Chapter 232: The End of the Song.
The two are kind of walking side by side.
Mu Qingchen leaned back slightly, obviously he was dressed in bright red, but now he was like a foil.
Jiang Jiuxiao's face was expressionless, his face was indifferent, and his posture was upright.
The black robe was as good as ever for her.
No one seems to be more suitable for this color than her.
Everyone got up one after another, not noticing that Jiang Jiuxiao's brows had frowned slightly at this moment.
Jiang Jiuxiao's eyes swept away, and everyone only felt that at that moment, they seemed to be being targeted by some bloodthirsty monster, and cold sweat floated on their foreheads in an instant.
Of course, naturally no one noticed the excitement in the eyes of such a person.
Jiang Jiuxiao and Mu Qingchen stepped forward, and both of them raised their hands, "See the emperor." β
Yan Li raised his hand, "Hurry up!" Why are you late? β
He asked like this, which can be regarded as an explanation to others, and it is also easy for Jiang Jiuxiao to do.
Jiang Jiuxiao raised his eyes slightly, and replied indifferently in his voice, "I'm not familiar with the road." β
Yan Li seemed to finally react, and then smiled, "I see, I see, I didn't think it through, and I forgot that you only came back not long ago." β
Jiang Jiuxiao didn't answer.
"Take a seat."
The two raised their hands.
Then sit down in front of a desk.
Their position really shocked others.
After all, this 'emperor's younger brother' is actually on an equal footing with the prince, and he is still in front of the prince and princess.
However, at this time, no one will dare to squeak easily.
Not to mention that Jiang Jiuxiao's identity is here, let's just say that she is the person appointed by the emperor to be responsible for this, which means that their arrangement has the acquiescence of the emperor.
But at this time, the two of them came, but there was still one on the side, and no one sat down.
At this time, Yan Li spoke.
"Today is the day of the sons and daughters of all families, and it is also the day when the Southern Dynasty fulfills the friendship of the landlords and expresses our friendly relations to the people of the Northern Yaoguo. Have friends come from afar, are you happy? β
"And obviously, as you have noticed, there is still one that is not occupied. This is also a visitor from afar. β
He clapped his hands.
The little eunuch on the side shouted, "Pleaseββ! β
As this sound fell, the maids and eunuchs in the palace moved.
They didn't know where to find a paper screen to cover the candle flame.
But the small holes that could be left on it shot the light out, and they arranged it in an orderly manner.
There were many exclamations from the hall.
Yan Li's eyes also showed surprise.
Not to mention the women. I love these things even more.
Mu Qingchen looked at these, and he didn't know what flashed in his eyes.
He leaned sideways slightly, leaned towards Jiang Jiuxiao, and asked, "Zixiao, did you arrange it?" β
Jiang Jiuxiao responded indifferently, "Hmm." β
On the queen's dressed face, a smile froze.
"Brother, brother, it's so beautiful!"
"Shhhh Let's be quiet. β
Just when everyone's attention was on the starlight that seemed to be close at hand, there was music.
However, I only ask about the sound of music but I don't see anyone.
Everyone was intoxicated, and even Jiang Jiuxiao took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes slightly.
They also set up a platform in the center of the temple.
Finally, it is no longer a single sound, the calm and melodious guqin, the ethereal crispness of the dulcimer, the calm vicissitudes of the flute, and the perfect harmony of the ensemble of other instruments.
Just when everyone felt that there would be no higher progression, the sound suddenly disappeared.
People woke up violently from the artistic conception, and suddenly saw a graceful masked woman strolling in like a flying fairy.
With the sound of music echoing across the empty lake, they danced and saluted in this way.
There was another music, and their movements froze.
But it is like the fairy on the stroke, graceful and dusty.
The curiosity of the crowd was ticked to the limit, just when they couldn't help but speak.
The women at the round stage hummed softly to the tune and the music, and they moved again.
But thinking about the door, everyone also followed their movements.
I saw a blue figure walk in, and as the man walked in, the music made waves again.
She was like a spirit of the sea, no, the queen of the sea.
And those fairies they were willing to do became foils in front of her.
As soon as she stepped forward, everyone saw her white jade feet.
I saw a touch of her feet.
A light blue mist fell gracefully onto the round platform, making a sound like a drum.
The voice stopped suddenly, causing everyone's hearts to be pounded again.
The woman's ethereal but distant voice was far more shocking than the voices of the women together.
Every step she takes, she steps on the point of music.
She seemed to be immersed in this dance.
And everyone was also amazed by this ingenious, never-before-seen dance and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.
Only Jiang Jiuxiao looked at Ji Yanhua with a deep look in his eyes.
He was the only one, looking at her closely.
A trace of frustration and disappointment flashed in Mu Qingchen's eyes.
Xindao, he really still likes ......
Finally the song ended.
Ji Yanhua also opened his eyes.
There is still a little bit of poignancy on his body, only arrogance and domineering.
Her red lips under the veil hooked, and she stepped off the stage.
The dancer on the side also got a robe from somewhere, and put it on Ji Yanhua's body.
Then he stepped back.
No one cares what the emperor means.
After all, Ji Yanhua's identity doesn't need to look at Yan Li's face, and even better than him.
She walked into the high platform of the upper seat, and then performed the etiquette of the same generation, of course, the etiquette of the Nebula Continent.
She said in her heart, if she bowed, this person would be treated badly if she didn't lose her life.
Yan Li stood up, and the faces of those ladies who were shocked by this action changed.
The queen frowned.
Yan Li raised his glass, and then said with a smile, "Fu Pingjun is really good at dancing, I respect Fu Pingjun for a cup." β
Ji Yanhua raised her head slightly, "Emperor Xie Nan," After speaking, she swept around, and finally seemed to unconsciously fall to Jiang Jiuxiao's table.
Under the strange gaze of everyone, she walked into Jiang Jiuxiao, then propped up the table with her hand, bent down and said, "This Lang Jun, can you allow the little woman a glass of wine?" β
Her voice was not loud, but it was deliberately mixed with internal force and transmitted it to the ears of everyone present.
Mu Qingchen looked at Jiang Jiuxiao fiercely, she was still expressionless as usual, but he could see her doting and helplessness towards Ji Yanhua in her eyes.
His hands tightened.
Ji Yanhua blinked, and then without waiting for Jiang Jiuxiao to answer, he took the wine glass in front of her table.
When she got up, she also glanced at Mu Qingchen.
Under the shocked eyes of everyone and some people were dissatisfied, Ji Yanhua took the wine glass and walked back to the center of the hall with a smile.
She raised her glass and said with a smile, "Now, if you have wine, you will return a glass to the Emperor of the Southern Dynasty!" β
She snorted.
And her claim fell into everyone's ears like a blow.
They were already speculating about her identity.
From the dancing girl at the beginning, to the princess or county lord with a small status, and then to the self-proclaimed self-title that may be above 10,000 people under one person, or even better.
And a woman has such an identity......
It's scary to think about.
Most people don't know, but how could those old ministers, such as Li Cheng and Cao Yushi, not think of everything behind this?
- It's the big guys in the Forbidden Realm who are back!
People who were still a little evil or hostile also put away their careful thoughts.
Sometimes, when the gap between a person and oneself reaches a certain level, all thoughts are consumed by this strong sense of disparity.