"You don't have to do much, just stand aside." Su Ranxia interrupted Xing'er's words, she would be talented, and these people would definitely not want to see it.

Xing'er listened to her tone with a chill, nodded and closed her mouth and stood aside, she could only sigh in her heart, it seems that Miss is determined to finish this feast in a low-key manner, and she should not talk more, if Miss is angry and drives her away, then the result will be the most nervous.

After a festive opening song, the dancers danced with long sleeves and gradually retreated as light as a cloud.

The field gradually fell silent.

Emperor Ling took the feather on the side table and raised it high, looking at everyone in the audience, with a smile on his face, "Today, the envoys of all countries have come to participate in the feast held in my Daqing, I am very happy, I would like to give you a glass first." After speaking, he drank the elixir in his hand, and the envoys of the nations sitting in the audience also drank it all as if they were clinking glasses.

An old man with a five-colored hat on his head and a blue face stood up from his seat, walked to the stage and said in a loud voice: "The envoy of the stars of heaven has visited the lord of Daqing, and His Majesty has ordered me to bring gifts to present, hoping that the lord of Daqing will like it." After he finished speaking, the two guards who followed behind him carried a black wooden box up, uncovered the red cloth on it, and opened the box, revealing a white Buddha statue, the whole body was shiny and shining, clear and pure, and at a glance it was known that it was engraved with high-grade jade.

"The lord of the Heavenly Star Country is really polite, and there are enough people." Qing Ling Tian's eyebrows were very happy.

After the envoy of the Star Kingdom retreated that day, the envoy of the Nanping Kingdom also stood up and offered a coral tree with a tall and red body to the queen. Due to the new death of the lord of the country, Wan Yinguo had already sent someone to send gifts, and no one was arranged to attend the feast, but Qingluan Guo said that he encountered a mudslide on the road, which caused the trip to be delayed, and he had to arrive later.

In the end, only the East Thunder Kingdom remained, Zhao Wangting slowly stood up from his seat, the emerald robe shone in the sun, he walked to the stage, slightly lowered his head to salute, amber eyes with a smile, a smile, there were broken waves in the eyes, the hibiscus face brought out a gorgeous style, and the messenger on the opposite side was stunned, so a gorgeous night king of the East Thunder in the world.

"Daqing is vast and extensive, and Daqing has some in Donglei, this king has thought about it for a long time, or so to say the most sincere and sincere greetings-" He paused, turned around and turned behind him, and his beautiful voice gradually spit out from his mouth: "I wish the world a unification!"

Thrilling five words!

Everyone here knows the five words that they never say in front of other people!

Su Ranxia's eyes darkened, his icy eyes were like an iceberg flickering, Zhao Wangting was elegant and pretty, but his nature was like a dream bubble for people to see and understand, he was sometimes as beautiful as a woman, sometimes like a second-rate child with a white turban, and sometimes so perverse that he had no ambiguity, no wonder everyone said that he was not necessarily sunny and moody.

Qing Lingtian's expression also changed suddenly, these five words are unimaginably impossible to say, they are words that cannot be said when there are a large number of envoys from other countries, Zhao Wangting said "Zhu" with a stubborn smile, he was modest

It's a sign of weakness, and the next thing is ambition.

"I have accepted the wishes of the Night King, and when the time comes, please Donglei can live up to these wishes!" Shen Mojin stood with one hand, his posture was arrogant, his eyes were deep and sharp, and he answered proudly.

Since you have sent your wishes, when the iron hooves of my Daqing step into the East Thunder, I hope that the Night King will still be like today's wishes.

Zhao Wangting's expression changed slightly, and he returned to normal in a subtle moment, "The wish is also sent, can there be other programs next?" His tone was relaxed and natural, as if he hadn't said the suffocating words.

"Naturally, there is." Qing Lingtian quietly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded at Shen Mojin, and waved his hand to let the guards carry the congratulatory gifts on the stage.

He Ying'er looked at Emperor Ling's praise for Shen Mojin in his eyes, a touch of jealousy swept over his eyes, the queen's gaze seemed to pass over her face inadvertently, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more gentle.

After the congratulatory gift was brought down, Tan Lu took a step forward and sang loudly: "The vouchers are handed by the ladies in order, please want to be good."

More than 50 wooden cards were placed in order, and there were little eunuchs at the bottom who distributed the number plates to those young ladies, and arranged the things to respond to according to the project of each person's performance.

Wang Ran looked at the trademark in her hand, it was fifty-two, she frowned, "How bad luck is it, the number is so low, I performed, who is in the mood to watch it!" Lianbai saw that she was dissatisfied, and whispered behind her: "Second Miss, usually good shows are left on the back for the finale, as soon as you enter, not all the performances in front of them have become a foil."

After saying this, Wang Ran was very comfortable listening to it, yes, do those people have her beautiful? She stroked her hair, and said confidently: Also, let them jump first, and then when I go up, the king will know that those are some dog's tail grass.

She turned her head to look at He Xueying and looked at the sign in her hand, "He Xueying, what are your numbers?"

"What's your business?" He Xueying flipped over the brand in her hand, and looked at Wang Ran with disdain, it doesn't matter who the trademark is shown to, it just so happens that she just doesn't want to show Wang Ran, as soon as this woman finds out, she has a sense that the whole world has to look at her, and it is impossible for the vulgar to bear it.

"Who's fresh to you!" Wang Ran was aggrieved in her heart, and she glanced at her very indifferently, she hated He Xueying, who always looked down on her, didn't she just read more books, what's the big deal, women, being beautiful is the most nervous!

She turned her head to look at the young lady who was dancing a folk dance on the stage, her body was beautiful, but she really had a bit of a posture, so she quickly looked up to see Shen Mojin on the stage.

Shen Mojin's body was slightly slanted, his right arm was pressed on the support table beside him, his slender fingers were holding the feather bud in his big sleeves, his nails were smooth and flawless, transparent as jade, a long hairpin was pulled between the buns on the top of his head, his hair was black and straight, and he hung down long, at this time, the sky was shining, reflecting the man's face, only to feel that his eyebrows were like knives, and the tails of his eyes were vibrating, he occasionally talked to several princes around him, and his eyes did not stop at all to the young lady who was dancing.

Wang Ran glanced at it, and quickly looked away slightly, only to feel that his heart was fluttering continuously, and he couldn't help but be complacent in his heart.

Qing Xuanwen looked at the purple-clothed beauty below and stared blankly at Shen Mojin, her butt moved to Shen Mojin's side, and put a jujube cake in her mouth with a jujube cake in her hand, "Sixth brother, you see that Wang Ran is looking at you continuously, I remember that she seems to be the first beauty in Daqing!" He chewed his mouth, and with his free hand went to the table to get something to eat.

"If you like it, go and ask your father to give you a marriage." Shen Mojin's eyes didn't have any sparkle in his eyes, and he said carelessly.

Qing Xuanwen looked at Shen Mojin, who was cold, stuffed another grape into his mouth with a smile, and asked strangely: "You don't even look at the bottom, then you promised your father to say that you will pick a princess today, do you want to use one, two, three, four, five, to point out who is who?"

There was a song in the hall, the red sleeves fluttered, Shen Mojin didn't put it in her eyes at all, her slender fingers lightly rubbed the feather in her palm, and the afterglow in her eyes crossed the side face of the farthest girl, she was wearing a plain color dress today, mainly in the sky and water, vaguely like the moonlight reflected in a pool of clear water, rippling, compared to the flowers in the hall, unique in the complex and gorgeous, more cold and self-conscious, the demeanor on the face was cut off from this noisy feast.

Woman, it seems that nothing can arouse your attention.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he said with a hint of pleasure in his eyebrows: "Yes, whoever you point to is whoever you want."

"Sixth brother, then you are too casual, no matter how you say it, you have to see if your face and body are passing!" The third prince Qing Jingqi walked over with a feather in his hand.

"Brother Sanhuang, you just saw that you had a good face and a good body, so you went to the mansion, got a concubine from the side concubine of the palace, and ran to your mother's house every day when the sister-in-law of the Three Emperors was angry!" Qing Xuanwen puffed out his mouth and criticized.

Qing Jingqi is the most similar to Emperor Ling among several princes, although he is more than thirty years old, he is very coquettish, and he goes to the mansion to accept beautiful concubines every once in a while.

"Your third sister-in-law is of that nature, I'll just coax it." He took a sip of wine carelessly, looked at Qing Yichen, who was sitting on the side continuously, his eyes seemed to be condensed in the wine in his hand, smiled and pointed to the woman who was playing in the field, and asked: "It is said that among He Xueying's many talents, the most outstanding is dance, I still want to browse carefully, how can I play the piano today?"

His words were not small, and He Xueying, who was sitting in front of him and playing, just listened to it in her heart, with a touch of unwillingness in her eyes.

How did she not want to perform the best dance, but it happened that she was slandered by Su Ranxia a few days ago, and her knees were ground into blood, and now it hurts when she walks fast, where can she dance those difficult dance moves.

She raised her eyes and looked at Qing Yichen sitting on the stage, seeing that he didn't look at her for half a minute, she did all this to be able to marry him, but Yichen didn't care more and more.

There is inevitably resentment in her heart, the sound of the piano is the most heartfelt, her heart is irritable, and the birds are singing gracefully

Drinking and weeping with a nightingale, the fragrance of flowers in full bloom brings out the depression of autumn.

Although the tune is not wrong, many of you have listened to the rhythm of the piano since childhood, so how can you not hear the error in this tune.

Some of the young ladies in this group are family members of officials in other cities, and some grew up in other places and came to the capital to participate in the feast. They knew Xue Ying's name, but they had never seen her perform, and when they heard such a piano sound, they all studied it with some doubts.

"It's also called talent, I thought I was better than her!"

"Well, shouldn't the title of the first talented woman depend on ...... Come on!" The voice of the words was very low, and everyone knew that it was the title that was given by the power of the right minister.

"Yes, you see that her face shape is not suitable for combing her eyebrows and Chai Hai, but she happens to do this, she looks big-eyed and unfocused, I don't know the easiest knowledge, it's really hard to believe!"

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More and more voices came into He Xueying's ears, and her chaihai was to hide the injury of kowtowing! It's all Su Ranxia's fault! It's all Su Ranxia! Her piano sound is getting more and more chaotic, and the artistic conception in the song has been completely disrupted. Even the queen, who was sitting on the high platform with a gentle smile continuously, frowned slightly, and said softly to Qing Lingtian: "Your Majesty, Xue Ying is a little fresh today, and the concubines have usually heard her play the piano, which is much better than today's playing."

"Hmm." Qing Lingtian nodded, looked at the queen and said, "I'm a little nervous today." His eyes looked at Qing Yichen, who was sitting at the bottom with a teacup, and there was a hint of color in his eyes.

As soon as the song stopped, He Xueying quickly stood up with the corner of her skirt, and sat back in her position with a pink face flushed.

Wang Ran, who was sitting next to her, looked at her consciousness, this He Xueying will suppress her no matter what, and she will be embarrassed today, she covered her mouth and smiled, "Xueying, if you hadn't reported the name of the song, I would have thought that you were playing the resentful woman Pan Lang Gui!" Alas, it's my turn soon, God forbid, don't let me be like you!"

After Wang Ran finished speaking, he glanced at He Xueying complacently, and then stood up to the rear and wanted it.

(End of chapter)