With the sound of drums, a group of musicians and dancers appeared on the stage, each performing their duties, playing music and dancing.

One of the most eye-catching is the dancers on the field.

Most of them are dressed in golden gauze clothes, layered, swirling and swinging, and their waists loom over.

The person leading the dance is dressed in vermilion, with a slender waist, light sleeves hanging to the ground, and the exposed half of the lotus root arm is white and crystalline, with the sound of silk and bamboo, the dance posture rises and falls, fluttering like a frightening Hong, like a swimming dragon, the dance posture is smart, and the body is as light as a swallow between spinning and jumping.

Many people on the field watched it fascinated.

Dongfang glanced at Jun Qing quietly, and when he saw that he was also looking towards the woman in red, he was unhappy in his heart: "Prime Minister, I want to drink tea." ”

The tone is a bit heavy.

The man came back to his senses, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly: "Okay, the minister will pour it for Your Majesty." ”

Dongfang Li took the white jade cup, straightened his face, and took a few sips seriously.

"What does the prime minister think of the Xichu woman?" The girl put down her teacup and looked at the dancers on the field.

Jun Qing didn't answer, but also followed his gaze, frowned and thought for a while: "The women of Xichu that Yichen has seen are delicate and delicate, graceful and graceful, can sing and dance, and Chu Chu is moving..."

Every time the man said a word, Dongfang Li's face turned dark, clenched the small fist under the table, and tried to make his voice the same as usual: "If the prime minister likes it, think of the monarch and the minister, and I can leave you behind." ”

Jun Qing's eyes crossed successfully, the five fingers were white and slender, and he took a sip of the wine glass, then looked at the jealous little woman, leaned close to her ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Your Majesty really has a heart, why don't you think about the monarch and the minister, and leave yourself to Weichen as soon as possible?" ”

The heat from the man's mouth rushed straight into his cochlea, causing a tingle.

Dongfang Liqiao's face climbed up a layer of crimson, and moved slightly to the side: "This is the Four Kingdoms Imperial Meeting, please pay attention to the Prime Minister's words and deeds!" ”

Jun lightly frowned, and the evil was sultry: "According to Your Majesty's intentions, if it weren't for the Four Kingdoms Meeting, the ministers wouldn't have to be measured?" Isn't Your Majesty ready? ”

The man's voice was low and bewitching, like an intoxicating wine.

Dongfang Li's ears trembled, and he moved a little to the side, but he didn't answer.

"It seems that Your Majesty has acquiesced. That being the case, when the court meeting is over, the ministers will do as you wish. ”

Ill-intentioned thoughts floated in Junqing's eyes, and those inky eyes seemed to be dyed with rose.

Beiming Linlang on the opposite side entered the room, and his eyes kept staring at each other for a moment, and at this moment, that little heart was pounding.

On the side, Bei Mingyu's nerves collapsed tightly, for fear that this imperial sister would commit a and make a fuss regardless of the occasion, then his Bei Mingyu's face would really be lost.

Dongfang Li turned slightly sideways, leaving only half of the man's side face, but the exposed ears were already red.

Chu Tianao, the first emperor of Western Chu, had a full view of the interaction between the two, and once again doubted the discord between the monarchs and ministers rumored by the outside world.

A pair of old eyes couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Is it not an illusion that the East is coming to confuse the enemy? So why did you change your mind halfway? Isn't that a wasted effort?

Or is everything in front of you an illusion? Tell the outside world that the East is coming together from top to bottom? And then fight in the nest?

The emperor of conspiracy theories did not find that his gaze stayed on Jun Qing and the two for a long time, which attracted many people's side eyes.

When Concubine Rong on the side saw it, her beautiful eyes turned, and she picked up the wine glass and smiled: "Your Majesty, the concubine will pour you wine." “