The girl took off her little boots, revealing a pair of snow-white and tender feet in front of them without hesitation. As she moved her steps, the golden bells on her ankles made a rhythmic and clear sound.
She spun on the spot, and the golden cloak flew up with her movements, and then fell off her body like a cloud. The red tube top and red dress wrapped a snow-white and alluring sexy body.
With the beating of the tambourine, the girl began to dance her enchanting body.
Hu Xiaotian just took a sip of water and forgot to swallow it. He would never have thought that he would have the opportunity to see belly dancing in his lifetime. The dancers swayed their abdomen and danced with the ever-changing rhythm of the tambourine.
/ Hip, the body movements are intricate and full of sensibility, and the cross-swaying dance is sometimes elegant, sometimes sensual, charming, delicate, mysterious and sexy.
Hu Xiaotian was dazzled by what he saw. He could barely be regarded as an expert in the appreciation of belly dance. He had seen some masters in this area in the past, but compared with the dancers in front of him, those dancers in the past could only be described as beginners.
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The dancer dances her flawless figure to the rhythm, like flowing water, like waves, like beating flames when it is intense, using her body to express the beauty of rhythm. Her arms are like angel wings, and her body is like
The twisting snake's movements are full of wild and provocative charm.
The drumbeats became more intense, and the dancers' movements became wilder, with every inch of skin trembling, conveying an indescribable temptation to the audience.
With a gulp, Hu Xiaotian finally swallowed the mouthful of tea he had been holding for a long time. He took the time to look at Long Yeqing beside him. He saw that Long Yeqing's eyebrows were furrowed and he didn't show any particular excitement. He immediately realized that Long Yeqing was
Yeqing should not be able to appreciate this kind of exotic dance. Although this woman is sexy and enchanting, she doesn't seem to be Long Yeqing's cup of tea. This time, Momoli flattered the horse's hooves.
Mo Moli must have also realized that the tambourine changed several rhythms and quickly came to an end. After a continuous spinning dance, the dancer ended with a kneeling backward movement.
Hu Xiaotian clapped and cheered. But he immediately realized that Long Yeqing didn't even move his hands, and secretly laughed at how ignorant this guy was.
Mozali said: "Visa! I have seen King Zhou live a thousand years!"
The dancing girl put her hands together to salute the King of Zhou, and took off her veil when she raised her head.
Hu Xiaotian saw clearly that this girl had a typical European and American face, with blond hair and blue eyes, a high nose and deep eyes, and plump and sexy lips. However, she did not meet the general aesthetic standards of Da Kang. In this era, cherry mouth is admired.
.The person in front of me is completely modern and fashionable. No wonder Long Yeqing doesn't catch a cold.
Compared with Long Yeqing's narrow aesthetics, Hu Xiaotian is much broader. In modern times, this girl would definitely be a beauty that conforms to international aesthetics. She looks like Brooke Shields's peak appearance when she was young.
People's aesthetics are indeed different. Although Long Yeqing admitted that Visa's dancing was provocative and charming, he felt weird about the girl's appearance. He looked at this big girl whose image Hu Xiaotian thought could go to the international stage.
The beauty didn't feel any joy.
Mozali said: "This girl is a slave girl captured by the Great Khan from the Falla tribe. Because of her outstanding dancing skills and beautiful appearance, she was specially brought as a tribute to King Zhou Qiansui."
King Zhou said: "Thank you for my kindness." He looked at Visa from head to toe. Then he said: "Mosuli, since you gave her to me, does it mean that I am her owner?
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Momoli said respectfully: "That's right. From now on, she is His Highness's personal property, and His Highness has the right to control everything about her."
Hu Xiaotian secretly envied that being a prince was not bad. He could actually have such boundless happiness.
King Zhou said: "Then I will give her to my best friend!" He pointed to Hu Xiaotian beside him.
Hu Xiaotian felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt from the sky, and his head suddenly became confused. Could it be that it was pie in the sky? How could such a good thing happen to him? But there was no reason for King Zhou's passionate temper to put such a big deal into his head.
Give it to him at an advantage? Is it possible that this foreign beauty does not meet his aesthetic taste? Sugar-coated bullets, it should be said that they are sugar-coated meat bullets. These meat bullets are more attractive than sugar-coated ones. Hu Xiaotian's first reaction was to refuse, but
You can't say it right away in front of Moshali. If you say it, you won't give the King of Zhou face.
Moshali was obviously stunned by King Zhou's move. He was obviously going to give this slave girl to Long Yefang, but he transferred it to the young boy next to him in front of him. He didn't know
Who is Hu Xiaotian? Although he said that after giving the gift to King Zhou, he would have the right to control everything about her, but to do this in front of him would be a bit disrespectful to him.
Moshali actually had another motive. He first gave the slave girl to the King of Zhou, and after waiting until Kangdu, he spread the news that the slave girl was originally given to Emperor Dakang, and the King of Zhou wanted to keep it for himself.
This caused a rift between father and son, but they did not expect that the King of Zhou would come to do this. Momoli's conspiracy was foiled before it was launched, and the deal was a huge loss.
Mozali said: "Your Highness, she is a gift from the Great Khan." He deliberately emphasized that he wanted to remind King Zhou that what you did was disrespectful.
King Zhou smiled and said: "Go back and thank your Khan for me. Xiaotian is my best friend and an important minister of my great fortune. There should be nothing wrong with me giving this slave girl to him."
Hu Xiaotian's affection for this guy doubled because of Long Yefang's words, but this guy is too exaggerated. When did I become your best friend? Besides, I am a ninth-grade sesame officer and I am not a wealthy official in any case.
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Moshali gave Hu Xiaotian a cold look and thought to himself: Why doesn't this guy even know how to be polite? He actually accepted the gift given to him by the King of Zhou.
Visa stood there slim and graceful. She did not understand the language and could not understand what these people were saying at all. She could only silently guess what they were talking about from the expressions on their faces, but she understood in her heart that what they were talking about must be related to her future.
Destiny is related.
Mo Moli slowly stood up, his face looked a little ugly, and he whispered: "I'm going to leave first." Tonight's gift-giving trip did not achieve its goal at all. It was really a waste of money for his wife and a loss of troops.
"Xiaotian, help me deliver Lord Momoli!"
Hu Xiaotian hurriedly got up to help King Zhou send people off. Long Yefang was still very impressive throughout the meeting tonight. Although Sharjah has become a lot stronger recently, it is still a barbaric effect compared with the great and prosperous countries.
Therefore, the prince Long Yefang still has a great sense of superiority in his heart. If Sharjah sends a prince this time, then Long Yefang's attitude will be more polite, but the other side has sent a prince.
The officials responsible for rituals and sacrifices are at most the ministers of Honglu Temple in Dakang. Coming to the border to greet him in person would be a bit of a mobilization of troops. There is a culture of etiquette between countries. If you respect me a foot, I will respect you a foot.
.Long Yefang believed that the Sharjah mission was not very sincere, so he expressed his displeasure.
Hu Xiaotian sent Mo Moli outside. Mo Moli's gloomy expression showed no signs of relief. He looked at Hu Xiaotian coldly and said, "I haven't asked you about your surname yet!"
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "You don't have to be named Hu!"
Momoli recited Hu Xiaotian's name silently in his heart. He was extremely unfamiliar with this name. In his impression, there was no such person among the important ministers of Dakang. He snorted and said, "I beg your pardon for my ignorance. I don't know that Mr. Hu is here."
Where is the high position and what position is the official position?" Mo Shaoli's Chinese was quite fluent, and there was no hint of a foreign accent.
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "It's right here, Qingyun County, Xichuan Xiezhou Prefecture, Dakang, and the county magistrate is here!"
Only then did Mo Moli realize that the young boy in front of him was actually a ninth-grade sesame official. He was so angry that the muscles on his face were distorted. King Zhou actually gave the gift he gave him to a ninth-grade sesame official. This was such a show.
It was clear that he was looking down on his own country. In anger, he didn't even want to say another word to Hu Xiaotian and walked away angrily.
Hu Xiaotian also knew why he was angry. It must be because he disliked his junior position and the gift was a waste.
When I returned to the room, I saw Visa still standing in a corner, looking pitifully at his feet. He was still naked with his feet, and he hadn't had time to put on his exquisitely embroidered boots.
Hu Xiaotian bowed deeply to King Zhou and said, "Your Highness, I sent the special envoy away."
King Zhou said: "It's night, you should go back and rest. Come over early the day after tomorrow and accompany me to Xiezhou."
"What?" Hu Xiaotian's scalp tightened. Why was this seventeenth prince so unreliable? Whatever came to mind was what he thought. He had never asked himself before and suddenly asked himself to accompany him to Xiezhou. But Hu Xiaotian immediately understood that this
Most likely, he is going to Huancai Pavilion in Xiezhou. He is going to find Xiyan. He is so passionately in love with her. Ganqing is a master who will never look back until he touches the south wall.
Hu Xiaotian didn't dare to ask any more questions. Since it was King Zhou who raised the matter, it was a foregone conclusion. He responded, said goodbye and turned around to leave. After taking two steps, Long Yefang stopped him again: "Send me away."
Take away the gift for you."
Hu Xiaotian looked at Wei Sa standing there, and Wei Sa happened to be looking at him pitifully. Everyone has self-respect. She knew that she was brought today to be given to Prince Dakang, but the prince didn't even look at her.
He immediately transferred her to his subordinate. Judging from the current situation, this subordinate seemed to have no interest in him and was ready to abandon her. This really hurt people's self-esteem.
Hu Xiaotian said respectfully: "Your Highness, Xiaotian can't bear such an expensive gift." To be honest, I really want it, but this gift is really too expensive. King Zhou is also a passionate person, and what he did just now is very...
Could it be that he was not deliberately trying to show off, show off his authority, and annoy the special envoy? Now that Mo Moli has left, Hu Xiaotian naturally wants to pretend to decline.
Please give me a guaranteed monthly pass! (To be continued...)
