"Thank you, Your Majesty!!"

Everyone got up and waited for the emperor to sit down before slowly taking their seats.

The emperor was very happy today, even with a smile on his face, and when he saw such a restrained crowd, he couldn't help waving his hand: "Okay, okay, everyone is casual, today our monarchs and ministers and all the soldiers should drink happily, hahaha......"

"Yes!!"

With the emperor himself speaking, everyone relaxed.

At this time, everyone found out that Mo Jiuhua, the main master, was not in the Song family, but sat face to face with the prince on both sides of the emperor.

Seeing this scene, everyone was in an uproar and a little stunned at the same time.

Obviously, everyone was shocked by this arrangement, but they quickly understood it.

After all, Marshal Song's current ability is no longer as simple as their Beichen marshal.

She is now the number one magic powerhouse in the world, and while she has made great achievements, she has also become an existence that Beichen people look up to, so it is normal to receive such special treatment.

Not to mention them Beichen, any dynasty on this continent has a peerless powerhouse like Marshal Song, I am afraid that it will be used as a treasure.

Therefore, after everyone was shocked, they also felt that it was normal, and they quickly calmed down.

Of course, except for one person, that is Song Yifan.

At this time, she sat behind her father and mother Song Weidan and his wife, with a dignified and weak face, only she knew that she was about to be out of breath because of the monstrous jealousy and unwillingness in her heart at this time.

Song Yifan didn't understand why God was so unfair.

Some people are born well, and then it is so easy to stand at the top in life.

And she herself has to work extremely hard to get what she wants.

Is...... It's so hateful!

No one cares what her little maid thinks.

At this time, everyone has already begun to eat and drink.

After a while, a group of dancers entered one after another with graceful steps.

One row of women, one row of men.

Seeing this, Mo Jiuhua became interested.

What is this going to dance? There are even mixed men and women?

Beichen Feng, who had been staring at Mo Jiuhua obsessively, quietly puffed out his face when he saw this, and his whole body exuded an unhappy aura.

Hum!

With the sound of "ding", the beautiful sound of silk and bamboo and all kinds of string music sounded, and the dancers waved their long sleeves one after another, gradually stepping into the most central dance venue, and dancing with each other to dance a beautiful and moving dance.

Wine accompanied by singing and dancing, the atmosphere became higher and higher, the last trace of tension in everyone's hearts was relaxed, and some ministers' families began to chat while eating and drinking.

Many people actually want to talk to Mo Jiuhua, but because her position is too close to the emperor, no one dares to go up for the time being.

After a while, the dance was over, but the dancers didn't go down.

At this time, the musicians changed to a casual music performance, and the dancers also changed with the music, and the dance gradually became casual.

As for being casual, it actually changes because of the atmosphere, and the atmosphere is like singing and dancing.

However, in front of the emperor, these dancers did not dare to go too far no matter how casual they were.

It's just that there are some of the more daring and quite ambitious......

There were three beautiful women jumping and jumping and went to the high platform.

Two of them walked up to the emperor and made a respectful toast.

The emperor was very happy today, he had been drinking, and he was even happier when he saw someone respecting, and he drank a few glasses with the two dancers.

Because they were facing the Son of Heaven, after the two toasted, they hurriedly retreated, not daring to linger any longer.