Xuanyuan Yao's slender fingers gently turned the white jade wine cup, glanced deeply at Murong Qianqian, and then said indifferently to Nan Lingqi: "The queen is absolutely right. If Emperor Tianchen has such a need, I will You can always be satisfied.”

The corners of Nan Lingqi's lips twitched, but the five fingers in her sleeves were tightly pulled into fists, "The Emperor is so enthusiastic, so naturally I will not refuse." But his eyes were fixed on Murong Qianqian.

Murong Qianqian didn't take it seriously when Nan Lingqi stared at her like this. In fact, she didn't hear the sarcasm in Nan Lingqi's words just now. She only reacted when she saw Xuanyuan Yao's face darken a little.

She felt that although Xuanyuan Yao was not a good husband, the emperor had nothing to say, and as the mother of a country, she should step forward.

She didn't know if it was because of her clever actions that saved Xuanyuan Yao a lot of face. At this moment, she actually saw the other party giving her a wink when no one was paying attention.

There was a sudden "bang" in her mind, and she felt like her soul had been taken away.

The ice cube man can actually wink at me. Damn it, does her eye cramp up? Do you want to seduce her with such blood?

Murong Qianqian felt her head buzzing and her whole body felt as hot as if it was being roasted by fire. Then, warm liquid seemed to flow out from her nose.

At this time, a big hand with clear joints held out a white handkerchief. Xuanyuan Yao moved his head slightly closer and said evilly: "Qianqian, are you excited too early?"

Huh?

Murong Qianqian covered her nose and glanced at Xuanyuan Yao inexplicably, turning the words over and over before realizing that he was talking about going to bed tonight.

She swallowed subconsciously, and was about to say something, but she felt that two eyes on the left and right beside her seemed to be scorching her.

She shuddered suddenly and explained: "Your Majesty, you have been working hard every night recently. Although I am willing to serve you, my skills are not as good as those of other concubines. Why don't you let Concubine Meng or Concubine Zhen serve you?"

Xuanyuan Yao held his head with one hand and looked at her teasingly: "I~ have always trusted the skills Qianqian said."

"Poof~" It seemed like someone was spraying wine.

"Bang~" It seemed like someone fell off the chair.

Murong Qianqian was struck by a bolt from the blue, and her heart was "thumping~thumping~thumping..."

Is this such a trick? What she is talking about is the foot massage. What is Xuanyuan Yao thinking about killing a thousand swords? Is she so lustful in his mind?

Okay, maybe she did things that made Xuanyuan Yao misunderstood a few times, but she was completely pure, both physically and mentally.

Just as the heart was throbbing, the actors on the Yunxuan Palace stage finished their performance.

Nan Ling straightened her python robe, stood up and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, your Xuanying Kingdom's performance should only be like this. It really disappoints me."

Without waiting for Xuanyuan Yao to make any reply, he continued: "But this time on the way to Xuanying, I was worried that the journey would be too boring, so I took a few dancing girls with me.

The banquet is in full swing today, so I, the emperor, added the icing on the cake and ordered a dancer to dance a dance to add to the fun." After saying this, he clapped his hands twice.

I have always heard that the women of Tianchen Kingdom are extremely talented, especially their singing and dancing. Their graceful dancing has made many heroes in the world crazy about them.

When the ministers in the palace heard that they had the opportunity to meet this legendary dancer, they all immediately became interested and stretched their necks to look towards the entrance of the palace.

However, the woman from Pingting did not walk in at the entrance of the palace as expected, but the musician plucked the strings and played a melodious tune.

There was a lingering sound, but there was a slight commotion in the palace.

At this time, a wisp of gauze suddenly fell from the sky above the stage, and the bright white light danced like a curtain of dream.

As the white gauze slowly fell to the ground, a woman seemed to emerge from the scroll, her graceful and slender figure flying from outside the palace door.

The woman is also wearing a long white dress, with light hibiscus patterns embroidered on the sleeves. The clothes are as thin as cicada wings and flutter gently in the wind.

The woman's face was covered with a mint green gauze scarf, so she couldn't see her appearance clearly, but her eyes were so charming that they seemed to steal people's hearts.

Her three-inch golden lotus landed lightly on the ground, and did not stop dancing, slowly twisting and spinning in the melodious tune.

Murong Qianqian is also a person who has seen the world. She thinks that she has seen countless dances, but this dance is breathtaking.

She still remembered the stunning dance of the dragon in "The Legend of Zhen Huan", but compared with the dance of the woman in front of her, she felt that it was neither shocking nor spectacular.

The woman's body is as light as a swallow, dancing like a white butterfly, or like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world and dances to the song.

Cen Shen's poem "Tian Shijun's Beauty Dances Like a Lotus in Beiyuan Song" describes: "The beauty dances like a lotus whirling, and the world has never seen it." This is probably the case.

Murong Qianqian stared blankly for a long time. She suddenly felt that she could be so fascinated by a woman like her. This woman was very attractive.

Then I thought about it, what about Xuanyuan Yao?

Subconsciously turning his head, he saw Xuanyuan Yao leaning slightly on the dragon chair, holding a white jade wine cup in his hand and turning it nonchalantly.

There was nothing unusual about his expression, he still had the same signature smile, but his pair of narrow eyes clearly reflected the graceful figure of the woman.

For some reason, Murong Qianqian felt sour in her heart. It was probably because the dish she just ate had some extra seasonings such as soy sauce, vinegar, etc.

"Your Majesty, your wine has been poured." She muttered softly.

But I don't know whether it was because her voice was too soft, or the musician's plucked strings were too loud, or Xuanyuan Yao's soul had been taken away, in short, the other party seemed to have not heard her.

Murong Qianqian grinded her silver teeth loudly, bit her lip and cursed, is Xuanyuan Yao, who has killed a thousand swords, so lost his soul? How beautiful is this woman, can she be more beautiful than her?

At the moment when she was lost in thought, the figure of the woman in white spun lightly and landed in front of her and Xuanyuan Yao's table, her wide sleeves dancing.

Murong Qianqian was caught off guard by the white shadow in front of her. She jumped, sat upright and said, "What are you going to do!" Could it be an assassination often shown on TV?

As soon as the thought flashed, Murong Qianqian didn't care about being in the public, and jumped onto Xuanyuan Yao, hugging him like an octopus, "Yao Yao, don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Murong Qianqian felt that in such a dangerous moment, she could still stand in front of Xuanyuan Yao heroically, and she admired herself very much.
Chapter completed!