The birthday banquet is in full swing, the congratulatory gifts are all gone, and then it is time for the performances of the various countries......

I saw that Sikong Yiche changed his normal state, not as restrained and humble as in the past, and took the lead in standing up and arching his hand to the old emperor and said: "Your Majesty Emperor Ling, the imperial sister has specially prepared a sword dance to congratulate you on your birthday, please take a look at your face!" ”

The old emperor's shrewd eyes flashed, and he smiled back: "This is natural, I remember that this girl Lingshu is especially fond of swordsmanship, presumably she has cultivated well over the years, and I will have to take a good look at it......"

"Your Majesty Emperor Xie Ling!" Sikong Yiche saluted and replied.

Many years ago, when Sikong Yiche's grandfather was alive, he took the young Sikong Lingshu to Beiling for a tour, so the old emperor still had a little impression of Sikong Lingshu.

I saw that Sikong Lingshu changed into palace clothes and wore a white robe, which was like clear water, elegant and dusty, which was refreshing.

She walked slowly into the inner hall, and the first thing she saw was the cyan figure who was not moved by her, but at this time she was able to restrain herself more than ever, and instantly returned to her senses, and after quickly saluting the old emperor, she began to perform.

Sikong Yiche's eyes dimmed slightly, couldn't the imperial sister still make up her mind?

Ye Jinli always looked at her with appreciation, even if she was different at this time, a hundred times better than usual, but she still couldn't impress him......

King Chen and King An's eyes swirled on the two, it can be seen that they know the relationship between Ye Jinli and Sikong Lingshu, but the bad fate is always the bad fate, Beiling will not marry Xijin, and now they can only say one sentence, life is only as first seen......

They didn't think about it, if only Ye Jin hadn't been so kind-hearted......

Sikong Lingshu's gaze no longer looked at anyone, only to see that she was holding the sword in one hand, and the sword movement was as soft as a cloud, like flowing water, continuous, gentle and round, soft and rigid.

It's like a flying phoenix soaring, which makes people yearn for it......

When she was young, she collected her sword steadily, and thunderous applause resounded in the hall.

The old emperor Long Yan Dayue said: "Okay! Good! Good! Princess Lingshu's superb sword dao made me very happy, I have a sword called 'Feihong' here, and I gave it to the princess, come here, take my ...... Feihong' sword, "Originally, this sword was prepared for Gong Qianmo, but the girl didn't like to dance the sword, in order not to bury this famous sword, it could only be given to Sikong Lingshu."

"Lingshu thanked His Majesty Emperor Ling!" Sikong Ling knelt down and thanked him.

After the chamberlain took a long wooden box, he respectfully put it in Sikong Lingshu's hand, Sikong Lingshu happily took it, thanked the old emperor again, and after glancing at Sikong Yiche, he returned to the seat that belonged to her......

Sikong Yiche subconsciously looked at the man with the inky golden figure in the upper left, and saw that the man was calmly sipping a fine wine, as if he was ignoring what was happening below, and did not express any opinions. Could it be that this plan just failed?

This time, the reason why the countries brought the princess to congratulate the Beiling Emperor on his birthday was nothing more than knowing that the King of Youlan City intended to send Beiling to make this arrangement, it can be said that the princesses of these families took great pains to show just to attract Feng Jinglan's attention, but who knew that the person had not paid attention to it from beginning to end?

Zong Zhengrui no longer had hope for this marriage, because he knew that his imperial sister could not arouse that person's interest at all, not to mention that now his imperial sister already belonged to him, so he was ready to give up the marriage with Youlan City.

"Your Majesty Emperor Ling, the imperial sister knows that you love Momei, so I will send a picture of plum blossoms drawn by myself to Your Majesty, a little respect, and please smile at Your Majesty!" Zong Zhengrui took the scroll handed by the chamberlain and said.

"Yes, come and take a look at ......" The old emperor said very excitedly, this look was much more excited than watching Sikong Ling Swinging Sword just now.

Everyone was a little inexplicable, only Feng Jinglan knew that the person who really loved Memetu was not the old emperor, but her!