109. Chapter 109 A subject has a female name Zhezhe 4
The music suddenly started to sound, it was already a sonorous and powerful drumbeat. The girl raised her wide sleeves, and at some point she had a pair of extremely long red silk in her hands. Accompanied by the detailed drumbeats, the girl danced gracefully on the horse.
Her delicate body, as soft as a bone, kept spinning and jumping, and the soft red silk was flying in the palace, but it was sharp and completely different from the softness.
With every strong drumbeat, the girl's bare feet landed lightly on the horse. Her graceful and light appearance was like a water fairy dancing on the waves, or a gorgeous rose facing the wind.
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Heaven and earth, dear mother, even I, Ye Rong, have to admit that this girl is indeed... a seductive little fairy!
I remained calm and took a sip of the sweet-scented osmanthus honey wine. I made a few calculations in my mind. Hum, it seems that this girl is completely different from that stupid little girl Shang Yi. She needs to do something good.
It’s time to think of an idea! Humph!
At some point, the clear and melodious sound of the flute merged into the sonorous drum beats. Two different styles of music were mixed together, but there was a strange and amazing sound.
"The wind is blowing, the flute is playing cold, the sun is setting in the desert, the moon is in the sky..." The woman's singing voice sings like a nightingale, and hearing it makes one's bones soften.
I looked at the singing and dancing girl in the center of the palace, and then at King Mengge holding the sea bowl, and I was very moved. Tell me, how could such a rough father give birth to such a gentle girl? Could it be that Princess Mengge gave birth to such a beautiful girl?
Is Meng Ge wearing a cuckold?
Before I could arrange the performance of "The Royal Palace", the sound of drums, flutes, and songs gradually faded away. All the civil and military officials in the audience opened their mouths and widened their eyes, staring blankly at the beauty.
The girl who looks like a fairy, alas, has really brought disgrace to my dynasty!
I took a quick glance and looked up at the high seat. Little Thirteen on the throne was happily eating water chestnut cakes. I thought that in the next ten years, no beauty would be as good as cakes in his eyes. Senior Brother Xiaobai next to him seemed to be too.
He did not see the beauty below, but silently looked at Xiao Shisan, who was eating like an emperor, with a handsome face that was still indifferent.
"Princess Zhezhe of Nanyue, join your Majesty, Your Highness the King of Qin. May your Majesty be blessed, His Highness the King of Qin be blessed." The girl in red fell to the ground in salute, her long skirt spread out, like a delicate but noble and proud bird,
It makes people unable to take their eyes away.
After all, Little Thirteen was still a wise Holy Lord, not a foolish king who couldn't help but see the delicious food. He reluctantly put down the water chestnut cake, straightened his face and said: "Ping Shen."
Only then did Zhezhe's melodious voice fall, and all the civil and military personnel below him came back to their senses——
Surprised: "This woman is actually the princess of Nanyue Kingdom?"
Another sighed: "I can't believe that the princess raised in the wild land of South Vietnam is so beautiful and extraordinary!"
This is pretty much what I thought: "Princess Mengge is so pretty, she actually raised a beautiful girl as beautiful as a flower for that rough guy like King Mengge!"
This one is very scheming: "I think King Meng Ge brought his daughter to the capital for some reason."
There was another person who was unwilling to give up: "I see this girl is so charming and graceful, and I think only the Tian family can bear it."
The person next to him raised his eyebrows: "Master Liu, do you mean that this girl will enter the palace and become a concubine?"
As soon as these words came out, the small group of bustling courtiers fell silent. I glanced at Xiao San, who was staring at the water chestnut cake reluctantly, and almost spit out a mouthful of osmanthus honey brew. Entering the palace as a concubine?
