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Although Zhao Jin's dancing posture is far inferior to Ji Yanhua's dancing posture, it is amazing and unforgettable.

However, her song is jaw-dropping.

The tune of this song, they are all familiar with, is a phoenix.

It is the sweet words of a man courting a woman.

However, what do they hear?

It's a woman who boldly expresses her heart to a man.

At this time, it seemed that no words could describe the shock that Zhao Jin brought to them.

There is surprise, there is envy, there is curiosity, there is jealousy, etc......

Amazed by her bold talents, envied by her posture and voice, curious about her courtship, jealous of her freewheeling......

has to be combined into one sentence, Beiyao folk style is really ...... Opening.

But who knows, is she really freewheeling?

Every sentence Zhao Jin sang was accompanied by a dance with a plot, she danced, and that direction was Jiang Jiuxiao, who was sitting on top of Beiyao.

Jiang Jiuxiao frowned slightly.

Zhao Jin keenly noticed the change in this person's mood, but he still approached hard.

She had a charming smile on her face, but Jiang Jiuxiao was indifferent.

Just as she was about to stretch out her hand to get closer, Jiang Jiuxiao tilted her head slightly, and her dark red eyes crashed straight into her sight.

Zhao Jin's body was almost imperceptible.

- This person is not something she can afford to provoke at all.

Opposite seats.

Yan Zhaoming's fan half-covered his face, so that people couldn't understand his expression.

He smiled in his voice and leaned slightly, "Brother Huang, this princess Jin is obviously going to our famous prince." ”

Yan Zhaoxue glanced sideways slightly, took a sip of wine but did not speak, just looked at the other side.

And Yan Zhaolie obviously didn't feel the strangeness in Yan Zhaoming's words, but chased Zhao Jin with his eyes, but saw Zhao Jin like this, but there was no discouragement in his eyes.

He said, "No way. ”

He said it with an affirmation.

Yan Zhaoming didn't know for a while that what Yan Zhaolie said was that Zhao Jin would not get Jiang Jiuxiao's consent, or that Zhao Jin would not choose Jiang Jiuxiao.

It was not interesting, and he also turned his gaze to look at the other side.

Enjoy the rare natural sound.

Yan Zhaoyu gave Yan Zhaomin a mouthful of food, and his smart eyes seemed to unconsciously glance over there.

Jiang Jiuxiao looked at Zhao Jin, his empty dark eyes were like wolves, fierce, dangerous, and endless.

Mu Qingchen's nerves, which were already a little nervous, suddenly tensed again, he frowned, and his internal force fluctuated? Is it Zixiao?

Zhao Jin danced around Jiang Jiuxiao and didn't seem to get a response, so he went around to Mu Qingchen and sang a sentence, as if he knew that he would not respond, and danced to another seat.

Shen Liangyun's eyelashes twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything, and the sound of the flute seemed to be relieved and sad at that moment.

Zhao Jin approached Yan Zhaolie, she thought that Yan Zhaolie was just a little interested in her, but she didn't want to-

Yan Zhaolie stood up, and his masculine posture was enough to make a woman fall in love.

He grabbed Zhao Jin's hand.

Zhao Jin sang for a moment, and his dancing paused at that moment. The man's shadow covered her, with a hint of oppression.

The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, but Shen Liangyun closed his eyes, and he could see that Yan Zhaolie's heart for Jin'er.

The sound of the flute sounded again.

And Yan Zhaolie also spoke-

"I ...... Ahem, this prince," however, he held back for a long time, but he didn't come up with a reason.

Zhao Jin's slightly glared eyes bent. She relaxed, with a smile in her eyes, "His Royal Highness the Prince, can you let go of Jin'er's hand first?" ”

Yan Zhaolie swore that he was so aggressive that even Jiang Jiuxiao felt that he was going to be earth-shattering, but he didn't expect that he would stutter.

Yan Zhaolie had embarrassment in his eyes, he let go of his hand in a panic, but subconsciously rubbed the temperature left in his hand.

He said, "Offended the princess." ”

The elders present at the table can be regarded as not a big deal to see the excitement, and the feast of flowers is the day of these young people, so they want to be lively.

After all, if they can't break the rules today, they can't stop the love between their children. Even if it is a marriage between the two countries.

Yan Li was a little anxious when she saw her eldest son being so uncompetitive, and Concubine Li Defei stopped Yan Li's words with a smile.

"Your Majesty, let's see how far Lie'er can go." She said with a smile, obviously, she was very satisfied with this half of the daughter-in-law.

Zhao Jin had a smile in her eyes, she thought, her decision was right.

Zhao Jin, who was let go of his hand, stepped back slightly, and heard Yan Zhaolie finally speak, "Ben, this prince's name is Yan, his surname is Zhaolie, not ......"

Yan Li raised his forehead and quipped in a low voice, "Ai Fei, does this son want to change his surname?" ”

Concubine Li Defei covered her mouth and chuckled, "How come?" ”

No matter who it is, when they see such a situation, they will relax their mood, and the Ninety-Five Supreme is no exception.

Concubine Cao Shufei smiled lightly, and said in her heart, Zhao Jin is just a cousin, how can she get Beiyao's help? Therefore, she did not plan to let her son fight.

Peng Yan chuckled, looking at this scene with a little feeling, she would always think that one day her Yu'er would meet the girl she liked.

Zhao Jin chuckled lightly and said in his heart, this person is quite interesting.

After thinking about it, she still pushed it and said, "What does the prince want to say?" ”

Yan Zhaolie looked at the smiling and picturesque woman in front of him, took a deep breath, and said in a solemn and serious tone-

"Princess Jin, would you like to marry me?"

Are you willing to become a martial artist, the only one who doesn't want to let go except for swords, guns, swords, halberds?

Would you like to ......?