Zhuo Wangsun and Jiang Mei cooperate very tacitly, Jiang Mei's every dance step is consistent with Zhuo Wangsun's drumbeat, and occasionally the two look at each other, which is full of tacit understanding.

Time seemed to be stretched for an infinite time, and finally came to an abrupt end.

Jiang Mei gasped slightly and bowed to Xia Zheng, looking at his expression, as if he was not interested.

But in the eyes of Zhuo Wangsun, Xia Zheng's expression was too calm, and things were bound to be opposed.

Zhuo Wangsun smiled: "Your Majesty, this woman is the best dancer in the Weichen Mansion, today I take advantage of the emperor's happiness, I don't know if the emperor has any ideas......

Xia Zheng's voice was high, sounding so ethereal and difficult to approach, he interrupted Zhuo Wangsun's words: "No need. ”

When the words fell, Jiang Mei's figure froze, and when Feng Fanzhi offered the dancing girl, the woman was accepted by Xia Zheng before she danced, and at this moment Xia Zheng knew that it was himself who was dancing, and he actually burned his efforts after his own efforts.

Her nails dug into her skin, and under the veil, a pair of thin lips almost burst through the teeth.

What a ...... O cruel man......

Jiang Mei closed her eyes fiercely, as if the eyes of the people present had become strange because of Xia Zheng's refusal, she was a little embarrassed, in a dilemma, and her throat was sore.

Zhuo Wangsun sighed softly, and his eyes kept falling on Jiang Mei's back.

"Okay."

Zhuo Wang Sun bowed his head, put down the drumstick in his hand, and waited for Jiang Mei to turn back.

I don't know why, he just hopes that Jiang Mei will simply turn back, and it's best not to have tears in her eyes, otherwise he will have to coax her, such a friend...... It's too much trouble.

Jiang Mei calmed down, lowered his head and bowed to Xia Zheng slightly, and quickened his pace, Zhuo Wangsun noticed the lifelessness in her love, and at the moment she walked by, his fingers moved, wanting to reach out and hold her, but Jiang Mei's pace was as fast as a gust of wind, and he ran out of the palace gate.

The feast continued, Zhuo Wangsun sat back in his place, with a calm appearance, continued to drink and talk with people, and tried not to let himself look at the empty side.

"General Huo is brave and good at fighting......"

When Xia Zheng was talking with envoys from other countries, Zhuo Wangsun finally couldn't hold back the faint worry in his heart, put down the wine cup, pretended to be unsteady, looked drunk, and stepped out of the Baohe Palace.

Outside the Baohe Palace, King Zhuo's grandson strode like a fly.

"Jiang Mei!" Zhuo Wangsun can't shout loudly, there are palace people everywhere, if it is too loud, Jiang Mei's identity will be exposed, which is definitely not a good thing for her.

Zhuo Wangsun's eyebrows gradually condensed into anger, in the final analysis, she made this bet, no matter whether she won or lost, she would undoubtedly hurt herself.

And Zhuo Wangsun didn't notice that after he walked out of the Baohe Palace, several black shadows immediately jumped down from the eaves and followed into the night, merging with the darkness.

***

The moment Jiang Mei breathed in the air outside the Baohe Palace, she tried to look up, the sky was like a wash, and she lowered her eyelashes slightly, and there was a hot liquid falling uncontrollably.

She closed her eyes and opened them again.

Come on, Jiang Mei, from now on, cry when you want to cry, and laugh when you want to laugh.

She ran in the long night, without any direction, and intuitively, it was too hypocritical to say that it was to vent her feelings, but the love in her heart that caught her off guard was almost suffocating.

"Xia Zheng! You bastard! ”

Jiang Mei panted and stood still by the palace wall, she screamed hoarsely, startling away the birds that landed on the wall.