Chapter 198: The so-called dancing queen
With sharp eyes, Chang Youxi naturally didn't feel it, but Chang Youxi didn't give the slightest reaction, not only because no matter what she reacted to on this occasion, but also because Chang Youxi didn't want to worry about a little girl at all.
is obviously the same age as Chang Youxi, but in Chang Youxi's eyes, Zhao Jingyun is really just a little girl who hasn't grown up, and it is common sense for the little girl to be willful, and Chang Youxi doesn't care about it at all.
The eerie atmosphere gradually emerged, and the originally lively scene quieted down.
That's it, Feng Zhiyi still didn't look at Zhao Jingyun.
Zhao Jingyun believes that she can't sit still like this anymore.
"Daddy, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince and Lord Qincha are here today, why don't you let Yun'er dance a song to cheer up?" Although Zhao Jingyun said to his father Zhao Wenli, his eyes fell on Feng Zhiyi from beginning to end.
The five words "His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince" are even more affectionate, if it was the previous phoenix, maybe the body would be crispy, and it was not impossible to take Zhao Jingyun into the house on the spot.
But now it's different, Feng Zhiyi only has Chang Youxi in his eyes, and no woman other than Chang Youxi has a chance to enter Feng Zhixi's eyes, so no matter how explicit Zhao Jingyun said and how explicit his eyes are, Feng Zhiyi didn't give Zhao Jingyun a look.
Such a blind eye made Zhao Jingyun grit her teeth secretly, she didn't believe it, and she couldn't be moved when she saw her slender dancing posture for a while.
In order to make Zhao Jingyun more pleasing to the nobles and more favored, Zhao Wenli spent a lot of money to invite Zhao Jingyun to learn the art of dancing girls and prostitutes, although the identity of the teacher cannot be on the stage, but Zhao Jingyun's skills are still good.
"Naturally, yes." Zhao Wenli heard Zhao Jingyun say this, what else didn't he understand? His daughter, who has always been above the top, is moved by spring this time.
However, Zhao Wenli is happy to see this, and he has confidence in Zhao Jingyun's appearance and talent, Zhao Jingyun is so beautiful, Zhao Wenli doesn't believe that Feng Zhiyi can still be moved.
After getting permission, the smile on the corner of Zhao Jingyun's mouth deepened again, and her eyes looked at Feng Zhiyi even more lingeringly, as if she had seen and become the Seventh Imperial Princess.
No longer staying, Zhao Jingyun retreated and changed clothes.
Chang Youxi watched coldly, thinking that Zhao Jingyun was really naΓ―ve and ridiculous, with Zhao Jingyun's identity, it was almost the same to be a concubine in the Seven Princes' Mansion, and to be a side concubine in the sky, but if it was said that it was the concubine of the Seven Princes, it would be absolutely unqualified.
"The peach blossoms are really prosperous." Chang Youxi smiled at Feng Zhiyi with deep meaning, and if you look closely, you can also see the ridicule that Chang Youxi fancy.
It is indeed a mockery, for this kind of merry child, Chang Youxi looks down on him from the bottom of his heart, and it is just a one-night affair for Feng Zhiyi, but for a woman, it is a lifelong thing.
If you want someone to be good to them all your life, you often don't look down on such people in your heart.
Feng Zhiyi didn't know Chang Youxi's thoughts, he just thought that Chang Youxi's meaning was unclear, and Feng Zhiyi was very happy about this, only Chang Youxi cared about him, he would eat it, and after working hard for so long, it finally worked, how could Chang Youxi not be happy?
Soon, Zhao Jingyun changed her clothes and danced to the music in the hall.
Touching and enchanting dancing.
Seeing that the man who came to accompany him was churning in flames, his eyes were eagerly looking at Zhao Jingyun.
Zhao Jingyun felt the warm eyes of the men, the smile on the corner of his mouth became sweeter and sweeter, and the light yarn in his hand was driven by Zhao Jingyun again and again to fall to Feng Zhiyi's side, as long as Feng Zhiyi stretched out his hand, he could grab it, and with a slight force, Zhao Jingyun was able to fall softly into Feng Zhiyi's arms along the force.
How many times did the light yarn in Zhao Jingyun's hand fall on Feng Zhiyi's side, Feng Zhiyi was unmoved, and the number of times he felt that Chang Youxi looked at him was even more interesting, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from Feng Zhiyi's forehead.
On this occasion, no matter how high Feng Zhiyi's status is, he can't make any rude actions, but he can still say it, and his heart turns.
Feng Zhiyi looked at Zhao Wenli with a smile, "The dancing girl raised by the lord of Zhao City is really moving, but this slave is on his own...... It seems that the rules of the city lord of Zhao are not very good. It was obviously a joke in his eyes, but Zhao Wenli felt a chill behind him.
"This ......" Zhao Wenli is not easy to say anything at this time, although he allowed Zhao Jingyun to perform a dance, but he did not let Zhao Jingyun seduce Feng Zhiyi, even if Zhao Wenli really has this meaning, but if Feng Zhiyi accepts it, then everything will be fine.
If you don't accept it, like now, it will be really tricky, Zhao Wenli said that everything is wrong, if he makes it clear that this is his concubine, then if Zhao Jingyun wants to marry in the future, it will be difficult.
"His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, don't talk nonsense." Chang Youxi looked at Zhao Wenli's helpless appearance and laughed in his heart, but his face was empathetic and intended to help the Zhao family's father and daughter solve the siege, "This is not a dancing girl, that is the daughter of the Zhao City Lord's family." β
Zhao Jingyun stopped dancing when Feng Zhiyi spoke, but his eyes were still so affectionate when he looked at Feng Zhiyi.
Seeing that Zhao Wenli was going to say something to relieve his daughter from the siege, he often didn't give him a chance to speak, "Xiangyang City is now at the time of the plague, and the city lord of Zhao should lead by example and love the people like a son, how can he still raise a dancing girl to have fun at this time?" City Lord Zhao, do you say? β
Chang Youxi's words were choked to death in the cradle of Zhao Wenli's original plan to send a few dancing girls to Feng Zhiyi in order to reveal the matter.
Zhao Wenli can only say yes to this,
Originally, Chang Youxi was not interested in whether Feng Zhiyi wanted to accept concubines, but Zhao Wenli's obvious approach was really slapping Chang Youxi's face.
Not to mention that this disaster treatment is based on Chang Youxi, didn't Fang Cai Feng Zhiyi also say, if you put aside the identity of the prince, Chang Youxi is bigger than Feng Zhiyi, the seven princes have said so, Zhao Wenli has to give gifts over Chang Youxi, isn't it slapping Chang Youxi's face? I often like to think that I don't have such a good temper.
So at this time, Chang Youxi can only say sorry to Feng Zhiyi, accidentally cut off his peach blossoms, Chang Youxi is also planning now, can I buy two beautiful little girls to compensate Feng Zhiyi after I go back?
Feng Zhiyi can only be called Xiaobawang instead of a straw bag in Beijing for so long, which means that the least IQ Feng Zhiyi still has, and Feng Zhiyi is only a little confused at the beginning, but in an instant, Feng Zhiyi understands the reason for Chang Youxi's practice.
Knowing the reason, of course Feng Zhiyi is towards Chang Youxi, but he knows that Chang Youxi is not doing this because of the taste, Feng Zhiyi is a little lost.
"Okay, City Lord Zhao, we already know about the welcome of Xiangyang City, thank you. But this pleasure-seeking thing is spared, and we have come to cure calamities, not to have pleasures. Feng Zhiyi made a final decision, completely ignoring the embarrassed expression on Zhao Wenli's face.
"Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road." It's timely. often recited this poem, which made Zhao Wenli even more embarrassed.
Of course, if Zhao Wenli is so uncultivated, if he wants to do something to them because of Feng Zhiyi and Chang Youxi's run, Chang Youxi and Feng Zhiyi are not afraid, and the city lord's private soldiers cannot exceed five thousand at most, and they can't train soldiers.
To put it bluntly, the city lord can only raise some rabble to support the scene.
And Feng Zhiyi and Chang Youxi brought those serious things of the court soldiers and horses, not at all comparable to those rabble, even if Chang Youxi and Feng Zhiyi are only more than a thousand people, but against the five thousand soldiers of the city lord, they still have the ability to retreat.
After retreating, it is time for Zhao Wenli to be unlucky, the crime of hurting the prince and Qin Cha can definitely punish Zhao Wenli, Zhao Wenli is not so stupid.
"That's exactly what Chincha-sama said." Feng Zhiyi and Chang Youxi sang and harmonized, with Zhao Wenli's emotional intelligence, how could they not see that Chang Youxi was actually the dominant one? They are all flattering the wrong people, as long as Lord Qincha is happy and says a few kind words in front of His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, it will be much more useful than their tiring and tired work to please His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince.
On the contrary, if Chang Youxi said two bad things about them in front of Feng Zhiyi, then it would be useless no matter how they tried to please Feng Zhiyi.
There is more than one person who has this kind of thought, and three words come out of their hearts at the same time - pillow wind.
If you often like to say, isn't it just a pillow wind for Feng Zhiyi? It's even more useful than the real hair blown by those concubines of Feng Zhiyi.
Seeing that Zhao Wenli finally put Chang Youxi in his eyes, Feng Zhiyi showed a satisfied smile.
"Well, I'm tired today, so I'll go back to rest first, and Ming'er will go with the Seven Princes to check on the situation of the victims." Chang Youxi nodded to Zhao Wenli, and his words of resignation were quite polite, at least it was much better than the one who choked on people without saying anything if they didn't agree, and Zhao Wenli was already very satisfied with this.
Chang Youxi said that he wanted to move the phoenix, and naturally he would not stay, "Farewell." β
Zhao Wenli arched his hand to Chang Youxifeng, "Congratulations to Lord Qincha and His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince." β
As soon as the protagonist left, the banquet was naturally dispersed, and there were many people who saw the jokes of the city lord this time, not every family in the city was in awe of the city lord, and those families who had been inherited for a hundred years and thousands of years were not afraid of the power of the city lord at all, and laughed at the city lord with great fanfare.
"Daddy, I ......" was not taken away by Feng Zhiyi, Zhao Jingyun was lost, in Zhao Jingyun's opinion, the reason why she was humiliated like this today was completely because Chang Youxi was disturbing the situation, if Chang Youxi was not there, Feng Zhiyi would definitely take her away.
"Don't worry, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince will stay in Xiangyang City for a while, and you still have a chance." Everyone left, and the kind smile that Zhao Wenli kept disappeared, and when he looked at his proud daughter, Zhao Wenli's face was still the same gloomy.