Feeling apologetic, I put away my friendly face and gave him a look that made it clear that I was cold and uninterested to him, hoping that he would be sensible about my next request.

"That's not a big deal." I smiled humbly, and suddenly "remembered" something, looked at Fusu ruthlessly, and said: "Gongzi arranges the banquet hall, but have you noticed that there are real guns and live ammunition handles, and there are more than ten people who are endowed with soft bodies, I need it." ”

I hope that Fusu can see through my ruthless and elite rational state, but I don't know if he heard my question clearly, he didn't hesitate and responded.

"Concubine Xi rest assured, Fu Suding will select the best candidate to send to Concubine Xi."

He was so excited that instead of rejecting my request, he was afraid that I would regret it and change my mind and not want him to help, so he turned around and went back to choose.

I felt guilty, but I couldn't help but be grateful to Fusu for his appreciation of me, and I couldn't help but sigh sadly at his end: Such an infatuated man, such a vigorous and resolute style, and such excellent military exploits, he should sit on the throne of King Qin as he wished!

Ying Zheng's birthday banquet is getting closer and closer, and in the hurried scene created by the people of the Qin Palace, the lords of each palace are depressed and hidden outside the palace, thinking that they are all brewing to make a gift to Ying Zheng.

Lin Jixiang, the person sent by Fusu, was very satisfied, he personally guided them to comprehend the rhythm of the dance every day, choreographed the movements of rigidity and softness, and was very busy, and it was very interesting to be busy.

I would occasionally go and harmonize with him to see his state of mind and the course of his troubles, but I always excused himself when he wanted to speak his mind.

He would try to talk to me at the right time, and my demeanor remained the same, and I always left in a state of silence, so many times, Lin Jixiang knew that he could not change my mind and the problem I had for him, so he also forbade the relevant words and deeds, and no longer embarrassed me.

When Luo Onion made the upper body of the red jumpsuit with the sleeves, waist, and ankles of the tunics according to the pattern I had drawn, I put on my robe and walked to the outer courtyard to show Lin Jixiang, and the moment I took off my robe and veil and hat. He looked at me for the first time and straightened his eyes, and the affection in his eyes did not dissipate for a long time.

It's the most out of shape I've ever seen of him.

"I'll wear this outfit on New Year's Day and Ming, do you think it's appropriate?"

I didn't dare to move, I was afraid that if I went around in circles to show him my new clothes like I did in Qi Kingdom, he would be even more restless.

Since it is a program of two people and music, I always have to communicate with Lin Ji in advance of this side of my preparation.

He looked at me, the affection in his eyes turning into mist.

"If you treat it so carefully, do you want to confirm the title of Princess Qin?"

I put away my flattering smile and stood dry.

He lowered his eyebrows sourly, calmed down and asked, "Does Yingzheng have an eye impairment or a hidden disease, otherwise." Why these years have passed. But he didn't lose his temperament? ”

I know that Lin Jixiang can't figure out why Yingzheng has left me for so long. To be honest, I can't figure it out, if it were based on the rumored tyrannical temperament of Yingzheng (and the fact that I personally experienced his impatience), he shouldn't have allowed me to live on the stage of the Qin Palace like this.

"I haven't heard of any hidden illness of King Qin. Maybe. He has seen all the beauty of the world, and he is not good for my face. "I sue sù Lin Jixiang, and I sue sù myself.

It's just a face, and what can it do if you hook the soul, it's just to win others to look at it for a second.

The more Ying Zheng doesn't care about my appearance, the more I admire the perseverance and character of his generation of overlords.

"Heh~~~ How can it make sense? I'm afraid that if the men in the world look at you, they will never forget this God-given subtlety in their lives. ”

Lin Jixiang doesn't agree with my self-inferiority.

I don't want to talk to Lin Jixiang about this, and I don't want to increase his concern that Yingzheng may confirm my position at any time, and the urgent idea of pulling me out after this meeting with him. I smiled and asked, "The Prime Minister hasn't said it yet." Are you happy with my look? ”

Lin Jixiang listened to me and asked questions again about his concepts, watched it carefully, and praised it solemnly.

"Ingenuity, appropriate to the scene and music, enchanting body. Great! ”

Just talking about these words of praise is enough to make me shy and empty-hearted, not to mention the pressure of Lin Jixiang's heavy sincerity and affection.

Secretly taking a few breaths of thin air pressure, I adjusted the strict atmosphere that was controlled by Lin Jixiang, and chuckled lightly.

"Thank you for the compliment. Since Xiangjue is satisfied, I will wear it like this. ”

I tried my best to talk and laugh with Lin Jixiang naturally, but my heart was still not deep enough, no matter how hard I tried, it would be in vain under Lin Jixiang's gaze.

I don't know if it's because Mrs. Zhao is also very busy, in short, I was worried that she would cause trouble, she didn't do it for the time being, she didn't do it, and unexpectedly gave me hope, but instead it made me bitter like a sharp thorn stuck in my throat - I was always worried about whether she would say it, how to say it, when to say it...

This kind of torment is very difficult, but I have survived from the beginning of recklessly entering this world to the present, and it is mixed with other thunder points that will erupt from time to time.

Ying Zheng's birthday banquet was fully organized by Mrs. Jing, the beloved woman, with the assistance of the son Fusu and the eighth son, Mrs. Li, and the birthday banquet scene was atmospheric and graceful. The main tone of the audience is gray and black, and the plain embellishment is dotted with some red, purple and other foils, which makes people feel a kind of solemn admiration.

Because it is New Year's Day and Ying Zheng's birthday, this day is regarded by the Qin people as the most important day of the year. Especially the women in the Qin Palace, all of them are dressed in new clothes, and they tossed their most beautiful side to the death to appear at Yingzheng's birthday banquet.

I was dressed in a corset that Luo Onion had modified according to my instructions, and a wide red robe to hide its feminine and heroic appearance, but when I entered, I was so hot by the warm current in the hall that I had to reveal its true appearance in advance.

"Yo, Mrs. Xi's dress can be described as ingenious, and the whole country can think of such a style of clothing for a smart person like Mrs. Xi, with a willow waist and plump buttocks, and the price is raised."

Zhao Wu said exaggeratedly, laughing contemptuously.

I was expressionless.

"Thank you Lady Dance for the compliment."

I ignored Zhao Wu's sneering, even though I could hear the praise in her heart, but her hard words were really unpleasant.

Zhao Wu's high profile has earned me a lot of attention, and the focus is so complex - not to mention.

"Which one is this singing?" Mrs. Li looked at me coldly, and her cold voice reached many ears: "Good women in ancient times are all wide-sleeved, and they are respected when they cover their eyes." Mrs. Xi is so wrapped in her body, why don't you want to make a show and brush her face to show off? ”