Chapter 589 Disguised as a Man: My Imperial Uncle Is a Ghost (9)

Therefore, if you can get the support of Gong Heng-

Then this throne is stable nine times out of ten.

This is also why, as soon as I heard that Gong Heng had returned to Beijing in triumph, the Second Emperor Gong Qian and the Fifth Emperor Gong Sheng rushed to meet each other at the city gate.

For them.

Who will seize the opportunity of King Heng first.

Whoever wins this battle for the prince.

But none of them thought of it.

But let the Seven Emperors Palace brocade take advantage.

At that time, Bai Zhen didn't know that she had become a thorn in the side of others, but she just sat there, her small eyes swept over the body of the red-clothed man opposite from time to time, and she wanted to turn her gaze into a knife and stab him with a thousand holes.

The wine and food have been served, and a row of dancers dressed in light yarns, accompanied by the beat of drums and pianos, come dancing gracefully.

The interest of the crowd was aroused at once.

And Gong Heng, who has been staring at by someone, just lowered his eyelashes slightly, his slender and white fingers held the celadon wine glass, swaying slightly, his red clothes were like fire, but his eyebrows and eyes were like ice and snow, clear and cold, making people only dare to watch from afar, but not dare to play.

The man held the wine glass in one hand, and the other hand in his sleeve was still rubbing the hot jade pendant.

The knuckles are distinct and skinny, even more perfect than the jasper in the palm, and it is completely impossible to see the perennial battlefield.

He took a sip of his wine.

The tip of his eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he was a little bored.

The jade pendant in the palm of his hand was stuffed back into his sleeve pocket, and he disliked this so-called destined person at all.

Before, he still had a somewhat believing attitude towards what the enlightened monk said.

But when such a dwarf poor man appeared in front of him.

He preferred to believe that the enlightened monk was actually a charlatan......

Such a thin, powerless, and reckless person.

How can he make his prodigal son turn back and be reincarnated?

That's all she has to offer.

I'm afraid it won't be a month.

You have to be played to death by him.

Thinking so, the man's narrow eyes lifted slightly, and he glanced at the villain with a smile.

Bai Hao subconsciously sensed a hint of danger.

When they made eye contact with him, there was a hint of undisguised mockery in that look.

Vera Bai: ......

She was tempted to ask.

What the hell did she do?

Why is this glamorous slut so hostile to her?

Moreover, there is always a sense of foreboding, as if something is going to be born......

The thought just fell.

The emperor raised his wine glass and said a lot of words of praise and praise to Gong Heng, and then waved his hand and gave a lot of rewards.

After drinking this glass of wine, the man's fingertips tapped on the table, his thin crimson lips curved into a slight invisible arc, and then his eyes fell on Bai Zhen, and he said lightly.

"As early as when this king was in the northern Xinjiang, he heard that the Seventh Highness of our Dayan is both talented and beautiful, not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also quite accomplished in martial arts. Presumably, this rhythm and dance are also good, right? Why don't you take a look at it and help this king and the important ministers of the court? ”

Bai Zhen looked at him expressionlessly.

She knew that this was going to start behaving again.

She deeply doubted that he had stolen Pinru's wardrobe, otherwise why would the operation be so commotionous!

Come on, hurt each other!

Look who's sassing whom!

She pulled out a soulless smile, "That'...... It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate. ”