Chapter 65: Eating melons and eating yourself

Xiao Yueyao looked up and saw that the dancing girls dancing in the middle had retreated.

I didn't dance to watch, so I concentrated on eating my own.

What's more, there was actually a watermelon at the banquet.

After eating her own, Xiao Yueyao stretched out her little hand and smoothed a piece of watermelon from a concubine on the table next to her.

Tyrannical creatures.

Unexpectedly, I was eating happily when I was suddenly shouted by Concubine Zhen.

Everyone's eyes fell on her.

Xiao Yueyao was stunned. The little hand holding the watermelon paused, raised his head stiffly, and met everyone's eyes.

At this time, her little hands were covered with red watermelon juice, and watermelon juice was dripping on the table, and there was also a small pool of watermelon juice on the table, and there was a lot of sticking around Xiao Yueyao's small mouth.

Where is the dignified appearance of a concubine?

That's why no one touched the plate of watermelons on everyone's table.

If you eat this thing, it's easy to get your hands dirty and your face dirty.

Xiao Yueyao's eyes were gray, and she returned to Ye Mohan's body, met Ye Mohan's bottomless ink pupils, and took them back in a gray manner.

Gonggong Li had already taken two steps forward, and was about to say something tactfully, without hurting Concubine Zhen's face or Concubine Xiao's face.

The important thing is to make His Majesty happy!

Ye Mohan lowered his eyes and thought for a second, then raised his hand.

Gonggong Li paused, didn't step forward again, and bowed his body and retreated.

Ye Mohan was not interested in what kind of dance Concubine Zhen danced.

But, at this moment, he wanted to see Concubine Xiao dance.

He hadn't seen her dance.

Everyone's eyes shifted from Xiao Yueyao's body to Ye Mohan.

The crowd did not dare to speak out without permission.

Ye Mohan's long fingers curled, and he tapped lightly twice on the table, and his lips moved lightly, "That's right." ”

Concubine Zhen was overjoyed and glanced at Xiao Yueyao proudly.

Oh, dancing with her, she made Xiao Yueyao so embarrassed that she couldn't find the north.

"Your Majesty, please allow the concubines to retire first and change their clothes."

Ye Mohan propped his head and didn't say anything.

Gonggong Li spoke out at the right time: "Concubine Zhen, you can go."

The smile on Concubine Zhen's little face froze for a second, and when others looked at her again, she was still smiling like a flower, and there was no flaw.

Concubine Zhen walked out of the painting boat with slow steps, and took the dress that her maid had just hurriedly brought back.

If it weren't for the fact that this dress was soiled by Xiao Yueyao, she would have been able to jump directly just now.

Concubine Zhen entered the bottom compartment of the ship with the support of the maid.

Inside the painting boat.

Since Concubine Zhen drove the dancing girl away, it was unusually quiet.

Everyone has different hearts, their eyes are wandering on Xiao Yueyao, and they are all gloating about watching the show.

This Xiao Yueyao is notoriously unable to do anything.

They all know it.

But this little thing, maybe Your Majesty doesn't know.

Of course, no one will be idle to talk about such a trivial matter in front of His Majesty.

Wrong.

made this Concubine Xiao lose her life.

Xiao Yueyao took the handkerchief handed over by Lu Chun, and wiped her hands carefully, regardless of what others thought of her.

A short time later, two people came in at the door.

It was Concubine Zhen who had changed her dress, and Concubine Zhen's maid, and a few dancing girls followed behind Concubine Zhen.

This row is huge.

The ministers turned their heads to look, and their eyes lit up, and their eyes fell from Concubine Zhen's little face, to Concubine Zhen's dance skirt, and then to Concubine Zhen's shoes.

It was a pair of clogs.

The woman's jade feet could not be exposed in front of everyone, so Concubine Zhen deliberately wore white socks on her feet and then put on clogs.

People's eyes fell on Concubine Zhen's clogs with great interest, and they began to talk about each other.

"What is this doing?"

"Wearing these shoes, what kind of dance is Concubine Zhen going to dance this time?"

"It looks fresh, but what does this shoe have to do with this new dance?"