Bolan just went through the thought in his mind, and the wind god laughed loudly: "Interesting, that's it. 】

In the main hall, there was no wind. Ice cubes are placed in all corners of the hall, and then the palace ladies hold fans and shake them gently, and the coolness spreads.

Suddenly, large chunks of ice rose into the air, flew into the middle of the main hall like wings.

Bolan opened her lips and said lightly: "The wind rises!" ”

There was obviously only a breeze outside the hall, but with her words, strong winds instantly poured into all directions of the hall, whirling and scraping onto the ice.

Soon, the cold air dispersed, and there was no place in the hall where the temperature dropped sharply, as if winter was coming, and some concubines and female dependents couldn't help but hold their arms and tremble.

After seeing that Emperor Yan's teeth began to tremble, Bolan raised her sleeves and said, "Stop." ”

Suddenly, the wind stopped, and all the ice was in its place. The natural summer breeze outside the hall slowly sent in, the cold air dissipated, and the temperature rose to just the right amount of coolness.

Everyone was shocked by Bolan's ability to resist the wind freely. For a while, the hall was so quiet that it could be heard that the pins were falling.

But Bolan didn't plan to end it yet, she glanced at Prime Minister Sima with a smile. The latter stroked his beard and was about to open his mouth to praise, when suddenly, his beard slipped uncontrollably between his fingers and stood upside down.

At the same time, his eyebrows and hair are also clearly aligned into the sky, looking like a gray peacock with the screen open.

Most of the ancients were quite fond of beards, and Prime Minister Sima Cheng was no exception, when he was young, he boasted that he was a beautiful bearded man, even if he is getting older now, he has to take care of it carefully every day for a long time, how could he have thought that one day, he would show people with an embarrassed face of a beard handstand?

Emperor Yan felt funny, and thought that the other party was a veteran of the Three Dynasties, so he could only put his fist to his lips, lowered his head and coughed lightly to hide his smile.

But there were still laughter in the hall one after another, especially those officials who disagreed with Prime Minister Sima Cheng and were often suppressed, laughing even more deliberately.

Among the concubines, Concubine Shu is a person with a direct temper and the most unconcealed, she can't help but laugh and laugh quite happily.

At this time, Bolan glanced at Concubine Shu again. In the next second, Concubine Shu couldn't laugh.

Concubine Shu suddenly felt that the top of her head was loosened, and the red coral crocus flower Jin Bu Shao, which was firmly inserted in her hair bun, had flown out of her own and lay steadily on the tip of her nose.

The tassel was twisted into the shape of a finger, scratching the nostrils of the concubine, and she sneezed loudly.

The palace maid behind him hurriedly grabbed Bu Shao, but the Bu Shao was very clever and couldn't dodge it, and several palace maids couldn't catch it even if they joined forces.

Concubine Shu couldn't bear it, so she got up and grabbed it herself, and when she shook, she saw that her hair was about to fall apart. Only then did the step shake take the initiative to fly back and fix the bun.

This is more interesting than Prime Minister Sima Cheng's beard, and everyone in the hall laughs even more. The harem concubines have long been dissatisfied with the pampered and arrogant concubines, and they all feel quite relieved, and the happiest is the queen.

Prime Minister Sima Cheng and his party always fought against her mother's family, and Concubine Shu relied on His Majesty's power and did not take her very seriously. The saint is really a wonderful person, and as soon as she makes a move, she plays tricks on the two people she hates the most. It's really exciting!

"Your Majesty!" Concubine Shu pouted and snorted at Emperor Yan in displeasure. She had never suffered any of this, and her lungs were going to explode.

"Your Majesty!" Prime Minister Sima also shouted with a bitter face, he finally let his eyebrows and mustache and hair return to their places, but he still couldn't get up in one breath.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Yan smiled: "Aiqing and Concubine Ai proposed to see the Holy Goddess in person, and now that their wish has been fulfilled, they have not thanked the Holy Maiden." ”

Prime Minister Sima: ?? It's obviously a double reed play that I performed with Your Majesty, why am I the only one who was injured?!

Lady: ?? Who is at the pillow side, saying, forever love me and not let me be wronged?!

No matter what they thought in their hearts, the emperor spoke, and the two had to thank the holy woman.

After this, everyone completely believed that Bolan was a saint with divine powers, but this saint was quite ...... Wanton trickery. And Emperor Yan was very conniving at this.

Next, the feast officially began, the music and dance of the nine-part music began to perform, and the delicious delicacies and wines were served non-stop.

Bolan began to feast without any twist, but although she ate quickly, her movements were not rude. After the food enters the mouth, a small mouth is sipped up and chewed quickly and silently, like a little squirrel, revealing a brilliant cuteness.

Fish and seafood are transformed into delicious dishes in the hands of the court chefs. What makes Bolan even more amazing is that the simple seasonal vegetable vegetarian diet is also extremely fresh and memorable.

The palace maid who was waiting on the side was exquisite, saw her doubts, and took the initiative to explain: "The base soup used in this soup is made of three two-year-old hens that have been boiled for 6 hours to condense into a bowl, so the fragrance is abnormal. This dish of simmering gluten is made by simmering eight kinds of seafood for an hour, then putting in gluten and simmering, until all the juice of the seafood has penetrated into the gluten, and then the seafood is discarded, leaving only the gluten ......"

It seems like a simple dish, but it has a lot to offer. Bolan once again experienced the luxury of the Yan Imperial Palace.

But she suddenly thought of the dry cakes she had eaten in the carriage when she first came, and the bucket of rice in the cell. It's not a fair world, and there are so many differences between people.

Thinking like this, Bolan felt a little full. She put down the ivory chopstick, which was carved at the top, and listened to the music, while casually surveying everyone in the hall.

Yan is located in the north of the Central Plains, most of the men are tall and rough, from Emperor Yan to his sons, they are all square-faced, burly and upright, very arrogant, but not very handsome.

Most of the female dependents are also tall and heroic, only the concubine is extremely delicate and beautiful, she was born with a small skeleton, with a hint of weakness in the brightness, and a coquettishness in the publicity. The appearance is really good.

Bolan likes beautiful people and things, but she doesn't like concubines. Because she could feel that Concubine Shu had been hostile to her from the beginning. Since you don't like me, I can't like you.

It's that simple and straightforward.

After looking around, Bolan suddenly found that the man in white who shouted "stop" in the Colosseum in the afternoon had not attended.

It's also strange to say, every time I hear him speak, Bolan always has a trace of strange emotions in the depths of his heart, and now Bolan just thinks of him casually, and that feeling comes to his heart again, very complicated.

But Bolan didn't know him. Not only did I not know him, but I thought he was strange, and the idea became too quick to stop the fighting beast as if he was angry and excited, and then he happily said that he wanted to continue watching. Moreover, Yan and Zhao are not friendly, how could the second prince of Zhao come to Yan and be "happy"?