Qu Cunbei's gaze caused Xiao Yiheng's displeasure, although he was still in his seat, his voice was already extremely possessive: "When does my Liang need to make a living by selling the queen's ink treasure?" ”

The smile on Qu Cunbei's face enlarged: "Your Majesty doesn't have to mind, it's a joke with the queen mother." ”

Mengqing didn't dare to say more, not because he was afraid of Xiao Yiheng, but because of the red gaze on the other side, the sword on his neck just now was not fake.

She returned to her seat, and more than a dozen beautiful women walked over, these are the daughters of various ministers, in terms of figure and appearance, they are indeed inferior to Princess Nishang.

Wu Qiankun, who had never shown up, came to the emperor: "Your Majesty, is it a two-by-two competition, or a one-on-one competition?" ”

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome, let's just go together."

The emperor gave an order, and the table was opened, and under the clear breeze and sun, he admired these flower-like beauties writing poems, which was really beautiful.

The emperor's draft dream light hasn't had a chance to watch it yet, but he first witnessed King Anning's concubine selection banquet, and this formation is really not small.

His eyes inadvertently fell on Wu Qiankun, and it happened that he also looked at himself, and his face arched his hand gently.

Meng Qing was very wary of this person in his heart, Concubine Xian had been locked up in the cold palace for so many days, and he didn't make trouble for himself, it was really strange.

The two major forces in the court, Wu has King Anning, Wen has Uncle Wu, and the men are in the government and the opposition, and no one will not plant forces in the harem, how can it be possible to watch Concubine Xian fall and not make amends?

While thinking about it, I suddenly heard a sentence in my ear: "What did Concubine Hui's sister-in-law provoke you?" ”

After a pause, he understood what he was referring to, "The Meng family is a small family, and they can't afford to climb the Yan family, so find a reason to send people back." ”

A faint sigh came, and the slender palm picked two raspberries and handed them over: "Is it strange that I didn't restore the title of the Marquis?" Waiting for you ......"

Dream leaned back, dodging his hand handing the raspberry, she didn't like to let men touch like this, unless it was her lover.

Xiao Yiheng's hand stopped in the air for an awkward moment, and then put it into his mouth, "It's not sweet enough, no wonder you don't like to eat it." ”

"It seems that the emperor likes to eat sour, so you can eat more." Meng Qing brought the fruit plate to him, and his tone was much soothed than before: "If the concubine wins this time, can you ask the emperor for a reward?" ”

Xiao Yiheng felt as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, one moment he was burned by her anger, and the next second, this slight show of weakness could extinguish all the fires.

"Tell me about it." The matter of restoring the title of the Marquis is still reserved for her to surprise first, and even the raspberries with the entrance are a lot sweeter.

"The concubine wants to ask for a fief for her father."

I almost choked on a bite of raspberry I just ate: "You know what you're talking about?" It is already the greatest reward for me to restore the title of marquis, and there is no fiefdom system in my dynasty. ”

Meng Qing seemed to be very surprised, and said with innocent eyes: "The concubine really doesn't know, and I thought that it was a vain attempt for the concubine to ask for a town in the south wing for my father as a place to retire." ”

"What do you say? Just a town? Xiao Yihengzai looked at this woman carefully, he had already said that he could restore the title of the Marquis, why bother, not to mention the difference between letting the Marquis of Zhongyong go to a remote town and having a hairdress.

She picked up the flask and poured him a glass obediently: "Otherwise? I heard that the climate in the south wing is mild and the scenery is pleasant, which is most suitable for the elderly, and his father has been killing all his life, rather than letting him suffer from white eyes in Shengdu, it is better for the concubine to ask for a resting place for his father to spend the rest of his life. ”

Picking up the wine glass, seeing that he didn't answer, a trace of bitterness crossed the corners of his lips with his eyes down: "It seems that the concubine really doesn't have the emperor's heart, and she can't even answer this little request." ”

Xiao Yiheng raised his hand and brushed the hair around her ear: "What nonsense, if I let the Marquis Zhongyong go to that remote town, it will be mean to you." ”

The south wing is in the southwest of Daliang, although it is located in the high mountains near the South China Sea, there is no way to catch fish or hoard soldiers, and there is a wet forest, so he can't figure out the queen's proposal anyway.

"The emperor is not a concubine, how can he know what the concubine wants and what his father wants?"

Seeing her so eager, Xiao Yiheng's grievances these days suddenly disappeared, "Look at what you said, I am dependent on you." ”

When Meng heard this, he quickly asked Yimo to take a pen and paper and put it in front of him: "Although you don't have any jokes, the concubine believes in black and white." ”

This willful little appearance made Xiao Yiheng laugh out loud, pinched the tip of her little nose, wrote it with a pen, and did not forget to stamp his own letter, seeing that Meng Lao turned around and cried his nose to beg him to take back his life.

When the seal fell, Mengqing's uneasy heart finally landed, blew the ink on it, and hurriedly folded it up as if she had obtained a supreme treasure.

Yi Mo was reluctant, although she was not satisfied with the queen's approach, but she must have her own reasons.

After only such a delay, the poems written by those ladies have been completed, and everyone selected the six who were more satisfied to enter the second competition.

Before Xiao Yiheng could speak, Princess Nishang took the initiative to ask for help, I don't know what clothes she is suitable to change, a colorful dance dress is decorated with bells, and it is crisp and beautiful when she walks, and all the Zhu Hai ornaments on her head have been removed, only her long black hair is as black as ink and scattered to her knees, and she has stepped on a pair of silver wire hooked socks on her feet, and she has a ring of bells at her ankles.

During the action, the calf of the bare ankle was faintly visible, which immediately caused an uproar below.

"It's so open, and it's unsightly to be dressed."

"It's indecent, it's indecent."

"How can such a kitsch woman marry King An Ning as a concubine?"

A group of Wenchen dodged one by one, as if they had never visited the building and slept with some women.

Qu Nishang didn't care about those whispers at all, she only cared about the man who was sitting upright, although those people said this, but none of them stayed on her, and she was even more confident in her charm.

But only that man, the king of tranquility who frightened the world, didn't even fall half of his eyes on him.

A trace of loneliness crossed Qu Nishang's heart, but how could she be a loser, this man will be her lifelong pursuit, if she can't get it one day, she would rather go to Huangquan with him.

With a bang, a golden whip was drawn from his waist, whirling in the air and throwing it to the ground with a strong wind, whipping up a jumping sound.

Qu Nishang was not accompanied by drum music, and the bell on her body and the sound of the whip falling to the ground were the best drum beats.

The colorful dresses are flying, and the bells that are "rustling" all over the body make people dizzy.

"Close your eyes!"

The tender voice above her head sounded, Mengqing quickly closed her eyes, the dizziness disappeared immediately, and Mengqing suddenly realized that her dance was not as simple as it seemed.

Xiao Yiheng glanced at the small golden beast lying on her head, only a small ball as small as an egg, and a touch of surprise crossed her eyes, but she immediately closed her eyes.

But those who don't know how to do it were not so lucky, some were already lying on the table and vomiting, and some were shaking back and forth with their painful heads in their hands.

King Tranquility sat there motionless, but there was nothing in those eyes, let alone the strands of the neon princess's clothes, as if nothing she did could shake his calm heart.

However, just when everyone thought that Princess Nishang's dance was about to end, they suddenly heard two whips like "pop-pop-" like ice explosions, and suddenly felt that countless ice blades flew out of her whip, extremely sharp.

"Oops!" Another childish reminder, the gently anxious little paws pulled at Mengqing's hair.

The little guy's voice fell, and Meng Qing suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been cut by life, and a mouthful of blood gushed up.

"What should I do?" She asked.

Qingqing's anxious little paws scratched: "I'm ...... I don't know. ”

Xiao Yiheng himself didn't go any better, and his luck and skill forcibly lowered the turbid blood pressure, and turned around and ordered: "Hurry up and ask the imperial doctor!" "But the dance can't be stopped, and if the dance is stopped, the momentum of the Liang Dynasty will be weakened.

But behind him, Pan Rongxi and Yimo, who had no internal strength, were all lying on the ground with blood spitting blood from the whip, and they couldn't even stand up.

Just when the dream was about to be unable to hold on, a big palm suddenly fell on her shoulder, and a steady stream of warm current penetrated from the big palm, and after her whole body traveled around, all gathered in the dantian, and the dull pain and suffocation in her heart disappeared.

The stiff whip sounded a few more times before it stopped, and with it the warm current.

Meng Qing thought that the person just now was Xiao Yiheng, but when he opened his eyes, he was faced with that cold and terrifying mask, and his red eyes were staring at him at the moment.

He immediately withdrew his hand, and wondered if it was the illusion of a light dream, but he saw a doubt in his empty eyes.

But what made her even more puzzling was that the man who wanted to kill her just now would save her at this time, which was so elusive.

Qu Cunbei gave Qu Nishang a look and asked Qu Nishang to change his clothes, and said to Xiao Yiheng: "I'm really sorry, the whip dance of the sister is called 'Suo Luo Xu', and Shicai only used three points of strength, if you use ten points, you can kill people invisibly." ”

As he spoke, he took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve and poured out some black pills: "As long as you pay this Huiyuan Pill, it won't take half an hour to recover." ”

The ministers who were about to faint asked for the pills in his hand when they heard this, but Xiao Yiheng and King An Ning did not take it.

Meng Qing sneered in her heart, it was really a good means, such a whip dance, and let those women compete for something, but her eyes were attracted by the only woman standing there intact.

It's her?

Dressed in a black light gauze, his long hair is all coiled on his head, and only a pair of fishtail screen fans are inserted on both sides, but no matter how you look at that cold face, there is no trace of femininity.

Qu Nishang came back from changing clothes, and was surprised to see her standing there intact: "Do you want to compare?" ”

Lin Fan's words were as cold as her people: "Naturally, it is better to compare." ”

Qu Nishang glanced sideways and swept over her manly body: "I wonder what this ...... 'girl' wants to perform?" She can bite the word, I really don't know where such a woman has the confidence to dare to fight King Anning's idea.

Lin Fan didn't care about her disdain, and knelt directly in front of the emperor: "Little girl, dance the sword." ”

"No, in front of the Holy One, how can you bring weapons." Wu Qiankun stopped, and his face had not yet eased due to Qu Nishang's whip dance.

"The little girl knew that she could not dance a sword in front of the saint, so she replaced it with a branch."

Xiao Yiheng nodded and agreed to her request.

The woman got up suddenly, and broke a branch from the branch that had entered the pavilion, and the inside ran through her whole body, with a strong wind, and the hearts of the people who saw it on her tiptoes were boiling.

Mengqing felt that even a branch could be used as a sharp weapon in her hands, but her sharp weapon was not as vicious as Qu Nishang's.

However, after experiencing what happened just now, Mengqing still had palpitations, and poked the little guy on the top of his head: "Alas, I don't have to close my eyes this time." ”

"Of course not."

The tender little voice made Xiao Yiheng look at it again: "Why did it get smaller?" ”

Thinking of the little guy's appearance when he licked his wounds, his face showed smugness: "Confidential." ”

Xiao Yiheng looked at her and smiled, and he laughed too.

Lin Fan's dancing sword moves were fierce and fierce, so that Xiao Yiheng, who had been practicing martial arts for many years, couldn't find any mistakes, but no matter how strong her martial arts were, she seemed so powerless in front of King Anning.

The swift sword dance ended, everyone looked at the queen mother, Mengqing did not shy away from getting up, and took out a clay sculpture with small holes in the wide sleeve cage.