Among those who looked at it, there were amazing, curious, greedy, and more covetous.

Ji Xuanling's red dress is very well covered and exposed, sexy and charming, but not and exposed.

Being stared at by so many people, Ji Xuanling did not feel a trace of discomfort.

After all, she used to be a modern person, and she wore more shorter clothes and skirts than this, so what was it to wear a long bandeau dress that outlined the curves?

Ji Xuanling hooked the corners of her lips and showed a just right smile, which seemed to be unintentional, but it was extraordinarily sultry.

Isn't Lin Yisheng going to have this effect? She will fulfill him and make it the most seductive.

At this time, among the many greedy and coveted eyes, an extraordinarily hot gaze stared at her.

There was anger in that gaze, like a bomb that could explode at any moment, very dazzling.

However, Ji Xuanling pretended not to see it, she folded her hands on her waist, her knees were slightly blessed, and she slowly saluted the Beichen monarch on the main seat.

"Bye..."

As soon as Ji Xuanling's first word came out, all the words that followed were interrupted.

"Go down! What are you dressed like this for such a solemn occasion? You go down for me!"

Lin Yisheng under the main seat suddenly stood up, and a violent snowstorm was brewing in his deep eyes.

He stared at Ji Xuanling tightly, as if he wanted to stare a blood hole from her.

Lin Yisheng's anger made many people present silent.

The surroundings were quiet, and Lin Yisheng's aura was fully opened, oppressing the entire banquet to the point that it was breathless.

It seems that Lin Yisheng at this time has mastered the entire Beichen regime, and his joy and anger have been able to deter almost everyone.

At this time, no one dared to provoke Lin Yisheng, and Ji Xuanling was the one who was bold.

"Back to the prince, isn't this what you sent the palace maid to let me wear before?"

Ji Xuanling blinked her big smart eyes, looking innocent and confused, and a little at a loss.

Lin Yisheng saw it in his eyes, angry in his heart, and his eyes narrowed.

Ji Xuanling had no doubt that if Beichen Guojun wasn't here, he would rush over and tear her up now.

"Nonsense, how could I let you wear this, come on, take her down, lock her up for me!"

"Yes, Prince!"

Ji Xuanling saw that the guards behind her were about to rush up and grab her, her eyes widened, revealing an extremely panicked look.

"Prince, I, what did I do wrong?"

Ji Xuanling took two steps back, cleverly avoiding the guards who came up to catch her.

She turned her head to look at Beichen Guojun, showing a pitiful look, and sent him a plea for help.

"Your Majesty, the people are ignorant, and ask the emperor for forgiveness. ”

Seeing the charming and touching and pitiful Ji Xuanling, no man can hold it, let alone the monarch of Beichen who is sitting on the beauty of the country.

He has the supreme ruling power of Beichen Kingdom, and he can save people if he wants to, not to mention that the other party is still a beauty he likes.

It's like a delicate red rose, which is dazzling and fascinating.

"Stop!"

Beichen Guojun waved his hand: "Go down." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

The guards all went down, Ji Xuanling still looked panicked, and she hurriedly saluted the monarch of Beichen.

"Thank you for your magnanimity. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”