voice sounded, and it was a little urgent.
The woman raised her eyes slightly, her eyes flowing, like a gentle lake, and like the soft clouds, everyone touched her eyes, and her heart seemed to be immersed in warm water, indescribably soft and greasy.
This woman is so beautiful, especially the grand and open bewitching peach blossom under her left eye, which really makes people feel like the peach blossom fairy is coming.
In the banquet that was originally staggered, after the appearance of this woman, it was suddenly quiet and even a needle fell to the ground, which was clearly audible.
Before long, I heard that the breathing of several guards standing around me gradually became heavier, and those eyes stared at Pan Yiqian's body without blinking, and a few of them couldn't help it, and even swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, Lan Miyun on the seat obviously heard the sound of swallowing the Adam's apple, a glance passed, and the guards who were a little distracted all lowered their eyes in a panic, as if they didn't dare to look at it anymore, but the eyeballs were bone-like, and it didn't take long for them to turn back and stick to the woman in the center of the hall.
Lan Miyun was shocked first and then shocked after seeing this woman's appearance clearly, she thought that she had seen all the most beautiful women in the world, but when she saw Pan Yiqian in front of her, she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.
As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Bei Anhuang's eyes were also like the other men in the banquet. His eyes widened, as if he was stunned, and he looked at the woman who was extremely beautiful. Although she has sour feelings in her heart, she is also a big alarm bell.
In today's situation where it is almost just a family banquet, mixing in with an outsider must be intentional. Thinking of this, her beautiful eyes were nailed to the woman in the center of the hall, as if she wanted to see her through.
"There are 3,000 beauties in my harem, I have never seen such a national color." Suddenly, a low male voice came from the main seat, which was Bei Anhuang.
Miao Zhi was also very surprised when she saw the woman in the center of the hall, because she almost sank into this beauty, not to mention the men in the hall.
She looked around and saw that Bei Yiyu, who always had a gloomy face, also had a little straight eyes, and looked at the woman fixedly. However, Bei Yiyuan beside him frowned, as if he was not interested in the woman's beauty, but with a look of suspicion.
Seeing that Bei'an Huang was dizzy and immersed in beauty, Lan Miyun beside her was anxious, no matter what the purpose of this woman's coming, she couldn't let her get her wish.
She got up and shouted, "Who are you, dare to trespass into the palace, come here, take it for the palace." ”
In the quiet hall, only Lan Miyun's somewhat annoyed voice could be heard, and no one answered the words she threw out. The guards inside and outside the hall were all enchanted, and they were motionless in place.
Lan Miyun was angry and shouted loudly again, but everyone below still didn't move, but Bei Anhuang beside her looked at her with disgust, as if she had ruined something good.
"Be quiet, don't frighten my beauty." Bei'an Huang then turned his head, walked down the steps quickly, and came to the woman's side with a big stride.
Just when everyone was in a trance, Bei Anhuang and the woman's figures had disappeared outside the hall, and only the woman's delicate and sweet voice floated from time to time.
A little dumbfounded, Duoman couldn't figure out the situation, he hurriedly followed Bei'an Huang, and shouted in a high-pitched voice as he walked: "This is the end of the dinner, and the saint will move to Longyuan Palace." ”
The protagonist is gone, and everyone is scattered.
Miao Zhi didn't think there was anything strange about it, since ancient times, emperors have been romantic, not to mention the warm fragrant nephrite sent to the door, of course, it has to be eaten and wiped out.
Unwilling to look at the colorful faces of the queen and the concubines, Miao Zhi only walked slowly behind them with half-lowered eyes, and when she turned onto the main road of the Qingliang Palace, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally got rid of the oppressive atmosphere, she was really about to suffocate her.
On the second day, Miao Zhi woke up to the chirping of birds.
After breakfast, I felt that my body was not as tired as the previous two days, but I suddenly became interested and wanted to visit the beautiful scenery on this mountain.
Out of the Qingliang Palace, there was only a little palace maid who knew the path with him. She deliberately let the little palace maid take her to take those paths that she doesn't walk much on weekdays, and she always feels that this is more interesting, otherwise she always meets some mothers and princesses, and patronizes them to greet her, how can she still be in the mood to enjoy the scenery.
The mountains are just as they say outside, and although it is winter, it is isolated from the rest of the world and full of greenery. The pavilions and pavilions are all hidden under a patch of greenery, and I don't know what kind of birds, the melodious chirping resounded through the valley.
Walking along the path, pushing aside the lush branches and leaves in front of me, I soon came to a towering fluffy tree, with clusters and clumps of pine needles, green and lush, like a staircase to the heavenly palace under the shroud of clouds.
If you listen closely, there seems to be the sound of water not far away. Follow the path and you will see a cascading waterfall.
The waterfall came in a variety of forms, like a group of white horses with four hooves galloping forward, surging down and hitting the bare cliff rocks, splashing huge splashes.
The water that fell to the bottom of the lake instantly became soft and subtle, and it meandered down the lake path.
Miao Zhi's location is a corridor built on the cliff wall, and there is a slightly larger viewing platform on the long corridor after walking a dozen steps, which may have been specially built to enjoy the beautiful scenery of this waterfall.
Although it was some distance from the waterfall, the mist that came with the wind still floated over, and Miao Zhi couldn't help but open her arms and lean out of the porch to enjoy the baptism of mist.
The beautiful scenery was almost seen, and as soon as the little palace maid came down from the corridor, a woman's voice was heard. Miao Zhi dodged, and pulled the little palace maid to hide in the dense bushes.
Looking along the mottled shadows of the trees, although the two figures under the corridor were a little far away, she still recognized the identities of the two, it was Queen Lan Miyun and Concubine Liang Yumeng.
There was no one around the two of them, and they walked closer to the bush where Miao Zhi was hiding, and then they stopped, and the corners of their lips were closed, and they didn't know what they were saying.
Miao Zhi motioned to the little palace maid to stay where she was, and she moved forward in the bushes with her waist bent.
Or maybe the waterfall is too loud, and the voices of the two are several times higher than usual. It seems that he is sure that there is no one here, so he speaks without fear.
Miao Zhi didn't want to stay here, but curiosity killed the cat, and it was already known to everyone that the two families above the court fought to the death, but now they met so secretly, and the two of them were alone here, and they didn't bring anyone with them, which made her can't help but want to hear it.