The beauty in the gauze looks like blooming flower buds, spreading out in all directions. In the rain of flowers, a person as beautiful as a fairy appears like an orchid in the empty valley. With her light, graceful and erratic dance, the broad sky
The wide sleeves are opened and closed to cover up, which further highlights her beautiful appearance.
She looked straight at Ji Yanchen with affectionate eyebrows, her eyes were charming and seductive, and if you look carefully, she looked a bit like Yin Luzhu.
Ji Yanchen stared at that scene expressionlessly.
The beauty danced very carefully and with great force, fearing that her poor performance would offend the people behind the scenes.
Seeing the beauty getting closer and closer to him, and about to fall into his arms, Ji Yanchen took a decisive step back.
He said, "If there is nothing important, I will retreat."
Without saying a word, he turned around and left.
But at this moment, Xuan Qing's casual voice came slowly, "Why are you leaving so quickly after seeing an old friend without reminiscing about the past?"
Xuanqing was dressed in green clothes, which were loosely worn on his body, exposing a piece of skin on his chest, but there were clear scars on his collarbone.
It was left behind when Yin Luzhu pierced the Pipa bone that day in the palace of Prince Xiang of Chu.
He played with the wine glass in his hand and walked up casually.
When he came to the beauty, he stopped, but his eyes never fell on the beauty, only staring at Ji Yanchen.
At this moment, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared without a trace.
He grabbed the beauty in front of him and almost broke her bones as he moved away from her.
"Why, Mr. Ji doesn't like this beauty?"
Looking at the beauty's face distorted by pain, Ji Yanchen's eyes were not moved at all, "The common people dare not covet the monarch's woman."
"Don't dare to covet it."
Xuanqing repeated Ji Yanchen's words, the sarcasm in his eyes getting stronger.
The next moment, he suddenly pushed the beauty into Ji Yanchen's arms, "This beauty, I will only admire you."
Ji Yanchen moved to the side and said, "The monarch's kindness is appreciated by the common people."
His rejection caused Xuan Qing's face to slowly darken, and his eyes seemed to contain a deep air of sofa.
"Why, Mr. Ji doesn't like it? Or do you still have a sense of belonging and can't stand this vulgar fan?"
"You really have your heart."
"Who?"
Xuanqing's eyes tightened and she asked subconsciously.
Seeing his reaction, Ji Yanchen raised her eyebrows and looked at him, seeming a little probing and confused.
Under Ji Yanchen's gaze, Xuan Qing somewhat avoided his gaze, "I just want to know, as Prince Yin's concubine, Master Ji still has a crush on the woman next to him, isn't he afraid of offending Prince Yin and being abandoned?
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Discard?
Ji Yanchen glanced at Xuan Qing with some understanding.
Sure enough, now that he has become the king of a country, he can no longer forget the days when he was bullied by Prince Yin, and he always wants revenge.
Ji Yanshen rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.
"Didn't you ask me to come here to treat Princess Wangyue?"
Xuanqing's expression became colder little by little, and he said, "Mr. Ji is so loyal to Prince Yin, don't you want to know if she will save you if you are in jail?"
Ji Yanchen frowned slightly.
"Come here!" Xuanqing shouted, almost going crazy, "Ji Yanchen's frivolous and lonely concubine will be thrown into the sky prison, and she will be punished someday!"
From the beginning to the end, the expression on Ji Yanchen's face was gentle and indifferent, just like him, without any disturbance.
It wasn't until Ji Yanchen's figure disappeared from sight that Xuanqing said, "Quickly pass this news to Yin Luzhu's ears."