The more junior officials in Xingzhou are, the more likely they are locals; the more senior officials are, the more likely they are "demoted" from other places.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a woman who can follow her husband to this place has shared the joys and sorrows.

His official career is not going well, if he separates from his wife again, wouldn't it be life-threatening?

Sima could already guess what Princess Xuan would say next.

They will probably ask him, "Does your wife know it or not?"

Whether he knows it or not, he will definitely tell his wife in the end.

Why is this so?

Why is this so!

Sima was about to cry but had no tears. He had never thought about how the trouble today ended up like this.

"Princess, I'm the official... I'm the official..." How should I defend myself?

Qian Zixu looked at it and hated the iron in his heart.

No wonder you are only qualified to be Xingzhou officials!

Lu Shuyi, who was already seated, also frowned secretly. She also felt bad in her heart. Although Xingzhou officials were weak and powerless, they were still court officials. Is Princess Xuan really not afraid of being known as a jealous and pampered shrew?

Lu Shuyi suppressed her impending thoughts and told herself again and again that Xue Qingyin was different from her, different... There is not only one solution to everything in the world.

But she couldn't help but feel strong curiosity...

Has Xue Qingyin thought about how it will end?

"It seems that Sima and I have very similar preferences." Xue Qingyin said slowly.

ah?

Sima raised his head in shock.

Others were also stunned.

Sima's waist, which had already bowed deeply, straightened up again.

"Put Sima's position below me and watch this dance with me." Xue Qingyin followed closely and said.

Sima took one breath and was halfway through his breathing before it got stuck in his throat again.

Without turning around to look, Sima could sense the coldness His Highness Prince Xuan cast on him.

"Xiaguan...Xiaguan doesn't dare."

"Why are you so polite, Sima?"

Sima was about to cry but had no tears. He was so tortured that he had no choice but to turn around and said, "Please first ask His Highness King Xuan to take a seat."

King Xuan raised his eyelids and said in a cold tone: "Since the princess has ordered you to sit down, how can you not obey?"

"Yes, yes..."

The rest of the people lowered their heads, feeling sympathy in their hearts. But they were more thankful.

You must have a better memory next time, but you must not fall into Sima's situation!

I'm afraid that he will be "remembered" by King Xuan in the next few years.

Sima tried to struggle: "Then Your Highness..."

Xue Qingyin tilted her head in this room and asked doubtfully: "But where is the place for His Highness here?"

Everyone was shocked, and they all looked at the position beneath Xue Qingyin.

This is the main position.

This is the position of His Highness!

Judging from Princess Xuan's tone, she was deliberately refusing to give in.

When Sima heard this, he felt a great struggle between heaven and man.

He wanted to ask someone to add a desk at the main seat, but he thought again and again...

That's all, now it's time for His Highness Prince Xuan to take over the anger.

For a moment, no one dared to speak out and "stand up" for His Highness King Xuan.

The dancing girl was driven back to the field again.

New dishes and cups were also delivered to Xue Qingyin. She shook the cup and saw the golden brown wine swirling in it, exuding a rich aroma.

The silk music then played again.

The dancer waved her arms stiffly, but did not dare to twist her waist any more.

"Reward!" Xue Qingyin said loudly.

Reward? Reward to whom?

Everyone was at a loss when they saw Princess Xuan raising her hand and placing a lot of gold coins into the plate. What a grand gesture!

The royal guards carried the tray to the dancing girls and distributed the gold coins to them.

They held this small, but extremely valuable thing tightly in their fingers, fear and surprise intertwined in their hearts.

They thought, princess? Is she the wife of the emperor's son?

They have never seen such a mistress... She didn't attack them, but even got a reward!

Even if I ask them to dance a few more times until they are exhausted, they are still willing to do so!

"What else can you dance?"

They heard the princess sitting on the main seat ask lazily.

"I don't know many concubines, but I would like to dance a spring oriole for the princess."

The oriole's song is a soft dance.

Soft and gentle.

Just as Xue Qingyin was about to speak again, King Xuan suddenly strode to her side, lifted her up and sat on it himself.

Then he pressed Xue Qingyin on his knees.

As a result, two people were squeezed out of one position above the main seat.

Xue Qingyin:?

This is cheating!

The others looked at this scene, dumbfounded.

But the problem is solved...

Xue Qingyin turned her head: "Don't you think it's a bit inappropriate, Your Highness?"

King Xuan lowered his voice and asked her expressionlessly: "When did Yin Yin become decent?"

Xue Qingyin:?

You slandered me again, right?

The dancer on the other side asked weakly: "Princess, do you want me to continue dancing?"

Xue Qingyin leaned half of her body on the table, leaned forward and said, "Jump."

As she finished speaking, she felt King Xuan's hand tighten around her waist.

Xue Qingyin seemed unaware and continued to ask the dancer: "Would you like to dance?"

The leading dancer was greatly surprised, but she still nodded: "Yes." "It's just that I haven't danced in a few years, so I'm afraid I won't be able to dance well."

"It doesn't matter, I love watching this." Xue Qingyin smiled.

The so-called Huntuo dance originally refers to the Pohan Hu opera spread from the Western Regions.

However, after being improved and mixed, it was gradually used to refer to sword dance.

This was exactly why the dancing girl was so surprised.

They dance countless tender dances, all to please men. Helpless, this is their way of survival.

But today, someone asked them to dance again...

Not long after, the sword was brought up.

These women with soft waists held swords in their hands and started dancing again. Their aura changed, and their postures were powerful, like Qi penetrating a rainbow.

The atmosphere in the venue suddenly changed.

King Xuan's face brightened slightly.

"Yin Yin really likes to watch this dance?"

Xue Qingyin: "Hmm."

He seemed a bit indifferent.
To be continued...