"Can you not go to the dance?"
"No, my feet are itchy."
"Your poisonous injury may flare up at any time. What if it happens? The hall is full of enemies, and you won't be able to get away. Be good, stay safe for now. I promise you, don't care if he is Xuanyuan Da or Xuanyuan Er, the youngest of the Xuanyuan family. Boy, will I kill you all sooner or later?"
"I can kill myself right away. Xuanyuan Da, Xuanyuan Er, all come to my bowl."
"Ah... are you hungry? I'll feed you next time?"
"good."
After the nonsensical conversation, there was a moment of silence, and there was a sound of oil pan, filling the room with a hot and fresh aroma.
Mrs. Yao sat beside her with a black face, watching that strange pair of robbers eating under her room.
After Yeluqi woke up, trying to persuade Jing Hengbo to no avail, he suddenly asked Mrs. Yao for a batch of ingredients, saying that it was Chinese New Year today, and he would make a New Year's Eve dinner for Jing Hengbo.
Mrs. Yao was very surprised that he was still thinking about the New Year's Eve dinner at this time, and even more surprised that Jing Hengbo actually applauded and clamored for him to cook.
Are these people made of nerve iron? Cooking while discussing harming others?
Mrs. Yao felt more and more that this couple should not be offended, they were both perverted.
Of course, she didn't dare to offend her, because after Yeluqi woke up, he forced her to take a medicine, and now her and the servant girl's lives are in the hands of these two people.
The beef bone soup is white and oily, rolling with a thick layer of red oil foam, and the white and firm noodles are rolling in the soup like ribbons. The noodles shrink even more. After three rolls, put the noodles into a large blue and white porcelain bowl, scoop up the hot and mellow soup, sprinkle with chopped green onion, red chili oil, and put the thinly sliced and transparent Dengying beef in a neat row. The aroma penetrated into the nose very penetratingly, and the eyes of everyone in the room were watery.
The first bowl was naturally given to Jing Hengbo. She was already hungry, and Xilihulu ate without raising her head.
"Fragrant! Good craftsmanship! Yeluqi, if you are down and out, you can support yourself by selling noodles!" Jing Hengbo quickly emptied half of the bowl with such a big face.
"My sister taught me, she's said everything you said." Yeluqi wouldn't let Mrs. Yao go under him, and waved his hand to signal her to eat himself. He was seriously injured, and he didn't eat meat, so he leaned back on the bedding In the morning, she watched Jing Hengbo eat noodles a little tiredly, and saw the crystal clear sweat on Jing Hengbo's forehead, so he gently wiped it off with a handkerchief.
"Don't you feel ashamed of selling noodles?" Jing Hengbo looked at him with a smile.
"If you chew grass roots, you can do everything." Yeluqi smiled lazily, "Besides, I'm not really a rich man."
"oh?"
"I'm an adopted son." Yeluqi waved his hand to make Mrs. Yao go away, and then said calmly, "Only the sister of Xunru's family is the real member of Yelu's family."
Jing Hengbo suddenly realized, and finally understood why the Yelu family treated Yeluqi so harshly, but then again, the Yelu family did not treat Yelu Xunru any better.
"The Yelu family is really cultivating the eldest son Yelu Yang, and the third son Yelutan is really counted on." Yeluqi smiled slightly, "Yelu Yang is the most noble son of the Yelu family, and it is said that the position of the national teacher must belong to him. But he got a strange disease when he was ten years old, and he has not recovered yet. Therefore, he has to wait for the third son to find a way to cure him after he has learned a lot from Jiuchong Tianmen, and he will enter the political arena after he is cured. Therefore, at the beginning, the Yelu family was discussing who would do it. At the time of the Zuo Guoshi, everyone fought fiercely at the beginning. It almost caused a **** incident. Later, the elders said that the Guoshi was only temporarily acting on behalf of the eldest son. Immediately, no one robbed them. You also know that it must be very difficult and costly to maintain the family status, to deal with various forces in Dige, and to fight against a powerful enemy like Gong Yin. With so much price, who will give it to Yeluyang to make wedding clothes for others after making the results?"
Jing Hengbo nodded, thinking that it is true that this national teacher is not easy to do, and to some extent the difficulty is higher than that of Gong Yin, and there are too many forces to check the balance, and he must protect himself. It's no wonder that when Yeluqi was in Dige, he always left a three-point margin in his shots, as if he didn't try his best. Obviously, if he tried his best to seize the power, he would immediately hand it over to Yeluyang, and he would probably be cunning and dead. He could only do half of it and keep the situation balanced so that he could live longer.
Under Gong Yin's power politics, the effort to maintain this balance is very unreasonable.
In the past, she still thought that Yeluqi must not be Gong Yin's opponent, and she was always at a disadvantage, but now she felt, maybe, this guy has been hiding his clumsiness and intends to back down?
"Although no one is robbing, but the candidate is still hard to decide." Yeluqi continued, "The elders also have to worry, pointing out which branch with deep roots will do it, and they will secretly cultivate power and refuse to return it in the future. It's not good. What about control? Choose and choose, and finally this good thing fell on me."
Jing Hengbo deeply agrees—if you don’t choose him, who will you choose? Yeluqi is an adopted son, his parents have passed away, and there is only one direct relative of Yeluqi's family, who is still a blind sister. The power is weak, there is no one to support, and no one will turn to him. After being a national teacher for a hundred years, he has to obediently hand it back when things come to an end. He is an adopted son, and it is only natural to hand over the power to the direct line. The only blind sister will also become his restraint, what a perfect arrangement.
Thinking of this, I suddenly feel a little sad in my heart. What kind of grief and helplessness should I hide in my heart when I took over the honorable position of the national teacher under the envious eyes of the world who don't know why?
She buried her face in the steaming bowl of noodles, covering her damp eyes and her sob.
But Yeluqi thought she was not full, so he leaned over to look at her bowl, "Not enough? Another bowl for you?"
Jing Hengbo stretched out his hand to push him, "Enough is enough."
He had just finished bandaging, and the neckline was slightly open, and her hand was pressing on his neck and chest. For a moment, he felt her palm was soft and delicate, like a soft cloud, touching his heart; but she felt his skin was hot and his texture was firm. Smooth, like satin warmed by a stove, slipping under the palm.
She hastily withdrew her hands, turned her head away, the fire reflected on her cheeks, slightly reddened, as crystal clear as coral.
He seemed lost, and the three parts of his neck seemed to still be filled with warm fragrance.
The room was suddenly very quiet, so quiet that it felt a little awkward, she hurriedly wanted to find something to talk about, but when she opened her mouth, she felt empty, her voice seemed to echo on the wall.
"Xuanyuanjing sent his favorite eldest son, Xuanyuan Wei, to hand over the matter to the chief of the Golden Tribe. Xuanyuan Wei sent a beauty to the chief, and was regarded as a guest of honor by the chief. However, there is another coincidence, would you like Guess?"
The topic turned a little bluntly, but Yeluqi answered it naturally.
"Is it that the person Mrs. Yao dated last night is also a son of the Xuanyuan family?"
"You can guess this too?" Jing Hengbo widened his eyes in shock, "What a disgusting IQ!"
He smiled without saying a word, his black hair was draped softly on his shoulders, and his eyes were shining.
"It's normal." He said softly, "The young masters of the Xuanyuan family have gone crazy fighting for power and profit. This is something that the whole Dige knows. Whenever the eldest Xuanyuan Wei is involved, the second eldest Xuanyuan Yu will definitely get involved. Since The boss was sent to do such an important matter with the chief of the Golden Tribe, and once he succeeds, he will naturally rise in the family status. Maybe this is a special arrangement by Xuanyuan Jing to facilitate the eldest son to take over the head of the family. How can Xuanyuan Yi be reconciled? This guy is also a famous emperor. Song Fengliu's son has a good skin, he started with the patriarch's concubine, hooked up with him, and took the opportunity to bring him into the team of Tianhui Valley... right?"
"Sometimes I really envy and hate your IQ..." Jing Hengbo sighed.
As soon as these words came out, her body froze, and Yeluqi's eyes flashed.
you.
In the subconscious, that person who will never be forgotten. No matter how you try to avoid it, it will always slip out of your lips naturally.
There is a memory so deeply ingrained that even a knife can't dig it out.
There was another moment of embarrassment, and then he took her bowl calmly, wiped off the juice from her lips, and dragged a small cart with wheels from the side, with several silver basins on it covered with lids.
This is what Yeluqi told Mrs. Yao to bring from the kitchen. Jing Hengbo thought he wanted an early New Year's Eve dinner, but he didn't expect to see all kinds of fillings, rolled dumpling wrappers, chopped green onion and other things .
He wants to make dumplings?
Isn't this too leisurely?
Jing Hengbo's eyes widened, and he didn't know whether it was surprise or surprise.
She was even in a trance.
Seeing the dumplings, I deeply felt the feeling of the New Year. Even though the lanterns under the eaves were bright red at the moment, and the blessings were everywhere, but for her, this was someone else's house, and someone else's Nian. She was living under the fence and was still struggling.
Until now, someone is going to make dumplings for her.
Dumplings are New Years for her... During those years in the research institute, they usually ate in the cafeteria. During the Chinese New Year, Little Cake would have a big conscience and serve a whole table of New Year's Eve dinner. They slapped their mouths and refused to let go. Back in the Chinese New Year, she and Tai Shilan would fight over food. But every time I eat dumplings, I will calm down. In the steaming cauldron, there are snow-white and crystal-clear dumplings, all bulging. The emerald-yellow ones are filled with chives and eggs, and the pink and light green ones are filled with three fresh shrimps. Yes, the bright yellow ones are stuffed with crab roe and pork, and there are also pure white mackerel stuffed, variegated seafood stuffed... each person has a dipping plate, chopped green onion in vinegar soy sauce, four people meet each other to fish dumplings in a big pot, each looking for himself The taste I like...Those past New Year's festivals, the hot air in that New Year's festival, in that hot air, the fullest taste of reunion in life...
Yeluqi's movements are very fast. It's really hard to imagine that such a romantic and elegant person can make dumplings, but maybe it's not the same to be born beautiful. He does this kind of thing with skill and dexterity. He flipped his hands and ordered the fillings in five small snow-white porcelain cups one by one. The fillings were divided into five colors, dark red pork, pink shrimp, black fungus sea cucumber, tender yellow egg and crab roe, and green spinach. The colors are so bright that people's eyes shine . Before the eyes can be pulled out from the colorful colors, the snow-white fingers have been bent and folded a few times, and the dumpling that comes out is more like a five-color flower, with five star-shaped openings on the top, each of which reveals a little deep. Red pork, pink shrimp, black sea cucumber, tender yellow crab, yellow green spinach, oily flamboyant in the snow-white folds, Jing Hengbo just took a look, and felt that his saliva was so flooded that he wanted to drown himself.
At first she wanted to laugh when she saw a man like him doing such meticulous work, but later she became serious--if a man can do such a thing well, there is nothing he can't do in the world.
His culinary skills are what he asked for. If a man can listen to what his sister said, his heart must be able to accommodate all kinds of life.
Unknowingly, he thought of that person again. It was a high mountain and snowy sky climbing a cliff, firm and invincible, while Yeluqi was the flowing water winding down from Changtian, calmly and briskly passing by.
The fire was jumping, and the dim light reflected a layer of golden light on the contours of his brows, brilliant and gentle. She saw his forehead slightly sweating, thinking that he had not recovered from his serious injury, not only felt pity for him, she pulled the veil on his forehead. Press on.
He was turning his head at this moment, and as soon as he turned his head, he was facing the faintly scented veil. He didn't seem to expect her to act like this, so he couldn't help being startled. Then he quickly raised his hand, and pressed her hand holding the handkerchief just like he pressed her fingers before.
"Don't move..." His voice sounded like a murmur, with a three-pointed laziness and a three-pointed teasing, "...It's rare to see you so gentle, I almost doubt it's a dream, let me have this dream for a little longer..."
The tone was light, like a spring breeze in Jinxiuhua's room, but melancholy, because he knew that he would be swept away by the winter wind in an instant.
Jing Hengbo paused for a moment, grinned, and with his fingers forcefully covered his face with the handkerchief, stroked his face fiercely, and said loudly, "Come on, one, two, three, blow hard!"
Under the veil, Yeluqi smiled, and said helplessly: "You really are the one who can spoil the scenery..." He took the veil and lay back lazily.
I don't know whether it's tiredness or emotional ups and downs. At this moment, his face is slightly flushed, staining his slightly pale complexion, his eyes are shining like light, his black hair is scattered, and it is soft on his chest, and the skin underneath is soft. It was as crystal clear as honey, and his raised brows and the slightly raised corners of his eyes were all in the color of peach blossoms, as bright as a brocade fluttering in the air.
The lazy posture is a kind of silent temptation.
Jing Hengbo immediately turned his eyes to look at the dumplings steaming in the small steamer, yelling, are you ready?
Putting one hand on her hand and taking her paw away, Yeluqi said softly, "Burning carefully."
Jing Hengbo had no choice but to withdraw his hands, only to feel that there were rockets all around him, shooting everywhere, and he seemed to be burned wherever he hid.
"It's almost there." Yeluqi took off the lid of the pot, and on the snow-white enamel plate, five-colored dumplings were blooming like flowers.
Yeluqi took out a small plate for her, reminded her to be careful, Jing Hengbo bit it down, her mouth was immediately filled with rich stuffing and plump fresh juice, her taste buds were fully stimulated, she was so happy that she wanted to dance, she couldn't help it Narrowing his eyes, he sighed, "I remembered the little cake..."
Yeluqi looked sideways at her with a satisfied expression, the steaming heat condensed many tiny water droplets in the air, condensed on her long and curled eyelashes, shining crystal light, and her red lips were pursed like a flower shape.
At this moment, she looked gentle and soft, looking calm and homely.
He could clearly feel that at this moment, only at this moment, she completely put away the hidden fierceness and pain after that snowy night, truly let go of her heart, and experienced the taste of this moment.
Yes, the taste of the year, the taste he wanted to give her.
Besides this, what else could soothe the huge void and pain left in her heart after that day?
Originally, he, Qi Sha Tianqi and the others had planned this New Year's Eve dinner, and asked everyone to take part in making her the most lively and unforgettable New Year's Eve dinner, but unexpectedly, the plan was not as fast as changing. So at this moment, even if the injury is serious, even if the crisis is still there, even if time is running out, he still wants to fulfill the promise he made to her in his heart.
Just because of her expression at the moment.
Just a moment.
…
"The chef in this kitchen is so skilled. The noodles and dumpling wrappers are not strong enough. When I'm ready, I'll roll them for you myself." Yeluqi started making dumplings again. Jing Hengbo thought he was planning to eat them for himself. Knowing that he took off the bronze ring from her finger, turned the switch, a drop of liquid dripped out and wiped it on the steaming plate.
"When she goes to perform the dance, you offer this dumpling and say that you made it yourself." Yeluqi summoned Mrs. Yao to explain.
Madam Yao seemed to be guessing what he was going to do, she shook her head desperately in shock, "No! No! Your Majesty will definitely let me try it first..."
"It's not poison, it's just a medicine that makes people soft and tender. I don't want to kill Jin Zhaolong yet." Yeluqi smiled lightly, and popped a pill into Mrs. Yao's mouth, "Just try it."
Mrs. Yao looked anxious, but she had no choice but to keep her voice down. When she saw Yeluqi for the first time, her eyes were a little startled, she just felt that compared to him, the second son of the Xuanyuan family was like a crow compared to a colorful phoenix. But the rippling gaze was only for a few moments, and the sensitive woman had already smelled the dangerous aura in the chatting and laughing of the flirtatious man.
Especially when she saw him waving, far away, the talking parrot in the cage hanging under the eaves suddenly fell to death. She wished she could stay three feet away from him.
She stood neatly in front of Yeluqi, waiting for his orders.
"You have to protect her comprehensively, and don't have any wrong thoughts." Yeluqi put the flowery dumplings in front of her, smiling like a flower, "Otherwise, I can guarantee that you will never have the chance to finish this year."
Killing Xuanyuan Wei, who was relatively shrewd and capable and had always been regarded as the heir of the Xuanyuan family, was the first slap Jing Hengbo was going to slap Xuanyuan Jing.
The New Year's Eve is approaching, but the two will be separated during this New Year's Eve, and each go to do things like murder, arson, and mischief.
"It's still the same sentence, it doesn't matter whether the assassination is successful or not, just protect yourself," Yeluqi urged.
Jing Hengbo smiled, walked briskly, and when he was about to go out, he suddenly swept over like the wind, pulled out the plate from the side of the table by magic, picked up the last dumpling, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Hey, Chinese New Year dumplings, you haven't eaten yet!"
Her laughter fell outside the threshold, and Linglong's figure disappeared in the wind and snow. Yeluqi sat quietly, and after a while, slowly chewed the dumplings in his mouth.
Fresh, tender, fragrant and soft, but full of mixed flavors.
The brass stove was emitting scorching heat, and the guests and hostesses enjoyed each other on the brocade felt.
This is the residence of the city lord of Beixin City, and it has temporarily become the residence of the patriarch. At noon today, the patriarch hosted a banquet for Xuanyuan Wei, the eldest son of the Xuanyuan family.
At this moment, the dishes are fragrant, the cups of wine are intertwined, and the conversation is in full swing.
"... I ask the patriarch to take care of this matter." Xuanyuan Wei, the eldest son of the Xuanyuan family with a square face and slightly sinister eyes, raised his glass and smiled to Jin Zhaolong, the head of the golden tribe. "My second brother is young and impatient. Helping people and participating in the Tianhui operation, I can't even persuade, my father has always loved the second child, so I agreed. Look at this, oh..."
"Yeah," Jin Zhaolong laughed and drank, "Young Master Qi is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, but anyone can enter Huigu today? He is so impatient, it's not because he is afraid that you, the eldest son, will take the lead, haha."
"The patriarch made a joke. My younger brother is young and energetic, and I don't know the seriousness. I have to ask the patriarch to take care of it." Xuanyuan Wei sincerely handed over an exquisite box painted with gold and embedded with jade.
Jin Zhaolong waved his hand, "Where there is, it should be."
The two looked at each other and smiled, everything in silence.
The Xuanyuan family was fighting fiercely, and the success of the trip to Sky Ash Valley was related to Xuanyuan Wei's success. How could he allow his younger brother to make trouble at this time?
Entering Sky Ash Valley, which is Jin Zhaolong's territory, no one can blame Xuanyuan Wei for what happened there "care" for him, Xuanyuan Yuan can only count himself courting death.
After talking about this matter, Xuanyuan Wei was in a good mood, glanced at the beauty sitting beside Jin Zhaolong, and said with a smile, "Is Bo Ji serving you satisfactorily?"
"Excellent!" Jin Zhaolong laughed loudly, and put his arms around Bo Ji's waist, "Fairy but not vulgar, gorgeous but not bewitching, it's hard to find such a wonderful beauty for you!"
"Don't the patriarch know that this is Dige's latest beauty pose..." Xuanyuan Wei smiled and approached Jin Zhaolong, "You know...the former queen...well, Jing Hengbo...I heard that she is a very romantic beauty...Now Dige In private, Gongqing likes to look for her kind... This Boji, I came here after the appearance of Queen Jing, and I specially learned her unique posture and dignity...Owning Boji is like pressing the queen under you Ah ha ha…"
The obscene voice and ambiguous expression can most arouse people's excitement and curiosity. Jin Zhaolong's eyes sparkled, "Oh? And this thing? No wonder I feel that Boji's posture is unusual, and she has a bit of nobility that women in the world can't have. ..."
"I'm the nanny who is the best at training beauties with a lot of money. I have trained Bo Ji for several months, and I must teach her not to be coquettish, bright and not gaudy," Xuanyuan Wei said proudly, "The nanny has seen the Queen of Scenery. , But according to her, what Boji learned is only two or three out of ten to show the demeanor of Queen Jing. Even my father, who has seen Boji, also said that compared with the real queen, it is like a firefly compared to a bright moon... I don't believe it, Bo Ji is so extraordinary, how many times more beautiful is there in this world than her?"
"I don't believe it either." Jin Zhaolong laughed loudly, "Boji is so beautiful, I have only seen her in my life! But..." He smacked his lips fascinatedly, "The Queen's reputation has been passed down for a long time, so I don't know how beautiful she is. Said that the national teacher treated her..." He smiled obscenely.
"It's not difficult," Xuanyuan Wei said with a smile, "When we work together to take down the Sky Ash Valley, use the reserves in the valley to build an iron army, take down this great river and mountain, hit the black water, capture Jing Hengbo, and give it to you, the king." , a woman who has lost her power, she can do whatever she wants..." He touched Jin Zhaolong's shoulder knowingly, "You also have a taste of the woman Gong Yin likes..."
The two laughed at each other, and Jin Zhaolong's eyebrows danced brightly, as if he had already crushed that famous and noble woman under him...
"Great food and wine, good conversation, there should be dancing to add to the fun. Bo Ji's dance is also a masterpiece, let her present a song today." Jin Zhaolong waved his hand in great interest. Bo Ji smiled proudly, Yingying stood up.
"What kind of broken dance can she do? Square dance? Aunt dance? Wind dance?" Suddenly there was a soft shout, and the door was pushed open with a bang.
Both Jin Zhaolong and Xuanyuan Wei were startled, and when they raised their eyes, they saw a slim figure standing at the entrance of the hall. Jin Zhaolong was about to angrily shout at the guards to come and drag the arrogant woman who dared to roar in front of him, so he could see the figure clearly at a glance , can't help but startled.
The door was pushed open, and the wind and snow background was like a relief, highlighting the woman's figure, from shoulders to waist, from waist to legs, is an indescribable exquisite curve, the gush is so flamboyant, and the constriction is so tight, the most outstanding It is also difficult for a painter to describe such a perfect ups and downs.
With just a silhouette, she overshadowed Yao Ji who was holding a tray behind her, and Bo Ji who was beside Jin Zhaolong.
The astonishment of the figure was like a flash of starlight, and it was caught in the eyes of the two men in an instant. Before they could react, Jing Hengbo had already opened his arms.
The slender and graceful arms spread like a phoenix sweeping its feathers.
Swish a big turn around, like lightning flying by, she has already danced into the palace!
The crimson golden phoenix embroidered dance skirt fluttered in an instant, like a beautiful bird in the nine heavens, dancing brilliantly, rippling with colorful neon glow!
Head start, dazzling the man's eyes.
"Play the music!" Mrs. Yao yelled without losing the opportunity, and the musicians who had already prepared hurriedly played "Nine Spinning Phoenix Dance".
This is one of the most famous dances in Dahuang. Most of the music is of intense rhythm. The dancers are dressed in colorful clothes and embroidered with phoenixes, spinning rapidly, like a phoenix dancing on a day, dazzling.
Jing Hengbo was not interested in Dahuang's dances at first, but some dances in the past were too touching and shocking. Once a dance touched people's hearts, but now a dance is murderous. She doesn't want to do that shocking dance again, so she lets Dahuang's dance Solve the people of the wilderness.
Jing Hengbo is a born dancer, and learning any dance can get twice the result with half the effort. She has mastered this dance after seeing it twice in Dige, and she dances by herself with some modern special moves, which is even more seductive and strange. In an instant, the whole hall is full of her The dancing shadow, floating in the sky, is brilliantly embroidered, while her jet-black flowing eyes, the necklace hanging from her forehead, her lips as bright as bright flowers, her face like snow jade, her outstretched arms, her exquisite waist, her rapidly spinning The skirt... flashes from time to time in the neon phoenix dance, and every moment is amazing. Every time she raises her head, raises her feet, stretches her arms and twists her waist, she shows the flexibility and beauty of her body. She flies like a phoenix, lands Wherever it is, the light will shine; it is as bright as a ball of fire, where it is lit, it will be lit.
Everyone opened their mouths wide, no one remembered vigilance and expulsion, even the two women stared at Jing Hengbo in shock and jealousy, trying to remember her dancing posture. Jin Zhaolong gasped, and murmured: "This is the real Nine Spinning Phoenix Dance... After watching so many shows, only this one, I feel that it is a phoenix... the real phoenix..."
"Extremely." Xuanyuan Wei, whose eyes were above the top and accustomed to seeing the world, couldn't help agreeing, "I've been in Dige for many years, and I've seen this dance for eight hundred if not a thousand times. Today I realize that what I saw before was all a dream. Today Only then did I see a real phoenix dance."
"Your Majesty, please use the five-color dumpling, Yao Ji made it for you herself..." Mrs. Yao took the opportunity to sit down beside Jin Zhaolong who was in a daze, smiled and offered the five-color dumpling, picked up one and showed him to eat first.
Jin Zhaolong said: "Sit back, don't block my sight." He picked up a dumpling and ate it, his eyes stuck to Jing Hengbo, and asked her casually, "Where did this girl come from? Did you bring it?" "
"It's the dancer that my concubine has worked hard to find for the king. A real master of dancers." Madam Yao chuckled, and glanced triumphantly at Bo Ji, who had a livid face, "Look and see, okay?"
"Good! Good!" Jin Zhaolong slapped the table heavily, "It's hard for you not to be jealous, you are filial!" After eating a few mouthfuls of dumplings, he noticed the specialness of the dumplings, and praised: "This dumpling is good!" He took one for Xuanyuan Wei , "Young Master, try it too."
Xuanyuan Wei took it without hesitation, stared at Jing Hengbo, and ate the dumplings in a daze.
Jin Zhaolong didn't care either, the men understood each other at this moment—beauty is present. It is a pity to miss a moment of such ecstasy like a demon dance.
"Such a beautiful woman..." Xuanyuan Wei sighed, not even paying attention to the taste of the dumplings, "Bo Ji is no match for life, and the king's beauty is not shallow..."
"Extremely, extremely..." Jin Zhaolong laughed out loud, with an impatient look on his face.
Xuanyuan Wei ate the dumplings and stared at Jing Hengbo for a while. She had been dancing fast before, but now there was a slow part of the tune, and her steps slowed down. Only then did the two men see her face clearly, and their eyes lit up again. stare.
Xuanyuan Wei stared, then suddenly rubbed his eyes, then turned to look at Bo Ji.
Brooke's expression was also a bit strange—she thought this dancing girl looked a little familiar.
Xuanyuan Wei looked at Bo Ji, then at Jing Hengbo, then at Bo Ji, and couldn't help muttering: "Why does it look a bit like..."
At this moment, there was a gust of fragrant wind, rings jingled, and Jing Hengbo had already danced in front of him.
The quick dance started again.
She stretched her arms, raised her head to the sky, and turned suddenly, and the phoenix embroidered dance skirt spun up again with a crash. It is difficult for ordinary dancers to have her waist strength—the skirt of the dance skirt is inlaid with many gold pieces and gold threads, which is very heavy , Lifting the open posture in groups, like a group of phoenixes flocking their tail feathers in an instant.
The heavy dance skirt obscured the sight of Jin Zhaolong and others, but Yu Xuanyuanwei, seeing the slender and straight legs under the woman's dance skirt at this moment, couldn't help leaning slightly.
When he leaned over, he felt as if he suddenly saw a light flash on the woman's calf.
The next moment was a bending movement, and he saw the gorgeous and flirtatious dancer bend down, put her finger on her heel, and wipe it up along her calf.
It was the last action he saw in his life.
A moment later, a flash of lightning came into view.
He heard a voice ringing in his ear with a smile, "It has always been imitated, never surpassed!"
There was no time to feel any emotion in his heart, he subconsciously leaned back desperately, but at this moment his chest hurt and his whole body went limp.
"Chi."
There was a chill in his chest, as if he didn't feel any pain at all, he was stunned to see a blood rainbow running through his eyes, connecting to the crimson dancing skirt of the gorgeous flying phoenix.
It's not known whether it's the beauty's skirt or her own blood that sprinkles the sky with dazzling light.
He panted, fell backwards, and fell into Jin Zhaolong's arms. Before Jin Zhaolong could react, he only saw the dancer flashing, and there seemed to be an electric light in front of his eyes. In the blink of an eye, Xuanyuan Wei had already fallen in front of him.
He subconsciously tried to help it, and was startled when his fingers touched the surging sticky liquid.
Jing Hengbo panted slightly, and was about to teleport, when he suddenly heard a desperate scream from the hall.
"Weier!"
Hearing this voice, Jing Hengbo suddenly didn't intend to leave immediately, she smiled and looked back.
At the entrance of the hall stood Xuanyuan Jing with snow on both shoulders and a hurried expression.
He stared in disbelief at Xuanyuan Wei who was in a pool of blood—he was worried about the contention between his two sons, so he hurried over, but he didn't expect that as soon as he stepped through the door, he saw the eldest son who had pinned great hopes on him being killed!
Then he raised his eyes and saw the woman looking back in the center of the hall.
She raised her eyebrows and smiled, her red lips were like flowers.
He was startled for a moment, and his expression immediately became horrified!
How can it be-
The gorgeous and flirtatious woman stood in the hall, pointed to Xuanyuan Wei's body, mouthed to him, and then flashed.
Like a phoenix dancing for nine days, it suddenly disappeared.
Jin Zhaolong stood up in shock, stared at the empty hall, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and shouted for the guards to come quickly. He also called the doctor to come quickly, the musicians fell to the ground in panic, the two women shook into sieves, and the front of the hall was in a mess.
People came and went, amidst shouting and shouting, Xuanyuan Jing stood there blankly, even forgot to check on his son's condition.
He felt chills all over his body, only felt the wind and snow whistling behind him, plunging into the back of his heart, from head to toe, it was cold.
He forced the woman away in the snow a month ago.
One month later, he was in the snow and saw her kill his son with his own eyes.
Such a swift and powerful counterattack!
No, it's not over yet.
He stood with chills all over his body, replaying the great enemy in his life, the weird and miraculous woman, the last action, and the last sentence in his mind over and over again.
She pointed at Xuanyuan Wei's body.
explain:
"First."