Five days passed quickly.

In the past five days, Duan Xuan has not come again, Chu Sleeve has not come again, and even the girl from Yuehua Hall has not gossiped about me anymore.

It was as if that dance made them truly realize that I was a purple-eyed woman, that I had a grudge, that I was a sleeping rakshasa, that I would play with me, provoke me, and that I would eat its flesh and blood.

Today is the day of the arrival of the envoy from the Western Regions, and the entire palace has been preparing for today for a long time, whether it is decoration, accessories, recipes, or banquets, they are all carried out according to the highest standards, in order to show my royal style and atmosphere, including letting me present this first dance.

The Bo Turks in the Western Regions are not all blue-eyed, only the nobles of the tribe are eligible to eat the holy fruit and become blue-eyed.

In their civilization, black eyes are a symbol of inferiority, and Duan Xuan asked me to dance, but because I am purple eyes, to show that there is no shortage of different colors in my court.

Now I am standing behind the gauze curtain, my thin eyebrows like a long sword about to come out of the sheath, my red lips like a peony that wants to bloom, and my black hair like thick ink that wants to be splashed.

I lifted the veil in front of me and looked at the banquet, Duan Xuan was sitting with the queen, one was a mother in the world, and the other was infinitely majestic, as if they were a pair made in heaven.

And although I am dressed brightly at the moment, I am not as dignified as she is.

To put it nicely, I am beautiful and subvert sentient beings, and to say it badly, I am unclothed and extremely cheap.

The bronze bell and drum in front of the hall rang, and I rolled up the corners of my skirt and slowly walked to the banquet with the music.

I looked at Duan Xuan, who was sitting on it, leaning over slightly, and my eyes were full of style.

The end of Qiyue's dance is to hold the red veil in his hand to other people's eyes, and at the banquet, it is impossible for me to provoke Duan Xuan, let alone provoke the envoy of the Western Regions.

So I covered my eyes with a thin purple scarf, and swapped the last action of holding someone else's eye for untying the veil from my own eyes.

Today's dance I danced is completely different from the last time, indifferent and resentful replaced by amorous, sharp and handsome replaced by gentle and tender, as if I was really born to be a dancer, not afraid of the world's eyes, the charm is charming, the demon is the demon, a raise of the hand and a foot, all turned into a water-like agility.

Duan Xuan's expression was very subtle, the queen's expression was smiling, and the envoys of the Western Regions also had appreciation on their faces.

But my attention is not on these people, I'm looking for the blue-eyed Botu.

After all, the purpose of my dance is to let the so-called blue-eyed nobles see that I also have a pair of eyes that are different from black.

But I inadvertently searched for the Botu people sitting in the seats, and looked at their exotic faces, and found no one with blue eyes.

Just when I felt ridiculed for not sending a blue-eyed messenger to the Western Regions, a graceful figure appeared in my eyes.

She was wearing the same cool clothes as me, just as charming and beautiful, but her clothes were complicated with textures, the accessories on her body were delicate and luxurious, and even the scorpion tattoo on her hand was glowing with a faint light, and then look closely at her eyes, blue eyes.

She wasn't in the guest seat, but she was talking to someone bewitchingly.

Si Qing?

Yes, it's Si Qing, he still looks alienated like that, just like the first time I saw him, dressed in white, and there is an endless charm between his eyebrows.

He smiled faintly, and the smile was cold.

The dance was quickly finished, and when I took off the scarf in front of me and looked at the blue-eyed woman, she didn't look at it.

She has been talking to Si Qing, this dance, I didn't retreat, I still looked at Si Qing and the woman from the Western Regions, and I had some indescribable feelings in my heart.

Maybe it was feeling my gaze, or maybe it was this sudden silence, Si Qing he looked at me, and the blue-eyed woman also looked at me.

A moment of silence was followed by a burst of laughter like silver bells.

"Purple eyes, I didn't expect you to have purple eyes in the Central Plains, could it be that you escaped from our Boju?"

The blue-eyed woman smiled charmingly, and then walked to her seat step by step and sat down slowly.

"This woman was born with different eyes, and instead of eating something like the Holy Fruit, isn't the Jiasa Envoy also surprised?"

Duan Xuan spoke, his tone was an unconcealable contempt, and his momentum was indescribably arrogant.

But Jia, who was tasting wine, smiled and almost choked, only to see her holding the smiling flower branch trembling.

"It's amazing to be born with different eyes, but this purple is not so surprising, after all, only the most heinous sinners in Boji will be given purple eyes, and they will live forever with demons."

Jiasa was still laughing when she said this, and the other messengers who came with her also began to laugh, and that smile was infinitely mocking and sympathetic.

At this moment, Duan Xuan couldn't laugh anymore.

But if you can't laugh, you have to force a smile, don't you?

He walked down step by step and walked in front of me, and I immediately half-squatted and saluted.

But instead of getting me up, he pinched my chin hard and forced me to look at him.

He was laughing, his face pale, his smile was not warm, his hands were getting harder and harder, but I pretended that nothing had happened.

"Purple eyes are indeed not surprising, but such a bewitching purple-eyed woman is worth being surprised, but it seems that the Jiashao envoy is not very interested, so let her defile the royal atmosphere here, after all, a lowly woman in a green building."

After saying this, he jerked me forward, and I fell to the ground in an instant with my unsteady center of gravity.

A lowly woman in a green building?

I sat on the ground and looked at him coldly.

If today's Bo Turks say that purple eyes are a symbol of dignity, then is the position of the queen going to change hands?

Duan Xuan returned to his seat, Jiasa was just sipping the wine by herself, and everyone at the banquet was laughing and chatting about their own affairs, and they were staggered for a moment.

I sat alone in the center, no one looked at me, didn't care about me, and even Si Qing didn't look at me anymore.

Suddenly, I realized why the Empress let me get close to Duan Xuan, why I let my own heart die, or rather, let Concubine Li's own heart die.

Duan Xuan doesn't love people at all, what he loves most is himself, his glory, his throne, and his face.

And Shen Qianxun is just a mistake in his life, he loves her only because of his long-standing heart, and occasionally he is lonely, he just needs a concoction, even if he needs to show emotion, he doesn't care, after all, it's just a scene.

I looked at the smile cast by the queen in the distance, and the smile was not mockery, not sympathy, but rejoicing.

yes, I'm glad I finally saw it, even if it took a bit of time.