'It's over, it's all over.'

The handsome book boy transformed by the old man Tianli was now lowering his head and following behind Xuanyuan Huangdi and Fenghou, he entered the gate of Zuiyue Tower.

Huangdi Xuanyuan was quite generous. The old butler he pretended to be was taking out a bag of high-grade spiritual stones. The maid in charge of receiving them had a slight shake in her body and quickly invited the three of them to the private room on the third floor underground.

Feng Hou said: "Just prepare some songs and dances, I like something more elegant."

The maid hurriedly said: "I understand, I understand, just don't worry, I will make appropriate arrangements for your distinguished guest."

Not long after, the three of them were sitting in the elegant room on the third floor, watching a group of graceful women dancing.

Feng Hou sat alone on the main seat, with beautiful women serving on both sides.

Huangdi Xuanyuan sat in the corner, refusing to be accompanied by the woman, and slowly sipped a cup of tea. The book boy sat next to him.

Sitting like this seems normal to others.

The three masters and servants came here to have fun, and the old servant and the book boy were just watching. How could they be treated like the master's family?

Old man Tianli sent a message and asked: "Your Majesty, do you want to change a batch for you?"

"What to change? Sing and dance?"

Emperor Xuanyuan smiled and shook his head:

"I've seen too much of this, and I really can't get excited. Why don't we come and have a group of men dance the war dance."

Old Man Tianli took the opportunity to report: "Your Majesty, ASEAN is actually not that chaotic. Don't listen to Qingsu's nonsense. She has never had contact with the top leaders of ASEAN."

"Yeah?"

Xuanyuan Huangdi narrowed his eyes and said:

"ASEAN members are all soldiers who follow me in the war, and they are not talented in governing the world. It is natural to make some mistakes and there is nothing to worry about.

"Dali, do you think ASEAN needs to make some changes now?"

"This should make some changes," Old Man Tianli whispered, "The general is willing to guarantee with his life that all ASEAN members will be loyal to Your Majesty."

"I know this, there is no need to be so formal."

Emperor Xuanyuan put down his teacup, tapped on the table, and said with a smile:

"Then Li Ping'an is on the next floor, let's take a look first."

Old Man Tianli was stunned for a moment, carefully explored, and saw a familiar figure.

He hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the one wearing the half-face armor is Li Ping'an. This is his false identity, called Mo Wenqing. It was the identity he used when he was working at the grassroots level in ASEAN."

Xuanyuan Huangdi was a little confused: "Go to the grassroots level?"

Tianli whispered: "That is, go to the yamen at the bottom of the ASEAN headquarters to work, gain experience, and observe the operation of ASEAN."

Xuanyuan Huangdi raised his eyebrows slightly: "No wonder he can make such new policies. He is indeed a young man valued by senior Yun Zhongzi."

Old Man Tianli breathed a sigh of relief.

It's better that Your Majesty didn't ask more about ASEAN.

Those few words that Qing Su just said almost wiped out the ASEAN senior leaders!

Old Man Tianli knew it very well. Even though His Majesty is so kind and gentle now, if Your Majesty gets angry, blood will splash on the tent and Jinxian will die.

Suddenly Xuanyuan Huangdi frowned and muttered: "Why are his songs and dances so much better than ours? This Zuiyue Tower also divides the guests into three, six or nine grades?"

"ah?"

Old Man Tianli was caught off guard and quickly lowered his head to observe.

…

In a secret room on the fourth floor underground, four or five musicians were playing harp and flute from the corner, and six women in neon clothes with slicked-down hair were dancing gracefully with pipa in their hands.

They are constantly turning, their skirts are like blooming peonies, and their graceful figures are like charming flower buds.

However, the male cultivator who was enjoying the dancing of the dancers was already a little impatient.

‘What the hell is Sun Yingying doing?’

Li Ping'an sat behind the low table, took a sip of tea.

This has been an hour and a half.

He has been watching the song and dance. The dancers have rotated seven times and the dance types have changed fourteen times. Sun Yingying is still missing.

Moreover, most of these dancing women are young girls trained by Zuiyue Tower who have not yet left the palace.

Are you asking him to be a singing and dancing examiner?

Do you want to give these women a score?

Li Ping'an secretly reflected that it might be that his 'Second Brother Mo' was too talkative the first two times, but now he is being teased like this.

These songs and dances are all good to watch, but he still has a lot of things to do behind him, and he also wants to enjoy a few days of vacation and bask in the sun at the beach.

How can a man be wasting his time here?

——The main thing is, if you calculate the time, Ning Ning may be there soon.

Li Ping'an stood up and scolded: "Sun Yingying! If you keep hiding from me, you and I won't have to see each other more in the future!"

The musician's music suddenly became chaotic. The dancer stopped in panic and looked at Li Ping'an at a loss.

At this moment, a ray of sound penetrated into the ears of these musicians, and a faint singing voice appeared in the corridor outside the door.

The musician changed the tune, and a woman lowered her head to play the piano, which produced the sound of tinkling springs.

The dancers bowed their heads, raised their cloud sleeves, and left quickly.

The jingle of a silver bell came from the door, and a jade foot popped out from the side. Before it fell, the crystal clear toes were coated with light red powder, like ripe red fruits.

The jade feet dangle lightly, attracting people's attention.

Boom!

A musician suddenly knocked on the tambourine, tapped his jade feet lightly on the ground, rotated slightly, and pulled the graceful figure from outside the door to the door frame.

If not Sun Yingying, who is she?

Sun Yingying dressed up nicely today, wearing a long skirt made of tulle, trousers and a coat made of red gauze, with silver bells wrapped around her ankles and wrists.

She covered her true face with the most ordinary red gauze, her beautiful eyes looked a bit shy, and with the cheerful drumming of the tambourine, her delicate hands and legs swayed with a crisp sound.

Four dancers in similar costumes entered and danced with Sun Yingying.

The fire-like enthusiasm rushed towards my face.

Li Pingan sat back calmly and looked helplessly at Sun Yingying, who was concentrating on dancing.

In the private room upstairs.

Huangdi Xuanyuan nodded slowly and said with a smile: "This is how a human woman should be. I have the courage to pursue the man I like, and there is no need to be shy... so powerful."

Old man Tianli said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, the general is here."

"Briefly analyze the meaning of this dance and write a 300-word poem."

"Ah? Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the last general is a military commander!"

"It's just a joke, you are so scared, hahaha!"

Huangdi Xuanyuan raised his hand to stroke his beard, and asked Old Man Tianli to continue to lower his head and watch the dance.

Fenghou sat on the main seat, frowned and glanced at the corner, shook her head slightly, and continued to concentrate on admiring the dancing postures of the dancers in front of her.

After watching this for a while, the song and dance below has passed its climax, and the rhythm of the music has changed from brisk and lively to melodious and lingering.

Four young women pushed Sun Yingying forward. Sun Yingying lowered her head and bit her lip, as if someone had accidentally pushed her down, and she threw herself straight into the arms of Mo Wenqing.

Xuanyuan Huangdi curled his lips when he saw it.

Just an ordinary girl's trick.

Unexpectedly, Li Ping'an, the 'Mo Wenqing' below, stood up and turned half a circle, while Sun Yingying's weak body fell on the soft cushion, with a miserable look on her face.

Li Ping'an scolded: "Have you had enough fun? You all get off!"

The four girls covered their mouths and chuckled. The musicians in the corner quickly stood up holding their instruments, and quickly left the secret room. They closed the door and restarted the formation.

Sun Yingying just lay on the soft cushion, raised her hand to support her chin, puffed up the corners of her mouth, and said depressedly: "Brother Qingqing, it took me half an hour to make new clothes, and it took an hour to choreograph a new dance."

"That's why you made me wait for an hour and a half?"

Li Pingan swept his sleeves and sat across from the low table.

His eyes unconsciously passed over Sun Yingying's graceful back and buttocks, and he immediately looked away and whispered: "Sit up, what do you look like like this?"

"It seems like I like you."

Sun Yingying smiled softly like water, like a spiritual snake, swimming over from the side.

Li Pingan put his hands on the ground and moved quickly.

The two of them were actually in this position, chasing and escaping twice.
To be continued...