Chapter 332 Jealousy
People who had this idea jumped out excitedly.
"Your Majesty, I, Bai Yunfeng, would like to perform a dance for you. I hope Your Majesty will not despise me."
The young man who stepped forward first was dressed in white, had a thin figure, a graceful temperament, and a very good appearance.
This person is the grandson of General Bai's mansion and the nephew of the divorced former war king, Bai Wushuang.
Seeing that someone was willing to step forward, Empress Ji Yao would naturally not disagree.
At the end, Bai Yunfeng performed the Bai Lu Dance. Her white clothes were misty, her long sleeves were flying, and her extraordinary temperament was really amazing.
If there is one, there will be two. With Minister Lin and General Bai's son leading the way, the young masters behind will naturally no longer be timid.
……
The beauties before him were so stunning that they dazzled him. Ashina drank his wine and looked at them in fascination.
Ji Yao, who was sitting on the dragon throne, naturally paid attention to Ashina's expression. Seeing how Ashina was obsessed with beauty, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and she was very satisfied.
During this time, Ji Lening stared at the performance below with disdain.
However, his eyes turned and he looked up in the direction of Di Ran, and what he saw was incredible!
When did King Beichen start hugging Ji Yunxie?
Are these dead people blind?
I didn’t see any one?
Looking at the two people's intimate behavior without paying attention to others, Ji Lening's eyes turned red and almost spit fire.
His hands were clenched tightly under his sleeves, and he couldn't hide the jealousy in his heart.
Bitch!
She actually seduced King Beichen in public, what a shameless vixen!
Ji Lening didn't expect that King Beichen would be so young!
At first he thought he was old and ugly, or at least as old as his mother, or ugly in appearance.
But I didn't expect that she was not only young, but also extremely beautiful, not to mention her noble status.
The Regent, whose status is second only to his mother, is a person whom even his mother has to respect.
How could such a person be so attractive to that little bitch Ji Yunxie!
How could he accept this? !
Why would such an ugly and disabled person with such a bad reputation marry such a person?
The future King of Beichen?
Why should he?
Does he deserve it?
The more Ji Lening thought about it, the more jealous she felt, and her beautiful face became a little distorted.
It's just that everyone was watching the show and didn't notice him.
Ji Lening's angry eyes swept across the audience and paused at the performer. His eyes turned slightly, as if he had thought of a good idea, and his thin lips curled up slightly.
He whispered a few words to the palace servants behind him, then asked for instructions from his father and left quietly.
On the spacious stage, a man in a blue suit looks as graceful as a startled swan, agile, elegant and graceful.
As the music played, he swung the sword in his hand nimbly, and his figure moved slowly like a light cloud and spun quickly like a whirlwind.
The sword dance was performed so smoothly and in so many different postures that it was truly eye-opening.
"Good! This sword dance is both hard and soft, and the man is gentle and graceful without losing his bloodiness. Master Ning is worthy of being born into a military family. A tiger mother will not have a dog son."
Ji Yao's eyes were filled with amazement, and the emperor looked very pleased.
"Your Majesty praised it immediately."
The man dancing with the sword, Ning Qianqiu, the eldest grandson of the great general Ning Beiyu, smiled reservedly, put his sword behind his back, and nodded neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"Haha~"
Ji Yao was in a happy mood and rewarded Ning Qianqiu with many jade artifacts.
Ji Yao looked at Ashina and the others and asked, "Princess Ashina, what do you think of my son from Dong Zhou?"
After these words were spoken, the faces of many ministers changed slightly.
Some people carefully turned to the right, but were surprised to see that he looked calm, no longer as gloomy as before.
Do you feel like the right hon. has become a different person?
It's such an important day now, concerning the Third Prince's marriage, how can you be so calm?
Could it be that the Right Prime Minister who argued in the Imperial Study a few days ago was a fake?
However, some smart people, after carefully thinking about the fact that His Majesty cared about the actions before and after the banquet, could easily guess what the Right Prime Minister was thinking.
It's simply the same plan as Your Majesty.
If Princess Ashina took a fancy to any of these noble sons from famous families, she would directly give him the title of prince and send him to marry into the Zangrong clan.
In this way, the Third Prince would naturally not have to marry a foreign prince.
(End of this chapter)
