Wen Jinghua had a faint smile on her face, but there was a solemn look in her eyes.

Chen Xiaolin put the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table.

"Tuk!"

The sound of wine glasses falling was particularly clear in the silent hall.

The palace people did not dare to come out.

Wen Jinghua only looked at Chen Xiaolin and did not speak.

Seeing this, Xiao Hongying sneered and said, "Qi Yuanshen is my Liang sinner, what does King Chen mean is that he is unwilling to hand over the person?"

Chen Xiaolin did not hide his displeasure at all, and also snorted coldly: "King Yong is the husband of this king's sister, how can it be that you sinners took it away? In my opinion, the cause of your Emperor Liang's death back then, I'm afraid it's hard to say!"

Between the words, I actually want to reverse black and white.

Wen Jinghua was not ready to take his words.

Xiao Hongying was most disgusted with this kind of yin and yang weirdness, and couldn't help but sneer: "I was solely responsible for this case back then, and King Chen was an outsider, so naturally I don't know, and I don't have to know the truth about it, just sit on the throne and say a few cool words, who wouldn't?"

Chen Xiaolin's face became more and more ugly, and it was even difficult to hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

Seeing this, Bai Wu gently tugged at Xiao Hongying's sleeve.

Xiao Hongying shook it off impatiently, "I'm not wrong!"

She complained in a small voice: "It's just a nest of snakes and rats, and you really think of yourself as a character!"

Bai Wuxin hurriedly covered Xiao Hongying's mouth.

Wen Jinghua looked at Chen Xiaolin with heavy eyes, but did not stop Xiao Hongying.

Chen Xiaolin grinned gloomily at Wen Jinghua's eyes, "Da Liang really looks down on people the same." ”

Wen Jinghua picked up the wine glass on the desk and took a sip, "It's just a fact, King Chen covered his ears and stole the bell, and he was unwilling to hand over the sinners who murdered my Emperor Liang, it was simply a great shame for my Liang. ”

Chu Lingheng's existence gave Wen Jinghua great courage, even though she was now on someone else's territory, Wen Jinghua had no fear in her heart.

Chen Xiaolin was a little surprised by her changes before and after, his eyes looked back and forth on Wen Jinghua and Xiao Hongying, and the others were scraping back and forth, scraping around like knives.

"It's just a few little envoys, but it gives the eldest princess a lot of courage. ”

Wen Jinghua smiled and said nothing.

Chen Xiaolin looked at everyone and sneered, and suddenly clapped his hands.

A group of coolly dressed dancers swept in from outside the hall.

Wen Jinghua raised her eyebrows and looked at Chu Lingheng, Chu Lingheng's eyes were full of playfulness.

Chen Xiaolin grinned maliciously and said, "Your envoy is tired of traveling and driving, we will discuss the matter of His Royal Highness King Yong later, and relax first." ”

The music is soft, and the dancers dance softly.

Wen Jinghua smiled perfunctorily, raised the wine glass to her lips, and the wide sleeves covered half of her face.

She lowered her voice and said to Chu Lingheng under the cover of drinking action: "You shouldn't come here, it's too dangerous!"

The son of the daughter can't sit down, not to mention that Chu Lingheng is now the auxiliary minister of the Great Liang and the father of the young emperor.

Chu Lingheng didn't have half an expression on his human skin mask, but his eyes flashed with greed that could not be concealed.

"If you don't go back, I can't help but bring troops over. ”

Wen Jinghua's heart moved.

"What about Hong'er, how about the Queen Mother, how can you rest assured that he will be left alone in the Taiji Palace!?"

Chu Lingheng was a little helpless, "Shiyu Shuhui takes good care of him, Daliang is not only me as an auxiliary minister, Hua'er, we don't have to take all these responsibilities on ourselves..."

Wen Jinghua was still not at ease, "Chen Xiaolin will not hand over Qi Yuanshen, there is no antidote to the Zimu Gu, we should go back earlier." ”

Chu Lingheng sighed lightly.

Seeing this, Xiao Hongying teased: "Jinghua, you really don't understand the amorous feelings. ”

Chu Lingheng's eyes flickered a few times.

Bai Wu hurriedly gave Xiao Hongying a chopstick dish and urged: "Eat quickly, don't you always complain that you haven't eaten well since you came to Chen Guo?

Xiao Hongyingnunu's mouth, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she feasted on it.

Chen Xiaolin took in everything, he held the wine glass in his hand, and glanced gloomily at the dance floor.

The dancers on the dance floor change formation in an instant.

Wen Jinghua's back felt cold.

She subconsciously raised her head, and saw that the originally delicate dancing beauties had an extra sword in their hands at some point.

The sword that flashed with cold light danced in the hands of the beautiful woman I saw pity, one rigid and one soft, one fierce and one delicate, making people forget themselves.

Wen Jinghua smiled and drank all the wine in the cup, if they were all such beauties, she seemed to be able to understand why there were so many faint kings in history.

The dancer in the lead smiled at Wen Jinghua.

Wen Jinghua's eyes widened with a smile and surprise.

It's really strange that she is not a man, and there are still beauties who flatter her.

The dancer seemed to feel Wen Jinghua's surprise, and the sword in her hand gradually leaned towards Wen Jinghua.

Could it be that you want to give her a hug to a woman?

Wen Jinghua was very amused.

Chu Lingheng put down the chopsticks in his hand, and pressed his palm on the saber silently.

The uneasiness in Wen Jinghua's heart became even stronger.

The dancing girl was obviously smiling at her, and she was also dancing the sword to show her, but the blade of the sword was worthy of slashing Wen Jinghua's cheeks several times.

"Whoosh-"

The long sword broke through the air and came towards Wen Jinghua again.

It's just that this sword style is too slow, so slow that it can't hurt people at all, and no one will suspect that she really wants to hurt people.

Wen Jinghua tilted her head slightly and dodged again.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaolin laughed aloud at the right time: "Does the eldest princess know where this dancing girl comes from?"

"Where?"

Wen Jinghua's gaze moved away from the dancer and looked at Chen Xiaolin.

Chen Xiaolin's eyes flashed.

He tried his best to hide the anticipation and excitement on his face, and said as calmly as possible: "Big Liang." ”

Wen Jinghua's face sank.

Not only her, but Xiao Hongying and Bai Wu's faces immediately showed displeasure.

Even if it is a dancer in the court, it is also the most despicable role, Chen Xiaolin deliberately found a dancer from Daliang to dance in front of them, and it was clear that he was deliberately insulting.

Xiao Hongying's hands clenched suddenly, and when she opened her mouth, she wanted to sneer at each other, but she was held back by Bai Wuqi.

Everyone focused on arguing with Chen Xiaolin.

Wen Jinghua smiled decently, as if he was not unhappy at all, "The king is really good at telling jokes, what kind of Liang Chen Guo, if your country insists on not handing over Qi Yuanshen, I am afraid that our Liang will have another county..."

She slowly took the wine glass in her hand and looked at it, her eyes were full of rebelliousness, "At that time, no one will be able to say anything about 'you big beams'." ”

Chen Xiaolin's face turned blue with anger immediately.

He snorted coldly, curled the corners of his mouth fiercely, and smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

"Smack!"

With the crisp cracking sound of porcelain, Wen Jinghua was taken aback at first, and then saw that the originally weak and slow sword blade in the dancer's hand came like lightning with killing intent...