I lost my horse after agreeing to a divorce with the crazy villain

Chapter 484 The Bald Jiang Xingzhi
The imperial concubine deliberately emphasized the words "old khan".

Unfortunately, Yan Wu remained expressionless and unmoved.

She laughed a few times to herself, and said to herself: "I heard that the old Khan is over 60 years old and looks very hideous. Don't panic, Your Highness. You are not the only princess in our palace."

"Your Highness, what do you think?"

The imperial concubine's words still did not resonate with Yan Wu.

Yan Wu didn't answer for a long time.

The imperial concubine stood up and sat next to Yan Wu. She wanted to lower her head and look at Yan Wu's expression: "Your Highness, are you crying?"

Yan Wu glanced at her inexplicably.

When the imperial concubine looked over, Yan Wu hit her face with the flower branch in his hand: "You should speak less in the future. It doesn't matter how ugly you are. What you say is even more stinky. It's a good thing that my father can tolerate you. "

Concubine:? ? ?
"Your Highness, didn't you hear clearly what I just said?"

Yan Wu's expression turned cold and he looked at the imperial concubine with cold eyes: "Does a little concubine in your harem have the right to discuss this court matter?"

The imperial concubine was instantly speechless because of Yan Wu's aura and sharp gaze.

Eunuch Xu will be back soon.

It means that His Majesty said that maybe it has been a long time since he saw the imperial concubine dancing for him. It is rare for him to have a good time tonight and ask the imperial concubine to dance with His Highness the Princess.

After hearing this, the imperial concubine looked extremely ugly, but could not say anything.

It was night in a blink of an eye.

Yan Wu was dressed in a red dance dress with layers of thin waist and water sleeves. Not to mention dancing gracefully, Yan Wu, the most beautiful person in the city, could make the men's eyes infatuated just by standing there.

The imperial concubine on the side saw Yan Wu like this. Although she praised him a few times, her face became even worse.

She was born as a dancer in a princess palace, and she used to be a dancer for the princess.

Now that she is a noble concubine, her mother is regarded as the mother of a country, but she still has to dance with the princess and dance for the barbarians.

The imperial concubine has been scolding the palace people around her with a gloomy face all afternoon.

After being reprimanded by her, the palace people shrank their heads and did not dare to vent their anger.

Pian Yanwu acted as if nothing had happened, and would give orders to the concubine from time to time, or scold her for not cooperating with the dancers.

The imperial concubine was so angry that she could do nothing.

The dinner party is here in a blink of an eye.

Because they had to dance, neither the concubine nor the princess could go to the noisy banquet.

When the time came, Eunuch Xu ran over in person and shouted: "It's time, it's time, the next program is here."

Yan Wu, surrounded by the dancers, filed towards the back of the stage.

Wait for the sound of silk bamboo.

The dancers twisted their waists and headed towards the stage.

The sleeves were flying, the beauties were all gorgeous, and the fragrant breeze was blowing across the street. Everyone looked at these dreamlike dancers in the night.

The next moment, the dancers turned towards the sky with their sleeves, their waists blooming like flowers.

The water sleeves tumbled down, and a fairy seemed to come flying from the night, and landed on the umbrellas held up by the dancers.

The fairy danced lightly on a few umbrellas, her toes touching the water like a dragonfly, or bending sideways. While everyone was worried about her slipping and falling off the umbrella, she looked back and smiled slightly.

The eyes fluttered between the eyebrows and eyes, seeming charming and charming, everyone seemed to be fascinated, their eyes were infatuated, and the room was silent.

Only the prince sat with his head bowed to the east of the emperor. He poured himself a glass of wine expressionlessly, then raised his eyes and looked at the bald monk sitting with his head bowed to the west of the emperor.

This bald monk is none other than Jiang Xingzhi.

He lowered his eyes slightly and turned the beads in his hand.

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