The makeup of the eyebrows and eyes is exquisite, the light gauze covers the face, and with sparse steps, stepping on the steps of the palace one step above the other, Yang Pu looked up, the majestic palace of Beidi, like a towering mountain in the sun, heavy, and majestic, it seems that once she steps in, she will be trapped in it forever.

Stepping into the main hall, the music of silk and bamboo bells and drums is ringing in the ears, and the aroma of wine and meat comes to the nose.

Yang Pu stood in the center of the hall, raised his eyes to look at the person on the dragon chair, and saw that the person's eyebrows and eyes were sharp, the nose peak was high and angular, and he was born with an arrogant domineering spirit.

Without Yang Pu's too much guessing, it can be determined that this person is the rumored brave and unpredictable Emperor of Beidi, Ye Luheng.

On the side of Ye Lu Heng, there was a charming woman, who seemed to be Ye Lu Heng's new favorite, and was carefully peeling a crystal clear grape and gently sending it to Ye Lu Heng's mouth. In front of the public, the woman was not afraid of the cold, and her clothes were very thin, Ye Luheng laughed and chatted with the guests who participated in the banquet, and at the same time put her hand into the waist of the beauty, and from time to time she touched a few handfuls very roughly, and drank a few glasses of spirits, and laughed more happily.

Yang Pu raised his eyes and looked at it for a moment, and noticed that Ye Luheng was looking over, and the two sides exchanged eyes for a moment, Yang Pu lowered his head, bowed gently, and then danced in the hall with the sound of musical instruments.

She killed the dancing girl with her own hands and took her place, with a clear purpose, that is, to get Ye Luheng's favor. This is not difficult, because as she saw, Ye Luheng is a **** man.

The dreamlike color practice gently swings in the hand, with the rotation of the body, as if turned into an ethereal cloud, the breeze is flying, faintly revealing the colorful light, so that the dancing people, like the hibiscus flowers, fluttering and chasing butterflies.

As the pitch of the music became higher and higher, the color practice suddenly soared into the air, as if climbing the clouds, and like a Milky Way waterfall that fell to the ground for 3,000 feet.

Suddenly, the originally lively hall suddenly quieted down, people were surprised by the dance in front of them and the elegance of the person in front of them, laughing and forgetting their own language, the wine in the drinking cup has been spilled, and Ye Luheng looked at the eyes that looked over, felt that his heart moved, quite hooked, but there was only a little interest on his face, he picked up a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all.

Yang Pu was quite confident in her dance, because in the capital of Daliang back then, hundreds of young people and girls with royal relatives and nobles competed for talent, and she may only lose to that one person, but on this dance, no one can match. Back then, except for that person, the children of Jingzhong, even if they were extremely high-minded, which one of them didn't covet her.

She was originally the phoenix among people, and now she is humble and humble, and she uses beauty to seduce a merry man, which is a low-hanging fruit.

Sure enough, after the dance, Ye Luheng pushed away the charming woman on the side, got up and came towards her with a glass of wine.

Yang Pu's lips hidden under the tulle were gently hooked, and he looked directly at Ye Luheng, waiting for his arrival.

Standing beside him, Ye Luheng looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and felt that he was really a bold person, and in his harem, there was no one who dared to look at him so blatantly and with a bit of aggression, as if he would be the one who would be favored later.

Hehe, interesting!

Ye Luheng lowered his eyes, looked at the woman in front of him and on his shoulder, stretched out his hand, brushed the tulle on her face aside, gently pinched the small and delicate chin with his fingers, and took a closer look, feeling that it was really a beauty, among all the women he had seen, her appearance was also a top-notch, but what attracted him was the fierce aura of the whole body, like a thorn and a sharp blade, so that he had no reason to want to break off her flower branches, possess her, and conquer her!

The wine in the cup was gently handed in front of him, looking at the wine in the cup of ripples, and then looking at Ye Lu Heng's seemingly provocative gaze, Yang Pu smiled lightly, did not take it, but stretched out his hand, extremely boldly, from the silver gray animal skin embedded in Ye Lu Heng's wrist, gently to the back of his hand, and then soft as a spring breeze, held Ye Lu Heng's hand, handed his hand and the wine glass to his lips, like a butterfly drawing nectar, lightly took a sip of wine, swallowed slowly, and dipped a few drops of wine on the lips of the rouge, and smiled slightly with the corner of the lips, The dew seemed to come alive too.

Ye Luheng looked at the moving scene in front of him, laughed, and suddenly, picked up Yang Pu in front of him, and then strode on the throne of the dragon chair, making her prostrate in her arms like a cat.

As Yang Pu expected, that night, she was favored by Ye Luheng, under the darkness of the night, he was domineering and crazy, she trembled slightly, feeling that the Beidi bedroom was cold to the bone, and her heart was a little painful.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as it is what she wants, she will do everything she can to hold it firmly in her hands, but now that the times have changed, she has nothing, and the obsession in her heart makes her want to get the things and people she desires, even if it is desperate, even if it is unscrupulous.

Ye Luheng gave thousands of honors and favors to the vigorous, all kinds of gold bottles and treasures, pearls, jade and satin, but all the prosperous and magnificent things in this world, as long as you can think of it, there is everything.

Yang Pu looked at it, only smiled, and was not moved by it, she was born a prince and noblewoman, and she will definitely not be dazzled by money, these things, as long as she wants, she can have as much as she wants, it was in the past, and it is now. However, there are thousands of women in this world, and she doesn't know how long Ye Luheng's mind left on her can last, only that even if she waits, Xiao Yi can't afford to wait.

Yang Pu doesn't know when he fell in love with Xiao Yi, maybe it was the young man who saw such a picturesque eyebrow at first glance among the flowers when he was a child, or maybe he beat a child of a family who pretended to be arrogant to his knees and begged for mercy and cried again and again, maybe when the young people and girls of all families competed for beauty, he held a longbow in his hand and could inadvertently pierce the entire bull's-eye, or maybe it was when the stars held the moon, but he never looked at her carefully.

He pierced her heart like a dripping stone, making her, who has always been stubborn and competitive, feel that in the whole world, only Xiao Yi is the direction she runs hard, and she is a good son-in-law who is enough to grind Chanjuan under the moon in her ears and temples.

Perhaps in this world, the flowing water has never experienced the sadness of falling flowers, and the flowers are always adrift and rotten into mud, and they can't exchange some of the true feelings of the flowing water.

She is like the withered flower, she thinks she is brave enough to chase it, and she finds that Xiao Yi is indifferent, no matter how well she behaves, she has never entered his eyes.

So Yang Pu thought that she must be not good enough, and she has not been able to do what Xiao Yi likes. After inquiring in every possible way, after learning that Xiao Yi studied under the Tianxuan faction, she was a delicate and noble girl, resolutely put down the wealth and glory of her family, worked hard, and entered the gate of the Tianxuan faction.

Sure enough, things were much better as she expected, they were from the same school, she could see him often, and he recognized her, she was the girl in Beijing who danced very well, and what made Yang Pu even more excited was that he still remembered her name, and sometimes he happened to pass by while practicing, and he would also speak out and correct her moves.

Yang Pu thought that like all beautiful stories, the story between them was about to begin, but he suddenly went to the border, and it was many years when he went. Even one year, Yang Pu heard that Princess Beidi had also admired Xiao Yi, and entrusted an envoy from Beidi to discuss the marriage between the two countries. During that time, Yang Pu felt that it was difficult to sleep and eat, and when he was awake or in his dreams, he was afraid that Xiao Yi would be snatched away by the princess, but fortunately, the news from the border gate was that Xiao Yi rejected the princess's affiliation, so Yang Pu thought again, the reason why Xiao Yi refused so simply was that he already had a girl he liked in his heart, could it be that girl, would it be her.

Every night when Yang Pu was lying in bed alone, the more he thought about it, the more difficult it was to control himself, his face was red with shame, and he had to pull the quilt to cover his face in the dark night, laughing at himself for hating to marry.

The more she thought about it, it seemed that the reality had become what she expected, and soon after, Xiao Yi returned to the capital, although he made a mistake and went to Beijing to ask for the crime, but it didn't matter much, and he should go back to Beijing to recuperate. And she also saw the figure that she thought about day and night again, the wind and sand grinding of the border for many years made his originally fair skin dyed a little wheat, and the whole person became more and more towering and upright, with a bit of fierce killing atmosphere, although the wanton arrogance revealed in his bones has not been wiped out, but in his eyes, there is a little more cunning posture of a young man. Even though he looked at each other from a distance, Yang Pu could still recognize him at a glance from the crowd, he was really still the same as she was in her heart, better than the entire capital, the entire Daliang, and even the men in the whole world.

Only such a good man can match her Yang Pu, just ask all the women in Beijing, qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, articles and martial arts, which one can come out and compare with her Yang Pu!

Thinking about it like this, they are really a good match, not only she thinks so, but most people in the entire capital think so. It's just that when Yang Pu thought that the story of the two of them, from the time he returned to Kyoto and returned to the Tianxuan Sect, and when it began, the sweet dream came to an abrupt end.

In the Tianxuan Sect, the place with her good memories, in front of the public, Xiao Yi called the woman who was competing with her for the limelight "Madam".

At that time, he called it sincerely, but she felt like a thunderclap in the clear sky, exploding in her ears.