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"The minister is a martial artist, and he has no talent, please forgive your majesty and the imperial concubine." Feng Xianji stood up and bowed and refused.

He is tall and mighty, and he is half a head taller than him when he sits with King Lu, who is also a martial artist, which shows that he is strong. In addition, he covers his face with a big beard all the year round, and he looks a little fierce, and if he is a little timid, he may cry on the spot, and only the Tang family can provoke him again and again. Everyone sympathized with the King of the Southwest being targeted by the Tang family, and they were even more curious about whether the King of the Southwest would swallow his anger this time.

Emperor Wei took a deep look at him, and saw that he was still uninterested, not happy or angry, but a little curious. When he first met, he was amazed by the imperial concubine, why did he sit so still this time? Could it be a deliberate disguise?

The king has always been suspicious, and even those who have followed him for many years cannot escape his suspicion.

Tang Feng glanced at the emperor's expression lightly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Feng Xianji, the biggest killer in the southwest, has been stable in the southwest border for several years since he led the troops, and the surrounding small countries dare not offend. But even so, he knocked on the Xining Kingdom in the west from time to time to shock their hearts that were about to move. How could such a character not be in his plan.

It's just that he saved her once after all, and she won't be as ruthless as others. Planting this seed of doubt in Wei Di's heart today will already be beneficial to the situation in the future.

"Since the king of the southwest is unwilling, the palace can't force it, otherwise the name of a bullying loyal minister will be buckled, and the palace can't afford it." Tang Feng glanced at him with the tail of her eyes, as if she was affectionate and like a wave of water, and after scratching people's hearts, she glanced away and turned to Emperor Wei, and said, "Today, everyone is here for the concubines, why don't you let the concubines help everyone?" ”

Seeing her let herself go so easily, Feng Xianji couldn't say whether he was disappointed or happy.

Seeing that she was going to put out a show, Wei Di asked with great interest, "How does Concubine Ai plan to help the fun?" ”

"The concubine is willing to dance for Your Majesty and all the adults."

Many years from now, those who are here today will die of old age, but they will never forget this night in their long or short lives. Even through word of mouth, it has been interpreted into a folk script, so that countless people want to restore the dance posture at that time.

But for this time, this is just a slightly special night, because the imperial concubine, who has always shown her chin to show people, is willing to dance for everyone, and the significance of this event goes beyond dancing itself.

Emperor Wei had never seen the imperial concubine dance, and she couldn't use the means used by others to attract attention, she just needed to stand there, and everyone's eyes couldn't escape from her. Therefore, Weidi is looking forward to it.

Of course, there are many conservative courtiers whispering below, thinking that this is the style of the favored concubine rather than the bearing that the imperial concubine should have.

Anyway, Tang Feng had already changed into his dance skirt and stepped in from outside the palace gate.

She appeared in a white dance dress, the skirt was soft, like several thin layers of veil attached to her body. She stepped on the floor barefoot, revealing her white jade feet, with a few silver chains wrapped around her ankles, and shone with a shallow light as she walked. The sleeves of the dance skirt are very wide, about the imitation of the Wei and Jin dynasties, and the jade arms are exposed when the hand is raised.

Wei Di slowly stood up from the dragon chair, and he looked at this woman as if it was the first time he had seen her.

There was a sound from nowhere, and she jumped to the beat, like a flash of inspiration at the beginning of heaven and earth, dazzling in the night. The sound of the flute is soft, and every step of her steps is extremely precise on the beat, and her arms are stretched out around her body, like a butterfly with wings spread, facing the wind. Looking back, retracting her arms, she touched the ground with one foot, and suddenly leaned over, and she stopped here, stopping the breath of many people.

The sound of the flute turned abruptly, like a waterfall pouring on a stone, she rotated reflexively, her dance skirt flipped with it, the whirring of the wind, and the sound of her heartbeat was heard. She seems to be dancing in the forest, making people see the beating of light and shadow, but in the blink of an eye, it seems to be jumping in the clouds, making people feel her wanton like the wind......

When the sound of the flute stopped, her dancing steps also stopped, her arms folded in front of her chest, and her body looked up at the night sky. She closed her eyes, her whole person was quiet and calm, with a light smile on the corner of her mouth, and her whole body exuded a fatal pure attraction.

Feng Xianji thought of a word sacrifice. This dance of hers is like giving her life to the night. He suddenly felt a rush of restlessness from his heart, and he wanted to pick up a sledgehammer and smash her shell, and look inside to see what she was made of.

Water, this woman must be made of water, that's why she has so many changing forms. This is the voice of countless people, including the king who stood high in front of others but has long been conquered by her.

He stepped down the steps to personally welcome her back to the upper seat, took the cloak handed by the others, and carefully gathered her in the cloak. He had witnessed this astonishing beauty, and his first instinct was that he must not be coveted by anyone else. He was going to lock her firmly in the palace and lock her to his side, at any cost.

Tang Feng smiled and snuggled in his arms, tilted his head, but looked in the direction of Feng Xianji, blinking slightly, like a butterfly landing on the water, rippling layer after layer of ripples.

Feng Xianji...... , that's what I mean?

Scold!

None of the next shows surpassed this dance, and against the backdrop of this shocking dance, all the specific arrangements seemed to be overshadowed. So much so that later some people said that the most exciting part of the imperial concubine's birthday turned out to be herself. Although it is reasonable, it also makes everyone have a new understanding of this woman's ability to steal the limelight.

Then, overnight.

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The eight women sent by Xining were left in the palace, and the imperial concubine liked their talents, so Emperor Wei naturally left them all with a wave of his hand. Over time, not only did the imperial concubine like them, but even Emperor Wei picked two of them.

"The slaves and maids have long seen that they are not people with rules, and they dare to climb onto the dragon bed even when they take a nap!" The lotus root was so angry that her face was red and her neck was thick, and she was even more annoyed than when the Chen family entered the palace.

The Chen family is a daughter of a family, and her tricks in bed are limited, no more than these Xining women, and the tricks are endless, and Emperor Wei has not stayed in Chengqian Palace for five consecutive days, which is an unprecedented rarity.

Look at the imperial concubine again, squinting and eating grapes, leisurely.

"Master, you have to think of a way." The lotus root scratched her ears and cheeks, and couldn't help but say.

"It's good if the freshness is over." Tang Feng said.

The lotus root is not as easy to fool as before, knowing that this is the imperial concubine perfunctory her. But she is a slave after all, and it is useless to be in a hurry.

Two days later, Emperor Wei named one of them a nobleman and the other a talented person. Feng Guiren's eye has a tear mole, and he wants to speak, which is very pitiful, and there are two smile vortices at the corner of Feng Cairen's mouth when he laughs, bright and generous. A discerning person will know at a glance that this is by no means a good stubble.

Of course, the imperial concubine, who has always loved to rectify concubines, took action and taught a lesson, but in the blink of an eye, Emperor Wei came to make amends for them. Now that they can ask His Majesty to speak for them, the wind in this palace seems to have begun to fall to the other side again. The imperial concubine is very jealous, and she wants to take them out of anger every now and then, but these two are also cotton, and they don't reply in person, and they don't complain behind their backs. So, recently, Wei Di has been turning between these three women, which can be regarded as a happy burden.

"Your Majesty's indulgence in women is by no means a good sign for Great Xia." Wen Ruyi shook the pu fan and sighed.

Feng Xianji sat opposite him, originally drinking under the moon, but gradually became a solo drink.

"Lord Wang, are you distracted again?" Wen Ruyi shook the fan and flapped twice in front of him.

Feng Xianji withdrew his gaze from the moon, looked at him and said, "This moon always reminds this king of a person. ”

"Don't tell, I guess." Wen Ruyi is easy to meditate.

Feng Xianji knew that he was mocking himself, and smiled, and he also felt a little ridiculous. It was the first time since birth that a woman could occupy such a big place in his heart and have such a strong impression.

"Well, this king thinks that she is not unrelated to the original situation. Yesterday, I received a secret letter that Xining sent troops to Beidi, which had already crossed the border. Feng Xianji regained his calm appearance, frowned, and said, "Xining and Beidi have always been the same dog, how can there be internal strife?" I'm afraid there is something strange in it. ”

"Last year, the second prince of Xining ascended the throne, he has always been belligerent, and he didn't dare to harass Daxia, so he could only stretch out his hand to Beidi." Wen Ruyi judged, "Beidi collapsed after being lifted by you a few years ago, and his strength plummeted, and it seems reasonable for the king of Xining to choose it to practice." ”

Feng Xianji's military judgment is extremely accurate, and his perspective is different from that of others, so he can often win by surprise. He seems to have been born for the battlefield, and all the details can't escape his eyes.

"The eight women sent by Xining, do you think they are really used to celebrate the birthday of the imperial concubine or to be concubines for His Majesty?" Feng Xianji snorted lightly.

Wen Ruyi put away his leisurely face, sat up straight, and analyzed, "If you want to dedicate it to Your Majesty, those eight are indeed a bit too much, not only eye-catching, but also easy to divide from the inside. But just to celebrate the birthday of the imperial concubine, it is not like, although the king of Xining has already released a rumor that he wants to see the demeanor of the first beauty in Great Xia, but he will not specially raise such a group of people for the imperial concubine. ”

Wen Ruyi observed Feng Xianji's expression, guessing that he might have already made up his mind.

"Does the prince suspect that the imperial concubine has a secret relationship with the king of Xining?" Wen Ruyi boldly reasoned. Otherwise, with Tang's means, a concubine who is pregnant with a dragon fetus can die quietly in the palace, and the woman sent by the King of Xining is nothing, I'm afraid she doesn't care about it.

"On the surface, because the imperial concubine is jealous, it is difficult for them a few times. But in the end, it did not cause substantial damage, let alone damage His Majesty's slightest favor for them. Wen Ruyi frowned, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he felt, he looked up at Feng Xianji's face, and said in astonishment, "If it is really the imperial concubine who made a move in it, then the intention of the King of Xining to send troops this time is obvious." ”

Not in Beidi, in Bactria

Feng Xianji dipped his fingers in the wine, and spent a sketch map on the stone table with his fingers, and he pointed to the place where the three kingdoms met, "This is the place where the Xining soldiers fought with Beidi. ”

At the junction of the country, there has always been a lot of strife. Great Xia can only deter neighboring countries because of its strong national strength, but in recent years, because His Majesty's ears and eyes are not as smart as before, there seem to be signs of decline in national strength. However, Xining has been hiding behind Beidi to recuperate, not taking the initiative to provoke right and wrong, asking people to ask for money and money, creating a look of not fighting back. If he really has wolf ambitions, the goal this time is already clear.

"Lord Wang, what can we do?" The warm wine woke up all of a sudden, and there was a feeling like falling into an ice cave.

Feng Xianji frowned, his fingers tapped on the stone table, and the map on the table gradually faded. You can't speak without evidence, once you speak out, with Your Majesty's current favor for Xining women, you may think that he will want to fight for the imperial concubine, and at that time he will be burned. If you don't say it, will you see Xining's conspiracy succeed and violate the border?

There has to be a way to do both.

"Lord Wang, there is indeed something unclear below." Although Wen Ruyi is not as sensitive as Feng Xianji in military affairs, he is also very agile in other aspects, and he found that there is a contradiction in this.

"Why did the imperial concubine help the king of Xining? She is now above 10,000 people under one person, why should she give up the glory and wealth in front of her to help a foreign race like Xining invade the land of Great Xia? This is where Wen Ruyi is puzzled.

Feng Xianji's eyelids jumped, and a conjecture jumped into his mind with Wen Ruyi's words. More and more intense, more and more impossible to ignore......

"If she's not of my race, wouldn't it be too much to think about this?"

Wen Ruyi's eyes widened, if it weren't for the lack of wind at this time, he would even suspect that he had misheard.

This is the only result that can be explained. She was not a citizen of Great Xia, so there was no need to worry about the future and fate of the country.

Feng Xianji's face sank, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his always resolute black eyes.

"There's another one, that's all." She glanced up at the little gold.

Xiao Jinzi deliberately left the last one behind, and when he said it, his tone was quite brisk, "There is another one who is not bad, although he is from a businessman, but his family is huge, and he seems to have a little relationship with General Han Xin." The age is also a match for Miss Song, exactly twenty. It's just ......" Xiao Jinzi gently pursed the corners of his mouth and suppressed his smile, "This is a well-known ruffian hooligan around, relying on the wealth of his family to do a lot of things that anger the people, acting arrogantly, and being indecent, I heard that he has seven or eight concubines before he marries." ”

Tang Guifei peeled the grape skin and raised her eyes to look at him, "You say, who will the emperor choose for Miss Song?" ”

Although Xiao Jinzi is good at storytelling, he does not dare to speculate on the holy will, and bows his head and pretends to be a quail, "The slave does not dare to speak of the holy will." ”

"Huh." Tang Guifei chuckled, and the lotus root beside her handed her a handkerchief, she wiped her hands gently, and said, "The emperor loves fame and will not break up other husbands and wives." ”

"What does Niangniang mean ...... Third place? Xiao Jinzi looked up cautiously, and saw that Tang Guifei had a smile on the corner of her mouth, her soft eyes were still so clear and moist, but her eyes were very cold, which made this hot summer unprovoked with a chill that soaked her bones.

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