The moonlight is cold, the night will be torn off, the night will begin, and the endless darkness will splash out the stars.

In the Northern Imperial City, the gorgeous woven gold and silver palace tents play court music, and the music is melodious.

The floor of the tent is covered with a heavy carpet of crimson and gold and silver threads, and the felt tent is surrounded by a beast's head carved from fine silverware, and a unique lacquered wooden basin is erected in the center, which is built with ice cubes to cool off.

The cups and plates on the small table are all made of gold and silver, and their textures are mostly dragons, phoenixes, tigers, wolves, etc., which shows the luxury of the utmost place.

Emperor Yelu Jing reclined on the throne made of red gold in the middle of the high position, his expression was lazy, his face was flushed, the clasp of his brocade robe was torn open by him, his left hand raised a glass, and his right hand held a pot.

The attendants on both sides of the entourage showed a look of fear, and the emperor's every move they all looked at with a heart in their eyes, and they could vaguely see that they were trembling when they looked at their figures, presumably they were extremely afraid.

The ministers sat on felt futons on the carpet, and a small table was set in front of each of them, filled with various delicacies, such as roast mutton, snacks, and fine wines.

The important ministers of the court headed by Xiao Siwen were on the right side of the throne, the Khitan ministers were in front, and the Han officials followed, arranged in order of official rank and humility, and Han Derang sat in the corner with his father Han Kuangsi. The ministers were all sitting in danger, not daring to eat and drink recklessly, and they all peeked at the moody emperor above the high position.

The prince of the imperial family, led by Ye Luxian, the prince of Jin, is located on the left side of the throne, and on the right side of Ye Lu Xian is his younger brother, Prince Zhao Xiyin.

At this time, Ye Luxian was no longer a healthy man who looked at Xiao Xuan and smiled at dusk, his face was pale, his lips were dry, and his right elbow was resting on the table to support his head, as if he was pressing the pain, as if he was sick.

Xiyin also gave birth to a good look, as handsome as Yeluxian, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the prince in the palace tent, he hooked his hand to raise his glass to his mouth, after the wine was inhaled, the unfathomable smile on his lips inadvertently pulled out, revealed that he was very deep in the city.

Everyone was silent, and the dancing girls danced with the music in the middle of the palace tent, all of them in graceful postures, and some ministers couldn't help but feel lustful when they looked at such a beauty, and after forgetting to glance at the drunken emperor, they restrained their eyes and sat upright.

"Get out of here! It's so noisy! There was an angry shout from the throne, and the sound of silk and bamboo stopped abruptly, and the dancing girl retreated outside the tent in a panic, and one of the dancing girls ran in a hurry, and dropped a dancing shoe in the middle of the palace tent and did not dare to go back to pick it up.

The minister and the prince did not say a word, and the tent was quiet and frightened, as if even the air was frozen at this time and did not dare to flow anymore.

The drunken Yelujing staggered off the throne, picked up the dancing shoes on the ground, his red swollen eyes narrowed, his face was expressionless, and he shouted again, "Come back!" ”

The dancers didn't dare to move another half step, and some of them were so frightened that they wept and didn't know it.

Yelu Jing approached the dancers, shook the dancing shoes in his hands, and took a long breath, the foul smell of wine in his mouth spread wantonly in the air, and the frightened dancers were so frightened that they had no time to take care of it.

Ye Lujing, who was blushing, smiled: "Which little beauty's dancing shoes are these?" I'm going to give it back to her myself. ”

The neatly dressed Mai Ji was so frightened that she took a few steps back, but the Mai Ji who had lost her shoes stood in place, her hands clenched, her nails almost embedded in the flesh, tears welling up in her eyes, she bit her lower lip tightly, and did not make a sound.

Yelu Jing raised her hand to wipe away her tears, gently took her by the hand, and walked towards the throne, "Beauty, come to the throne, I will put your shoes on for you." ”

Everyone couldn't hide their surprise, and they all looked at this little dancing girl, who only heard that the emperor was sleepy and drunk but not close to women, could it be that this little dancing girl hit a big luck today?

Prince Zhao sneered faintly, raised his glass slightly, as if he had already understood the emperor's next move.

Yeluxian's face was slightly cold, still sick, his left hand was propped up on the table, his right hand was covering his chest, and he was panting heavily, as if he was frightened and had difficulty breathing, and he didn't care about what was in front of him.

Xiao Siwen and Han Kuangsi and other powerful ministers were sitting in danger, looking at them coldly. Han Derang put his hands on his knees, and his face was normal. The ministers muttered in their hearts, but they didn't dare to speak.

Yelu Jing sat the dancing girl on the emperor's throne, and his drunken flushed face pulled out an evil smile at her, and then squatted down at the dancing girl's feet.

Maihime's body shook incessantly, her eyes wide open in fear, and tears welled up.

Yelu Jing rolled up his sleeves, stroked the dancer's foot with his left hand, and said to himself, "Such beautiful feet, let me put on dancing shoes for it." ”

Yelu Jing put on her shoes, and in the next moment, he pulled out the red gold dagger from the boot with his right hand, quickly cut off her foot, threw away the dagger, got up and threw the bloody foot into the arms of the dancing girl, swayed up and grabbed the wine jug with his blood-stained hand and drank bitterly, pushed the dancing girl off the throne with his big palm, and sat on his back and fell asleep.

The dancing girl held her bloody feet, her eyes widened, and a wail resounded through the palace tent, and the blood stained her dance clothes red, and then her body went limp, and she passed out.

Everyone present held their breath, all of them were frightened, and even gagged.

Zhao Wang Xiyin frowned, his eyes signaled to the attendants in the tent, and the two attendants were dragged out of the tent by the arm of the dancing girl, and only the scarlet blood stains were not dry.

Xiao Siwen's face was solemn, staring at the sleeping emperor for a long time, rubbing the wine glass in his hand, and glancing at Ye Luxian meaningfully. Ye Luxian quickly understood, picked up the wine glass, looked at the palace tent curtain, and drank half a glass.

The ministers stared at the sleeping emperor with their eyes, and they didn't dare to come out, for fear of disturbing him.

After a long time, Yelu Jing's head sank, ** sounded, opened his eyes slightly, flushed slightly, looked at everyone present with sloppy eyes, and his voice was lukewarm, "I, are you killing people at will again?" ”

The crowd bowed their heads, but no one dared to answer.

Xiyin stood up, faced the emperor, saluted respectfully, and bowed his head, "Uncle Shicai punished a cheap maid who didn't understand the rules, how can it be counted as murder?" If she died, it would be her life. When the ministers heard this, they said yes again and again.

Yelu Jing looked at Xiyin, doubted his beliefs, and waved his hand to sit down for what Xiyin said.

It is understandable that Yelu Jing is suspicious of Xiyin, and when it was ten years old, Yelu Li Hu, the father of Xiyin, was killed in an attempted rebellion, and Xiyin was afraid that he was also involved, but at this moment, he lowered his eyebrows to the enemy who killed his father, which inevitably made people suspicious.

Yelu Jing only thinks that he is trying to save his own life, and they are also relatives and nephews who are related by blood.

Yelu Jing propped his head on his hand and sighed, "Those who are guilty should be punished by the law." I may be angry, indiscriminate and innocent, and I will be admonished, but I will not obey him. "It sounds like the faint gentleman has changed sex.