The wine with clear color and mellow taste is poured and sprinkled along the carved marigold cups inlaid with treasures and jade between the royal family and nobles and the nobles.

The beautiful flowers are more and more radiant under the influence of fine wine, and the jade face seems to be coated with a layer of light and delicate peach-red rouge, and the carefully depicted eyebrows reveal thousands of different styles.

The atmosphere in the Bei Que Zhu Palace has gradually reached a climax, singing and dancing, dancing and music.

The warm and fragrant jade-like dancers changed round after round, and this time the Bihu Lotus Dance did not wait for the guests present to savor it, and the next round of the Qiluo Baolian Dance slowly unfolded in the hall like the Nine Heavens Palace. The beautiful dancers are all first-class beauties in the palace dance and music department, wearing red gauze lotus skirts, holding shark yarn streamers, and the inside of the slender waist is delicately depicting a red lotus with morning dew.

Such a fragrant visual feast will inevitably stimulate the aristocratic men present, who gaze down at the beautiful but not explicit Qiluo Baolian dance in the hall, their eyes are sticky to the slender waists of the dancers swaying like water snakes, and the --- looming collarbones through the shark yarn streamer.

Of course, the Bihu Lotus Dance before the document is already a well-deserved visual feast, and the scene in front of me is just the icing on the cake in the final analysis.

With the Bihu Lotus Dance in front of the pearl and jade, the Qiluo Baolian Dance gave birth to an obscene atmosphere for no reason.

Although it is said to be Kira Baolian, the ink hair of the dancers is dotted with a red peony, which is a rare and rare elegant flower in the territory of the cherry blossom country, and is replaced by only a red peony. The jade-like faces of the dancing girls complement each other with the red peonies, and the moist red lips are like a peony petal, which deeply attracts the attention of many noble men.

"When will you be able to dance for me?" Although Nan Fusheng was not very interested in the Qiluo Baolian Dance in the hall, he shallow past those graceful and glamorous dancing beauties, and what appeared in his phoenix eyes was Nan Zuisheng's Tianzi national color wearing a red gauze Baolian skirt and holding a shark yarn streamer brocade in his arms.

The beautiful eyebrows like a picture scroll stretched slightly, Nan Zuisheng smiled and did not answer, but the slender jade fingers naughtily scratched and slowly hooked a few times in Nan Fusheng's palm, which tickled Nan Fusheng's heart, and the scorching temperature seemed to be gradually spreading under his lower abdomen, making him really uncomfortable, but he still had to maintain an elegant demeanor.

The deep and gorgeous phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and Nan Fusheng's lips pursed a smile that was both charming and dangerous, and he raised his hand and gently scraped Nan Zuisheng's Qiong nose: "Little villain." ”

After the scorching heat under his lower abdomen gradually dissipated, he distracted his attention to the Sakura monarch and some of the noble princesses in the banquet, after all, these people were the most important chess pieces in the plan, if one of the chess pieces was missing, then how should the starry chessboard in front of him continue?

Nan Fusheng has never been a soft-hearted person, he is a ruthless overlord.

If he can't get the benefits he wants, then the chips that were given to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be withdrawn......

Thinking about this, Nan Fusheng's thin lips were slightly hooked.

Although there are some things he doesn't say, it doesn't mean he doesn't know.

How could it be so coincidental, at the gate of the school where the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, the bullet that was enough to kill people just hit Nan Zuisheng: how could it be so coincidental, in the territory of the cherry blossom country where the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is sure enough to heal Nan Zuisheng's gunshot wound.

Behind the coincidence--- often dark thoughts that have been planned for a long time.

It's cruel and dirty.

Her Royal Highness the graceful and luxurious Empress looked at the beautiful flowers in the hall with a slightly trance in her eyes, and saw that all she could see were smiling fresh clothes, beautiful women with jade faces, silk and satin, and a slender and plump body decorated with jewels and jade, and from her condescending perspective, she happened to be able to take in the spring color of the palace full of microwaves.

Whether it is a thick peach and a plum, a jade and a clear ice: or a stunning beauty, the willow and the delicate flower, can be found in this Beique Zhu Palace.

Appearance and bearing, personality and talent are all outstanding.

Every princess has hands like soft wattles and skin like clotted fat. The collar is like a grub, and the teeth are like a rhinoceros. The head of the mantis is eyebrows, the smile is clever, and the beautiful eyes are longing.

After the draft, the beauties who were canonized as concubines were young and shy at first, and when they received the grace of the king's rain and dew, and the night and night sheng sang obscenely, the initial green buds were picked by the king's frenzy, and they had slowly bloomed into pieces of beautiful and fragrant petals, blooming with the charm of being fortunate by the king's rain and dew.

This is the right of the man of Sakura, and it is the right of the emperor.

Her Royal Highness slowly withdrew her gaze, and the pink and greasy light in her mind, the beautiful scenery of flowers had not completely dissipated. She lowered her eyes and stared at the light and shadow reflected in the carved marigold, the beauty in the clear wine was still the same, the years were hurrying but she was very pitiful, and there was no trace of old age and decay between the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

But she was old after all.

It's not as good as the concubine Fang Ling after the draft.

The purple-clothed maid on the right side of the phoenix throne stared at Her Royal Highness the Queen's self-deprecating appearance, only to feel the sour and unbearable pain and pity spreading in her heart: "Even if the beauty is surrounded by pearls and emeralds, His Royal Highness is still the most prestigious first beauty in the cherry blossom country, so why feel sorry for herself?" In the heart of the slave, you are the best and the most unique. ”

The most unique?

Her Royal Highness the Queen smiled lightly when she heard this, and the smile on her lips became more and more sarcastic: "The old people are not as good as the new ones after all, you look at those concubines, the palace is very excited, and Your Majesty is not a saint with a pure heart and few desires. ”

Her beautiful eyes stained with pale gold pearls seemed to contain a light spring, and she stared at the graceful and luxurious face in the marigold, and the pearl tassel under the phoenix golden hairpin gently collided on the side of her face. Although the beauty of the self that greeted him has not diminished in the slightest, there are many things that have been quietly annihilated in the traces of time...... Or maybe it's changed.

The moon-white shawl held in the crook of the arm flowed like flowing water and the moon, and Her Royal Highness the Queen slowly drank the wine in the marigold, and whispered sadly: "This palace is already in her forties this year, and even if a woman in her forties is well maintained, she has already worn out that true and pure atmosphere between her gestures." ”

was a young girl who was still twenty-eight years old, and fell in love at first sight with the amazing and elegant Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

This year, she is a beautiful woman with great manners, and she is a stranger to the gorgeous monarch Son of Heaven.

Now the pearl ring is green, and Her Royal Highness the queen in gorgeous clothes is just a pink skeleton that has long lost her heart and lost her love, even though she lives in the Bei Que Zhu Palace, enjoying brocade clothes and jade food, and gorgeous jewels and skirts, but after all, she is no match for those young beauties who have been fortunate by the king one after another, and have been obscene every night.

The purple-clothed maid didn't say anything anymore when she heard this, she sighed softly, frowned, and stood on the side of the half-open glazed palace lamp in the hibiscus to silently guard Her Royal Highness the Queen.

During the banquet, the imperial concubines whispered and ridiculed, and then returned their attention to the Qingli dancing girl in the palace, while they watched the jokes of the imperial concubine, the high-ranking king unhurriedly asked the Qingli dancing girl a few questions, although it sounded painless, but if you think about it carefully, you will know the king's inner intentions.

The gorgeous and noble king condescendingly gazed at the beautiful dancing queen who bowed down, and asked concisely, "When will you enter the palace?" ”

When Her Royal Highness heard the king's inquiry, she suddenly clenched her slender jade fingers, and crumbled the peacock feather fan with gilt carved ivory bones, almost shattering it on the peacock robe.

"Back to Your Majesty, the slave maid entered the palace at the age of twenty, and after careful calculation, he has been serving in the palace for three years." The smooth and beautiful forehead was tightly pressed against the cold gilded jade bricks, and the document reply was not leaky, telling the king all the age information he wanted to know, and the pale pink tulle dress was like a hibiscus blooming in the gilded microwave.

"Have you ever been married outside the palace?" When the king heard this, he poured half a glass of wine unhurriedly, and the expression on his gorgeous face was neither happy nor angry, which for a time made the many beautiful women in the hall unpredictable.

Only Her Royal Highness the Imperial Concubine clenched her white teeth, and the blue feather fan of the peacock feather was crumbling, and the fan pendant decorated with gorgeous gems collided heavily on the side of her wrist, and the delicate skin on the side of her wrist slowly burst into pale red traces in the blink of an eye, but even so, she didn't bother to pay attention to anything else.

"Back to Your Majesty, the slave and maid have never had any marriage, and they are still alone." The gilded jade bricks that came into view were really shining, shaking the eyes of the clerk with a tingling pain, and there was a faint feeling of discomfort of chest tightness and nausea, but under the oppression of the dignity and humility of the status level, she had to endure it.

Hearing the Qingli dancer's reply, the monarch's eyes moved slightly.

It is the twenty-third year of Huaxin, and it is a lonely person who is not married, although the status is humble, but it is a first-class beauty outside the palace, even if it cannot marry into the family to become a noble lady, it is also possible to marry a rich and noble family to become a grand wife.

It's just that this beautiful and gentle beauty quietly tugged at the monarch's heartstrings.

Whether it was the beautiful elegance in the Bihu Lotus Dance that tugged at the monarch's heartstrings, or the intelligent and courteous speech and demeanor that tugged at the monarch's heartstrings, these are no longer known.

Looking at the appearance of the king's eyes moving slightly, Her Royal Highness the Queen smiled gently and slowly opened her lips, surrounded by Fengyi's thousands of bearings, and performed a graceful and luxurious Her Royal Highness the Queen vividly and perfectly: "This dancing girl looks like a dancer, not to mention, her temperament is also gentle and lovely, and she likes it very much." Since this girl is not yet married, if His Majesty likes it, it is better to canonize him as a concubine and stay in the palace, so that he can accompany him in the palace and talk lightly. ”