Chapter 343

Above the Golden Luan Palace. ()

The father-in-law on the side waved the dust and shouted solemnly: "Fengtian carries the emperor's edict, the second son of the emperor Xuanyuan Yichen, the third son of the emperor Xuanyuan Chengming, the fourth son of the emperor Xuanyuan Muchen, intelligent and studious, compassionate and respectful, show off the wisdom of the middle, specially canonized as King Chen, King Ming, King Chen." Treasure Book Golden Seal, Chin this! ”

The corners of Li Yunqing's mouth twitched slightly, this holy decree is really convenient.

"Son, thank you, Emperor Longen!"

The three princes, oh no, men who were already His Royal Highness the prince, knelt on the ground and shouted in unison.

Mu Gonggong continued to shout: "The emperor is given a jade belt!" ”

Xuanyuan Yichen took a step forward, respectfully took the jade belt in Li Yunqing's hand, and listened to the teachings.

Li Yunqing glanced at him and said in a hoarse and cold voice: "From now on, Weichen will not be the master of His Royal Highness King Chen, I hope His Royal Highness will inherit the teachings of the ancestors, abide by it carefully, share worries for His Majesty, and set an example for his subjects." ”

"Emperor Xie's teachings, this king will definitely take them to heart." Xuanyuan Yichen lowered his head and said respectfully.

Then came Xuanyuan Chengming, who accepted the jade belt and listened to the teachings.

The last one was Xuanyuan Muchen, who walked in front of Li Yunqing, and his deep eyes looked straight at Li Yunqing, with an elegant face and a yin heart.

Through the black light veil, Li Yunqing glanced coldly at the person in front of him and handed him the jade belt.

Seriously, she didn't want to bring jade to this white-eyed wolf at all.

"From now on, Weichen will not be the master of His Royal Highness King Chen, may His Highness inherit the teachings of the ancestors, abide by it scrupulously, share worries for His Majesty, and set an example for his subjects."

Xuanyuan Muchen smiled elegantly and gently: "As a teacher, a teacher for life, Mu Chen will always keep the master in mind, and I hope that the master will teach more in the future." ”

Li Yunqing pulled the corners of her mouth dryly, a sneer crossed her eyes, and she responded coldly.

For so many days, perfunctory Xuanyuan Muchen really made her unappetizing.

From now on, it's time for her to tear her face with this person.

Who wins and who loses, she will wait and see.

Then, the three princes knelt down in the palace to worship the queen and sat down.

The matter of going to the temple to worship is a later thing.

After all, the people of Chu are still there, and they have to go through this banquet first.

"Playing music!"

As soon as the father-in-law shouted, countless musicians appeared on the stage, and a melodious and majestic piece of music sounded, and the ministers began to staggered and congratulate the three kings.

Xuanyuan Muchen happened to be sitting very close to Murong Qingcheng, and he very much wanted to win over or test this prince of Chu State, the future king of Chu State.

After all, he Xuanyuan Muchen is the future king of the Qin State, and sooner or later he will face Murong Qingcheng.

Xuanyuan Muchen took a glass of wine, walked to Murong Qingcheng's side, first glanced at Ning Liyan, and said with a warm smile: "Ning Xiǎo Jiě is really worthy of being the first talented woman in the world, and the appearance of the flower and the moon makes the sun and the moon lose their color." ”

Hearing this, Ning Liyan's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he hurriedly smiled modestly: "His Royal Highness King Chen has praised it falsely, and Yan'er is ashamed." ”

After saying a word to Ning Liyan, it would not be embarrassing.

Xuanyuan Muchen took the opportunity to talk to Murong Qingcheng and said, "Prince Chu, don't you know the habit of living in the imperial capital?" ”

Murong Qingcheng's cold eyes were staring at the North Night Monarch opposite.

Bei Yejun flirted with Li Yunqing, and there was no need for outsiders.

Murong Qingcheng's eyes were sharp and sharp, as if he wanted to see through Beiye Jun, whether this appearance was a trick.

As for Xuanyuan Muchen, who has nothing to do with him, what did he say, what does it have to do with him?

After not receiving a response for a long time, Xuanyuan Muchen's face was slightly ugly, but he still held back and repeated his call: "Prince Chu? ”

Seeing that Xuanyuan Muchen was embarrassed, Ning Liyan had just received praise from others, and he couldn't sit still, so he smiled and said, "Brother Qingcheng, His Royal Highness King Chen is calling you." ”

Hearing this, Murong Qingcheng glanced at Ning Liyan impatiently.

That glance was cold, three feet freezing, and the cold glow was discharged, and it instantly seemed to lock Ning Liyan's throat, making her breathless!

Ning Liyan was startled, and his chest rose and fell violently.

No matter how long they have known each other, Ning Liyan will still be just as afraid of Murong Qingcheng's gaze.

Ning Liyan trembled slightly a few times, then lowered his head and stopped talking.

Xuanyuan Muchen saw Ning Liyan's reaction, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in confusion.

Murong Qingcheng looked at Xuanyuan Muchen again, and said coldly: "This prince doesn't seem to be familiar with His Royal Highness King Chen, Your Highness should go back." ”

With that, he turned his head away, his frozen side face rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Xuanyuan Muchen's face was almost so black that he could drip water, the hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, he took a deep breath, and could only obediently return to his seat and sit down.

I have long heard that Murong Qingcheng is not close to people, so he shouldn't have gone to stick a cold ass.

On the contrary, he lost face and did not get any benefits.

Li Yunqing had been paying attention to the movement on the other side, and when she saw Xuanyuan Muchen eating deflated at Murong Qingcheng, she felt a burst of amusement in her heart.

In fact, it was the same in the previous life, exactly the same thing.

In Murong Qingcheng's eyes, there is only what he wants to achieve, and the people he can see have never had any irrelevant people and things.

Unless he takes the initiative to deal with you, you don't want to talk to him more.

A ** dancing girl came to the palace, swayed the waist of the water snake, danced beautifully, and was moving.

On the ground, a snow-white figure jumped in, with long sleeves floating and a compelling aura, revealing a small face that captivated the country and the city.

Li Yunqing couldn't see it clearly, but she also knew that this person was a white-sleeved dancer.

Bai Yuan was not in the imperial capital, but he also wanted to get Murong Qingcheng's favor, so he let the white sleeve dance to win Murong Qingcheng's attention.

She knows the character of the white-sleeved dance, and she will not come to seduce Murong Qingcheng just because he is the prince of Chu State, it is estimated that the family is pressing, so she has no choice but to come.

Seeing the white-sleeved dancing face, a trace of jealousy crossed Ning Liyan's eyes.

She used to think that Li Yunqing was a white-sleeved dance, but she didn't expect the real white-sleeved dance to be so stunning.

In the state of Chu, in terms of posture, Ning Liyan is also superior.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived in the Qin State, he only had to be killed in seconds.

Is Daqin just so out of měi nǚ?

Looking at the white-sleeved dance, he must have come to seduce Brother Qingcheng.

Hmph, don't look at what kind of goods she is, Brother Qingcheng won't take care of her.

In terms of that face alone, the white-sleeved dance is half as beautiful as Li Yunqing, exquisite, sinking fish and geese, with a smile and a smile, which makes the world fall for it.

"I didn't know that in this world, there are such women who are all over the country and the city." The envoy Pan Yue was a little surprised and muttered in a low voice.

Hearing this, Murong Qingcheng also looked over, and with just one glance, he took it back.

Beauty, indeed beauty, even stunning.

It was he Murong Qingcheng who was so big and the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

But these beautiful things have never been his favorite concerns.

Ning Liyan was surprised to find that her Qingcheng brother actually glanced at Baisleeve Dance, which obviously made her angry.

In her impression, Brother Qingcheng is a person who can attract his attention except for the powerful national government.

Now I even took a look at the white-sleeved dance!

It's just a skin, what's the big deal!

Those deep boudoirs are comparable to her preferring to leave the smoke, travel the world, and be well-informed, which is simply ridiculous.

Her dance is also a must in the Chu State, but she is self-aware, and her dance is not as good as the white-sleeved dance, so she suppressed the urge to go up and compete.

White Sleeve Dance has specialized in dance skills since she was a child, so she can't compare, but Li Yunqing is different, but she is just a nerd who reads dead books, can't she compare?

"Ahem, cough, cough" Li Yunqing coughed again, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart, who was talking about her behind her back?

A moment later.

The dance ended, and the White Sleeves danced back.

"Wechen heard that the emperor of your country is the first talented woman in the world." The envoy Pan Yue looked at Li Yunqing and finally spoke, "I wonder if I can lift the hat and take a look?" ”

With this opening, everyone's eyes were focused on Li Yunqing.

Li Yunqing was slightly silent for a moment, and wanted to refuse, so she listened to Beiyejun's lazy words: "She suffers from the wind and cold, and it is inconvenient to blow the wind." ”

The answer was slow and reasonable, light and light, but extremely domineering, with a fierceness that could not be refused.

Pan Yue was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I see, then we are really not blessed." ”

"Uncle Pan, you haven't seen it, but Yan'er has seen it." Ning Liyan smiled skillfully, and his words were full of yin and yang, "The rumored emperor who closes the moon and shy flowers is worthy of his name." ”

"That's right." Pan Yue stroked his mustache, "I really want to see the demeanor of the emperor, I don't know if I can take a look?" ”

Bei Yejun frowned impatiently, wanting to refuse, but Li Yunqing held down his wrist and chuckled: "I don't know what the envoy wants to think?" ”

The cold and hoarse voice contained a special charm, which made Murong Qingcheng look sideways.

"The Emperor should know that my country's Guogong Mansion Qianjin Ning Liyan xiǎo jiě also has the reputation of being the first talented woman, I don't know if you can have a discussion, let me wait for you to see and understand." Pan Yue said provocative words with a gentle smile on his face.

Xuanyuan Zhai and Mu Gonggong glanced at each other, and their eyes were complex.

"Uncle Pan, Yan'er is happy to learn from the Emperor, but I wonder if the Emperor will appreciate this light?" Ning Liyan smiled, and his eyes fell on Li Yunqing, sharp and aggressive.

"Ning xiǎo jiě want to compare what?" The corners of Li Yunqing's mouth lifted a shallow sneer.

She didn't mind frustrating their spirits, but she couldn't show too much in front of Murong Qingcheng.

Therefore, if you can shirk it, try to shirk it, and don't be too ostentatious.

Ning Liyan smiled elegantly: "Since the Emperor Master has agreed, then Yan'er is welcome." As for Yan'er, he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he travels all over the world, makes friends with celebrities, and knows a little bit of all kinds of things, which can be said to be omnipotent. The emperor can say whatever he wants, and the smoke can accompany him to the end. ”

This breath praised himself, and Ning Liyan was really embarrassed.