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"Don't look, I'm already here. Su Moliang was supported by Zixi, lifted his skirt and collapsed into the hall, and indifferently appeared in everyone's sight.

Today, she is wearing a lilac dress, although she is wearing a veil, she can't hide her clear eyes, like a clear spring, clear and smart, seductive.

The curved willow eyebrows and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the white veil on the cheeks swept in anticipation, bringing a soft and delicate beauty.

A black and shiny hair fell down naturally, as smooth and soft as black brocade, and there were no ornaments on his head, only a cheap hairpin, which did not seem to come from Bei'an, but from Cangyuan.

From the moment everyone saw Su Moliang, they saw that she had been wearing the same hairpin, although they didn't know the reason, but for these women who can change more than a dozen headdresses every day, Su Moliang's move is simply unkempt and disgraceful.

But they didn't know the meaning of this hairpin to Su Moliang, this was a gift from Jun Haocang to her, although it was cheap, but in Su Moliang's mind, all the accessories in the world were not as precious as it.

Fortunately, Su Moliang has a good appearance and temperament, even if she wears cheap things that can't be put on the table, she can always wear her charm.

Bei Hanyu hadn't seen her for a few days, and these days he had been restraining his desire to find her, deliberately putting his mind on Yin Jiyue's body, but now that he saw her, he couldn't help but feel his heart beating faster and feeling excited.

This is the feeling that I don't have with Yoon Jiyue.

Even though she is wearing a veil, she is still breathtakingly beautiful.

As soon as she appeared, she was like the stars and the moon, indescribably dazzling and fresh, glamorous, and the women in the audience were instantly eclipsed.

Seeing this, Yin Jiyue's fingers under the cuffs were quietly clenched, but her face was gently aroused: "Miss Xia, you are finally here, everyone is waiting for you alone." ”

Yin Jiyue seemed to greet unintentionally, but there was a meaning of causing public outrage in her words.

Su Moliang, as a concubine, was so late for such a big event as the prince's birthday, and it was really unreasonable for the prince to wait for her.

Sure enough, these words not only caused dissatisfaction among other women, but also made Bei Hanyu, who was immersed in her beauty, darken her face.

Su Moliang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yin Jiyue, a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes, and then sat down to the side of him, ignoring her warm greeting at all.

She really doesn't have a good impression of Yin Jiyue, the Oscar-winning actress, and now she can't defeat her, so she can only ignore it.

Yin Jiyue didn't expect Xia Qingxuan to be so faceless, and she would be embarrassed in public, and the hatred in her heart was like a plant in a tropical rainforest, growing wildly.

But even so, the smile on her face froze for a moment, and she quickly returned to normal.

Then he looked at Bei Hanyu and said softly: "Lord Wang, everyone is here, the birthday banquet can begin." ”

When Bei Hanyu heard this, he nodded slightly, and said loudly: "Serve!"

In a short time, the maid of the palace came up with all kinds of dishes, and put them in front of each lady one by one.

Su Moliang was not in the mood to participate in the birthday banquet, and planned to leave after eating, so regardless of the surprised eyes of others, he picked up the chopsticks and started to move.

Zixi, who was following beside her, turned pale with surprise, looked at Bei Hanyu's darkening face, pinched her sweat fiercely, and leaned over to her side to remind in a whisper: "Miss Xia, you haven't celebrated your birthday yet, why are you eating!"

Su Mo raised his eyebrows, and his expression jumped a little impatient.

This dish has come up, and it still doesn't let people eat it, I don't know if it's tossing people.

When the other women saw Su Moliang's uncontrollable style, they all covered their mouths and snickered.

"Hahaha, it's really a who has never seen the world. ”

"Yes, I really don't know how the prince could fall in love with this kind of person and bring her back to the house. ”

Hearing everyone's discussions, Song Yuwei showed the posture of a side concubine and said loudly to the sisters: "Today's birthday of the prince, today will be the first to congratulate the prince on his birthday by the palace." ”

As she spoke, she got up gracefully and walked to the center of the hall, raised her arm and patted it lightly twice, and saw two maidservants carrying a small table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone placed in front of her, and quickly spread out the white paper for her.

Subsequently, Song Yuwei held the pen in her sleeves, splashed ink, the penmanship was beautiful, the handwriting was vigorous and powerful, not like the average lady, the pen was like flowing water, the pen was suppressed and frustrated, and the priority of the book was vividly and exquisitely, which was breathtaking.

Within a moment, a couplet of birthday greetings jumped on the paper, and I saw Song Yuwei put down the ink pen, slowly got up, and asked the maid to present: "Lord, the concubine presents a small skill of carving insects, congratulations to the prince on a happy birthday, auspiciousness and health." ”

Bei Hanyu looked at the pen and ink presented and nodded appreciatively: "The concubine has a heart." ”

This is the first time in this period of time that Bei Hanyu has smiled at her, and Song Yuwei is simply flattered and ecstatic.

It seems that today's gift has been chosen in the right place.

Su Moliang didn't expect Concubine Song to look at such a dignified and boring person, but she could write well, and sure enough, the title of the prime minister's daughter was not in vain.

Seeing this, Lou Feisu snorted coldly unconvinced, then stood up, and blessed Beihan Yu: "Lord, the concubine has also prepared a gift for you, I hope the prince likes it." ”

Saying that, Lou Feisu ignored Song Yuwei's jealous gaze, and walked to the center of the hall with her chest up.

Then, I saw her take the silver sword handed by the maid and start wielding it.

Su Moliang knew at a glance that she was performing a sword dance.

The sword dance is a combination of strength and softness, with continuous movements, such as Changhong swimming dragon, beginning and end one after another, and like flowing water, uniform and tough, with the ultimate softness. However, the moves are fast and agile, the posture is calm and sharp when stationary, and the sprint is strong and handsome.

I heard that Lou Feixu is already an early emperor spirit master, and he has an absolute advantage in martial arts moves.

Su Moliang looked at her vigorous and feminine posture, and couldn't help but think of a poem - like Yi Yi shooting nine sunsets, like the emperor of the group of dragons. Come like thunder to collect anger, like the river and the sea condense the light!

Bei Hanyu is a military general, and he is naturally very interested in sword dance, and Lou Feixu can be regarded as the right medicine, which just pleases him.

I saw that Bei Hanyu smiled a little more than before.

After Lou Feixu's performance, Mu Shiyin, who is also a talented girl, also performed playing the piano and singing, while Kong Lingyun performed dancing, no matter who it was, the talents presented were extraordinarily eye-catching, and Bei Hanyu also nodded frequently with satisfaction.

However, when it was Yin Jiyue's turn, it was a little difficult.

"Lord Wang, the performances of several sisters are so exciting, I can't take the gifts of the concubines. "Yin Jiyue is the daughter of a farmer on the border, and she can't compare to the versatile ladies, every time she encounters such an occasion, she is embarrassed.

Because she really doesn't have any talent, if she performs, I'm afraid she will laugh and be generous.