I saw, at the door of the main hall, a hand as green as jade, holding a guqin against the drum. Those hands were beautiful, slender and long-boned, as if anything that reached the palm of the hand could tell the difference between right and wrong, right and wrong in people's hearts!
The owner of the hand was dressed in handsome black clothes, with long chestnut hair half hanging down. He slowly took the first step and shouted: "Let's go!"
Instant time!
A total of eighteen little people in white martial arts uniforms spread out from behind her and ran around her in a circle, with the young master of the Hei family as the head, posing as the eighteen bronze figures of the Shaolin Temple!
Nangong Baiye stood in the middle, with long sleeves like wings, making a hunting sound, and shouted again: "Let's go!"
Just a moment!
The eighteen little figures unified their movements and straightened their backs, like pines and cypresses in the snow!
Nangong Baiye stood at the front of the group of little people, dressed in black like ink, exaggerating and transforming into the most gorgeous scenery!
Then, the slender legs parted, accompanied by the rhythmic drum beats, beautiful Chinese Kung Fu, the movements were like running water, and the clanging was heard!
The eighteen little people following her also made the same movements as her, uniformly and with loud force.
"The wisdom of youth brings wisdom to the country!"
Nice kick!
"A young man's wealth will make a country rich!"
Handsome sideways!
"Strong young people make the country strong!"
Sharp eyes!
"If young people are independent, the country will be independent!"
Po Feng’s fists and kicks!
"Freedom as a youth means freedom for the country!"
Raise your head arrogantly!
"The progress of young people will lead to the progress of the country!"
Every time she took a step forward, she would make a gesture while drinking poetry. Her delicate face, with fair complexion, skin as tender as snow, warm phoenix eyes, and picturesque eyebrows, with a proud and handsome look, gave people a feeling of excitement.
of pride!
And behind her is a hunting flag flying in the wind!
The battle flag is as bright as fire, and the hunting wind is blowing!
"A young man who is proud will make his country proud!"
When she said the last sentence, she danced her sleeves, raised the battle flag, turned her hands, and drew a dazzling light... Bang!
The handle of the battle flag was thrust hard into the ground. She held the battle flag with one hand, raised her thin lips slightly, and raised her chin slightly, which dazzlingly suppressed the splendor of the entire hall!
The moment she stopped moving, the little people behind her leaned back together with a snap, and stood on the ground with a backflip!
The drums stop...the music stops.
She raised her bare hands, her wide sleeves bloomed, and she said with a childish voice that shook the world: "Young man Da Huang, long live health!"
The sparrows above the main hall were silent——
The scene of Hunter’s fists and kicks seems to be still echoing in everyone’s ears!
That was indescribably shocking!
Their eyes all fell on the smiling girl holding the battle flag, and their hearts were shocked!
"Haha, what a young man, Da Huang, long live well!" The emperor was overjoyed, his eyes bright: "Reward!"
Eunuch Sun also laughed: "Yes, you will be rewarded!"
Before Nangong Rui'er could get out of the scene just now, the emperor's word "appreciation" made her beautiful face begin to twist. She had never shown such a look before. She was so jealous that even the corners of her mouth were deformed.
Both hands tightened the skirt corners...
Murong Changfeng's hand holding the porcelain cup began to tremble uncontrollably, and his handsome face was filled with an inexplicable expression.
Bei Mingxun is still gentle and gentle, but those ink-like eyes have not left even a little bit since Nangong Baiye appeared!
Looking at Beiming Liancheng again, still holding a cup of tea, his elegant thin lips raised, and unexpectedly said: "Junior sister, I am very happy to see you working so hard to choose a concubine."
scare!
Eunuch Sun gasped, covered his chest, and almost fell down!
Beiming Liancheng didn't care at all about the psychological burden he caused to others, his eyes were half-opened, half-smiling.
Nangong Baiye always felt that there was something wrong with what he said.
She worked hard to win, not to choose a concubine. He was so happy!
However, this is not private, this is a concubine selection ceremony.
She couldn't be too presumptuous, so she could only smile and narrow her eyes: "If you can make senior brother happy, I will be happy too."
Hearing this, Bei Mingxun's figure suffocated, and the gentleness on his lips seemed to fade a lot.
However, Beiming Liancheng did not realize at all that this was a concubine selection ceremony, and rewarded the prey with one word: "Be good..."
Eunuch Sun continued to cover his chest. He felt like he was suffocating!
What happened to His Majesty Seventh Prince today?
Nangong Baiye didn't have much idea, she just felt that her perverted senior brother probably didn't have enough to eat when he went out today, and he was looking for satiety from her.
Nangong Ruier's body suddenly froze, and her eyes looking at Nangong Baiye were full of jealousy and malice!
She could never forget that person since she was ten years old.
But he never said a word to her, never even looked at himself.
However, she thought he was like this to everyone anyway.
She doesn't need to be afraid, because the only woman in this world who can match him is herself!
Even Murong Shaofeng was just a man she used to practice.
The only honor she wants is him!
But now, he would actually use the word "good" to describe that little bitch above the ceremony!
How is this possible?
How is this possible!!
Nangong Rui'er clenched her hands tightly when she was stimulated, suppressing the resentment in her heart, her eyes turned red with hatred!
Nangong Baiye met her gaze without any care, and then curled his lips into a smile, full of ruthless provocation.
Beiming Liancheng liked to see her shameless little appearance. He casually changed his posture, supported his chin on the fingertips of his black gloves, and said elegantly and coldly: "Since Father wants to reward you, just tell me what you want.
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After hearing his words, all the ministers began to look at each other!
At this time, everyone is happy to meet the Holy Emperor again, and everyone will think that becoming the concubine of His Majesty the Seventh Prince is the best reward!
The show girls sighed in their hearts. It seemed that they had no chance this time. Although they knew from the beginning that they had little hope, they still took chances. Unexpectedly...
Unexpectedly, Nangong Baiye smiled lazily and said in a clear voice: "Ten boxes of gold, please give Bai Ye ten boxes of gold!"
Last time, he and Murong Shaofeng worked together to make her give up the bet with Nangong Hongyan, and the ten boxes of gold were just now back!
Everyone stared, ten boxes of gold? What on earth did this woman think? She didn’t want the concubine, she wanted gold?
Beiming Liancheng narrowed his eyes, golden lines appeared in his pupils, and there was a hint of coldness on his lips: "Junior sister, you have to think about it."
"Don't think about it." Nangong Baiye smiled, what she wanted was money!
Beiming Liancheng put down the porcelain cup in his hand, straightened his sleeves slowly, and smiled coldly, "What if I have to ask you to consider it?"
Nangong Baiye smiled: "Then I'll think about it." As she said that, she tilted her head and tapped her thin lips with her index finger: "I've thought about it."
"Say." His Majesty's orders are always concise and cold.
Nangong Baiye said loudly: "I want ten boxes of gold!"
The smile on Beiming Liancheng's face did not diminish, but his body stiffened slightly, and his back straightened a lot. He walked down evilly, his elegance not diminishing at all, and he walked up to Nangong Baiye.
, a finger wearing a black glove pointed at the tip of her nose. There was absolutely no warmth in his eyes, but his tone was a chuckle: "Junior sister, sooner or later you will die on a pile of money."
"Really?" Nangong Baiye was so happy after hearing this, he clenched his fists and tried hard: "That is what I have always dreamed of!"
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched. Your Highness, the Seventh Highness, is not talking about dreams with you at all, okay?
Compared to the stunned surroundings, the icy evil smile on Beiming Liancheng's lips became more and more beguiling: "Eunuch Sun, did you hear what my junior sister said?"
"Ah?" Eunuch Sun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the master would call him. When he came to his senses, he quickly said, "I heard it, I heard it."
Beiming Liancheng stretched out his hand and patted Nangong Baiye's little face, but he said to Eunuch Sun: "Why don't you hurry up and prepare ten boxes of gold."
When Nangong Baiye saw that he had money to take, he didn't care about the man's ambiguous actions. He smiled and waved his paw at Eunuch Sun: "Go, go."
"Yes!" Eunuch Sun felt like he was in a dream today, and his feet were floating on the ground, which was a bit unsteady. He was about to turn around.
Beiming Liancheng's most important and cold words came: "When you are ready, bury her alive."
Buried alive... buried alive?!
Eunuch Sun turned his head very slowly, and saw His Highness Seventh Prince's thin lips pursed into a straight line. It really didn't look like he was talking casually.
The corners of Nangong Baiye's mouth dropped, and he grabbed the man's collar: "What do you mean?"
"I'm trying my best to help you realize your dream." The man lowered his head and blew his cold breath on her face. His tone was so evil that you wanted to slap him: "Junior sister, you should thank me."
Nangong Baiye smiled angrily and said fiercely: "I really should thank your whole family! You..."
"Huh?" Before the words could be cursed, the man interrupted him with an evil raised eyebrow.
Nangong Baiye glanced at the people around him, and then looked at the emperor who was frowning. He analyzed the current situation intelligently, exposed his dimples, stretched out his hand to smooth his collar, and said in a small way: "Senior brother,
Look, don’t we usually get along very well? Even if you are angry, you can’t order me to be killed, right?”
Nangong Baiye thought to herself that she was not a fool, she was already like this, what if she wasn't angry?
"Then tell me why I'm angry." Beiming Liancheng put his hands in his robes and looked down at her. The people around him were treated as insignificant bonsai.
Nangong Baiye stared, this question stumped her.
How did she know why he was angry?
She is not a roundworm in his belly.
Moreover, this man looks the same whether he is angry or not...
Seeing that Nangong Baiye couldn't answer his question for a long time, Master Qi started to laugh again, his eyes were as cold as ice. He waved his long black sleeves and walked out of the hall without looking back...