Lin Yaoyue didn't dare to raise her head,

He didn't dare to look at Murong Jin. Murong Jin's monstrous momentum around her body was unstoppable, and she pressed herself tightly with the power of destroying and decaying! She didn't dare to answer, and she didn't know how to make an answer.

The whispers and ambiguity between the two instantly broke Murong Ling's line of sight!

"Uncle Huang wants to find someone to partner with, and my nephew is the most suitable person. Murong Ling stepped forward, stood between Murong Jin and Lin Yaoyue, and pulled Lin Yaoyue behind him with one hand.

"Oh, is it?" If there was still a hint of something different in Murong Jin's cold appearance just now, then at this time, Murong Jin's voice was as piercing as cold iron, piercing into his heart and lungs.

Murong Ling couldn't help but feel a little afraid. But soon, he calmed down. In the future, he Murong Ling will inherit the throne of Dawan. He is not willing to be trampled under Murong Jin's feet like his father!

"The nephew hopes that the imperial uncle will give the nephew this opportunity. Murong Ling bowed slightly respectfully at this time, and her tone was sincere.

But Murong Jin's blue phoenix eyes just swept coldly on the top of Murong Ling's head, and then seemed to sneer, and his voice was like a cold pool, "My nephew's kindness, this king understands it." But there are some things you can't replace, you know?"

Murong Jin's voice carried a hint of banter, taking Murong Ling's groveling at this time in his eyes, he knew that his nephew was extremely ambitious, and he couldn't wait to kill himself at this moment. It's a pity -

Murong Jin chuckled at the corner of his lips and slightly hooked an arc. I'm afraid Murong Ling will never have this opportunity in his life.

And the person who has this opportunity is the one he is inviting in front of him, but he was almost resisted by her for the third time,

"Lin Yaoyue, as the daughter of the general of the Zhenguo, don't you have the courage at all?" Murong Jin's voice carried a hint of majesty.

Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but raise her eyes.

Yes, if he has come to avenge his past life, then come! He has already died once, so why should he be afraid. Sure enough, he was suppressed by the momentum around him, and instinctively wanted to escape.

"The courtiers obey the will of the regent. ”

Under Murong Jin's gaze, Murong Ling had no choice but to get out of the way and let Lin Yaoyue stand beside Murong Jin.

"What does the courtier need?" Lin Yaoyue asked lightly.

"Cloud sleeves dance lightly, horses step on Feiyan, do you know?" Murong Jin's blue phoenix eyes carried a hint of urgency.

Knowing and knowing, how could she not know that just now on this white jade platform, she danced lightly with wide sleeves. Was he Murong Jin blindfolded?

Thinking about this, Lin Yaoyue's ink-colored eyes were a little provocative, but when she looked at Murong Jin's dark blue phoenix eyes, her morale suddenly weakened, and a little sweat appeared in her palms. I couldn't help but reply slowly,

"The courtiers know, and the courtiers receive the order. ”

I saw a woman dancing on the thin and clear rice paper. The toe tapped, like a Lingbo microwave floating on the surface of the water, did not disturb the water mirror for half a minute.

The man stood in the center, pulled down the sable fur on his body and waved it gently, and immediately brought up a little juice from the ink table at the edge of the rice paper. With the woman's rapid steps on tiptoe, the man's body moved slightly, and he grabbed the woman's waist with one hand.

Suddenly, just listen to the sound of the piano together. Everyone couldn't help but look at the violinist, but saw that the violinist's hands were far away from the strings, and it was the internal force of the regent Murong Jin that vibrated the strings. The sound of the piano is short, powerful, and fierce! In an instant, everyone present was pulled to the middle of the battlefield, and the sound of the two armies fighting was endless.

This is all due to the aura emanating from Murong Jin's body outside the three zhangs, but he didn't move a bit! Everyone present was shocked by the regent's unfathomable martial arts, with Murong Ling and Concubine Pei Xian bearing the brunt among them.

Murong Jin took Lin Yaoyue in his arms with one hand, spun it up, and stared with both eyes. At the same time, he stretched out his other slender finger with distinct bones and white jade, and stroked Lin Yaoyue's hair. This was originally a frivolous and frivolous move, but it could be made by Murong Jin, but it seemed like the two of them dancing between the landscape ink paintings.

Immediately after, Murong Jin easily let go of Lin Yaoyue, but when she spun and danced lightly at the edge of his sight, he slightly touched her fingertips and pulled her back.

Suddenly returning to Murong Jin's arm, Lin Yaoyue could feel the scorching heat of the brocade silk against her skin, Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but wonder, would a person like Murong Jin who was like ice cover also have a temperature?

The man seemed to feel the woman's distraction, he pulled the woman into his arms, and whispered, "In this life, does Yue'er still want to marry Murong Ling?" Letting the surprise in Lin Yaoyue's eyes, Murong Jin let go of Lin Yaoyue's fingertips.

The sound of the piano is soothing, clear.

"The autumn bush is like the dust of the past, and the jade face is becoming more and more oblique. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored in flowers, and this flower is even more flowerless. ”

The man's voice at this time is different from the cold of the past, it seems to have a cheerful and hearty meaning, accompanied by the man's deep internal force, the end of the last sentence of the poem, lingering over the Dawan Palace for a long time!

'It's not that the flower prefers chrysanthemums, but this flower blooms even more without flowers. ’，

Lin Yaoyue couldn't help lowering her eyes.

At the end of this song, when Lin Yaoyue was slightly flustered, Murong Jin threw up the sable fur and covered everyone's sight for a while.

He used his slender and moist fingers to slowly swipe Lin Yaoyue's delicate jade face, and his fingertips touched her warm lips as if they were nothing. He waved his wide sleeves lightly, and no one could see the crimson and beautiful spring light on Lin Yaoyue's face at this time, but in an instant, he became a painting at his feet.

He gently rubbed the fingertips that had been placed on her lips and rubbed them on his lips.

The faint golden light reflected his smooth jade-like face, soft and vivid, with a sense of the sun and the moon. Under the silhouette of the long eyelashes, the dark blue phoenix eyes are soul-stunning.

He hooked his lips, smiled, and let go of her.

Under the feet of the two are splendid rivers and mountains outlined in ink. There is a way: the country is picturesque, galloping for hire.