When Chu Zhi sat down in her seat, she sensitively noticed a blazing gaze staring at her from the highest platform.

Southern Wei is the host of this event, and it can only be that person sitting on a high place.

Chu Zhi's gaze did not move, staring intently at the square where the juju was about to take place, as if he did not notice Wei An's gaze.

After discovering Wei An's gaze, the thief approached Chu Zhi and teased: "You have an enmity with him?" Feng Yang said as he pointed his finger in the direction where Wei An was sitting.

Chu Zhi subconsciously glanced in the direction he was pointing, and this glance made her gaze collide with Wei An who was looking at him without surprise.

She was stunned for a moment, quickly came back to her senses, and said lightly to Feng Yang while turning around: "I don't know." ”

If you don't know each other, how can you have a grudge.

Feng Yang understood the meaning of Chu Zhi's words, but his eyes revealed a little disbelief, and he doubted: "How is it possible, I look at him like that, as if he wants to eat you alive, don't tell me that he looks bitter and hateful to everyone." ”

Chu Zhi took a sip of tea elegantly, and then threw it to Feng Yang lightly: "Maybe he's looking at you, ugly said in front, if you really have a grudge against him, remember to stay away from me, after all, if he gets angry, I can't beat him." ”

Feng Yang's attention was immediately diverted, and he said with some annoyance: "You ......"

In normal times, Chu Zhi still had the mind to return a few words with the wind, but today she was surprisingly impatient and interrupted him a little impatiently.

"I'm a cruel and terrifying woman, I know, you don't have to continue."

Feng Yang's mouth was open for a long time, and his gaze at Chu Zhi seemed to be vaguely mixed with a little disbelief.

In fact, in the real sense, the words of Su Xi and Feng Yang are not wrong.

Wei An did look at Chu Zhi again, but what he wanted to eat alive was Feng Yang, who was sitting very close to Chu Zhi.

The people of Northern Chu are open, which is very similar to that of Southern Wei. The difference is that the openness of the Southern Wei Dynasty is manifested in behavior, while the openness of the Northern Chu people is manifested in service.

Today, Chu Zhi is wearing a skirt with Northern Chu characteristics.

The lake blue silk is embroidered with fine peony patterns, and the budding peony flowers set off Chu Zhi's face more and more charming, and the bottom of the skirt is sewn out with some irregular lace of the same color, and there are small bells hanging under the layers of yarn, and Chu Zhi has a crisp bell sound when she moves slightly.

There are no problems with these, the focus is on the sleeves. The sleeves were not made of silk, but two or three layers of yarn, and they were not sewn in the middle, as long as Chu Zhi raised his hand, the lotus-like arms were completely exposed to the air.

Wei An was already a little uncomfortable when he saw the men present looking at Chu Zhi frequently, and at the moment when Chu Zhi turned his head and talked to Feng Yang, this discomfort reached its peak.

- From the shape of Chu Zhi's lips, he could see what Chu Zhi was saying.

Just as Wei An was trying to hold back, Fu Lai cleverly approached Wei An's side and said in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, the minion feels that the position where the Emperor of Northern Chu is sitting does not match her identity, and the minion wants to change the position while the game has not started now, what does the emperor think?"