"Jingyun."

Song Zhancheng tried to get the attention of his wife, but ...... To no avail.

Mengxi saw it clearly on the side, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he reached out and quietly pulled someone who was fascinated by watching the draft, and whispered, "Sister Cheng!" Sister Cheng! ”

"Huh?" Cheng Jingyun came back to her senses and glanced at Mengxi, then followed Mengxi's eyes, met Song Zhancheng's resentful black eyes, was stunned, and blinked very innocently, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Zhancheng was tired, "It's okay, keep watching." ”

"Okay." Cheng Jingyun smiled and bent her eyes, and then her eyes were attracted by the beauty in the field.

Mengxi said that she couldn't do anything about it, so she spread her hands and went to watch the performance.

Now it's twenty, and the twentieth seems to be the sister of Dali Siqing, and the performance is a loquat qin, which is very novel, so it has also successfully entered the circle.

Next, the twenty-one, Sanyan.

This person is the object of Cheng Jingyun's most suspicion, so the other party is also engrossed in the appearance of the other party, but he is thinking about it in his heart.

This beauty should be from the outer regions, anyway, it can't be from the Wing Country, and not many people who have the ability to contact the Western Regions and bring back people can do it, but there are also a lot, as long as the connections are enough, but......

Generally, the purpose of sending one's family in is to win people's hearts and please the emperor, and by the way, to compete for favor and bring great benefits to the family from the palace.

And it looks like there is no minister's daughter or sister in the entire court who is from the Western Regions, so who sent this person in is a mystery, what is the benefit of sending such a person to the other party, this is also what Cheng Jingyun is most suspicious.

In fact, it is not difficult to find out who sent it in, but the difficult thing is not to know who is behind the operation behind this sent, which is obviously sent in by a diplomatic envoy, but who knows what kind of person is thinking behind this back.

Although Cheng Jingyun is indeed about to become a little fan sister of these people, she is not so carried away that all the purposes have been passed through in her mind.

Yan Yan has already begun to perform, and sure enough, the performance is a dance that has not been seen in the Central Plains, with the unique costumes of the Western Regions and a kind of piccolo looks very ethereal.

Let the whole audience be in a state of emptiness, with full dedication and swaying dancing, it can only be said that the whole audience is better than it.

Yan Yan blinked, jumped and jumped to Song Zhancheng's side, the sassy dance made Cheng Jingyun grit her teeth but couldn't find fault, she was originally here for the draft girl, and this can be regarded as a ...... A means?

Song Zhancheng looked at the beauty who was close at hand, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, but in order to cooperate, he still vaguely revealed a sense of interest, and Cheng Jingyun snorted coldly.

Maybe this cold snort was heard by Yan Yan, Cheng Jingyun found that this person jumped in front of her, originally she and Song Zhancheng were not far away, so almost a few breaths between Yan Yan and the situation.

Cheng Jingyun, who could finally understand Song Zhancheng's feeling of talent, pursed her lips, but her eyes looked at Yan Yan without blinking, and this Yan Yan was also untimid, it seemed that Cheng Jingyun's demeanor also made her interested and approached again.

Cheng Jingyun can almost smell the fragrance on Yan Yan's body, it is not like the rich spices that are unique to those rumors of the people of the Western Regions, it smells a little good.

The most recent one was almost close to Cheng Jingyun's side face, but fortunately, Yan Yan retreated in time, otherwise there was no guarantee that Song Zhancheng on the side would be as calm as before.

From the beginning of the interest to vaguely unhappy, no one can detect this, and everyone just thinks that the emperor seems to like this woman.

Nan Yan below looked at Yan Yan thoughtfully, and then glanced at Cheng Jingyun again, narrowing his eyes and narrowing his gaze.

After the dance, no accident, the Yan Yan also passed.

But it's also okay, of course, the biggest suspect has to be let go in order for things to develop well, and besides, Yan Yan has already danced quite well.

There are eleven more people after Yan, and two hours have passed since the performance, and a total of ten of these thirty-two people have passed, which is still quite a small probability, Cheng Jingyun and Song Zhancheng feel that it is too much, but the people below are incredible.

Is the emperor a draft girl or a delicate concubine?? Just ten?? And this is the second level, the third level down...... I'm afraid there aren't a few left.

Almost finally, when the lady in charge said that the second level was over, many of the dismissed subordinates went to their own sons to report the news.

The result of today's day will definitely be to shock the various ministers of the previous dynasty, including the right minister.

The third level is tomorrow, and it is also the last level, and the three people that Cheng Jingyun is optimistic about all stand out in the second level, making her faintly look forward to their performance in the last level.

At night, Qingyue Palace.

Song Zhancheng stayed in Qingyue Palace, and was also lying on the bed with Cheng Jingyun talking at this time.

There are guards outside, and there are shadow guards around, outside the hall, of course.

"Someone today is looking straight at it." Cheng Jingyun pointed out.

When Song Zhancheng said this, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked straight at him. He??

Song Zhancheng's face suddenly darkened.

"I don't know who can't even hear me call her, there is a sentence that is very good, indulging in beauty and can't extricate herself." Song Zhancheng snorted coldly.

Cheng Jingyun smacked her lips and sneered a little, coughed lightly and held Yan Yan's face and said seriously: "I can't extricate myself from the beauty of my husband." ”

Song Zhancheng bent his lips silently, and no longer talked to Cheng Jingyun, and directly began to talk about business, "What do you think of that Yanyan?" ”

Cheng Jingyun knew what he meant, but she just didn't answer well, and looked at him with squinted eyes, "What's the matter, you fell in love with it?" ”

Song Zhancheng had some itchy teeth, and Cheng Jingyun laughed out loud, and then said: "She is the most suspicious." ”

Song Zhancheng said "um", "Indeed, no matter what, it is impossible to have people from the Western Regions in this draft selection, even if they are sent in by diplomatic envoys, but it is very unreasonable. ”

"And." Cheng Jingyun thought about everything she saw during the day, and her face was a little solemn, "Have you smelled the incense on that Yan's body?" ”

"What's wrong with the incense on her?" Song Zhancheng frowned, he really didn't know this, he was not as proficient in these as Cheng Jingyun.

Cheng Jingyun said directly: "There is a little problem with the incense on her body, and I have an inexplicable intuition, I just don't know if this problem is good or bad." ”

Song Zhancheng pondered, "Then pay more attention tomorrow." ”

Cheng Jingyun nodded, "I think so too." ”

"But that Nan Yan, why do you look at your eyes weirdly?" Song Zhancheng said his thoughts very unceremoniously, not only is it strange, but he always feels ......

Cheng Jingyun looked at Song Zhancheng a little confused, and hesitated, "Strange? ”

Song Zhancheng sighed lightly when he saw her like this, "Forget it, I'll observe it myself tomorrow." ”

He looked so funny that Cheng Jingyun was so funny, he reached out and pinched his face with a good feel, squinted his eyes and smiled: "What do you think, don't worry, I will pay attention to it." ”

Song Zhancheng snorted coldly, leaned over to suppress Cheng Jingyun, and chuckled in a low voice, "Okay, don't worry about your husband, so madam, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, don't waste time." ”

Cheng Jingyun's face suddenly turned red, and she hummed softly.

The curtain is gently shaken, and the spring night is a moment, and the hibiscus tent is warm.

Spring Festival.