After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

Chapter 663

Ai Mulan said to Zong Zhengxi: "Your Majesty, Ai Mulan came to the capital this time and brought the most famous musician of Loulan. Please allow Yuchenglou to perform a song for your Majesty."

Yu Chenglou stood up holding the guqin and bowed to Zong Zhengxi gracefully, elegantly and calmly.

The news that the Loulan people deliberately showed their power to the Jinwu Guards and Jinyi Guards at the city gate yesterday had already spread throughout the court.

Civil and military officials privately called the Loulan people barbarians.

I never thought there was such a graceful person, and he was a man.

When it comes to appearance, Yuchenglou is definitely worthy of the title of being as handsome as Pan An.

His joints are distinct and his fingers are long and slender like jade, which gives people a feeling of pity for no reason.

"This person...has a different aura than before."

Meng Qianqian said.

While everyone else's attention was attracted by the Princess of Loulan, she observed everyone carefully.

Obviously, Yuchenglou exudes a hidden arrogance and unruliness, but at this moment, it has a weak aura.

"It seems that Loulan's little musician is not a simple person."

Tan Er nodded seriously: "Well, it's not easy!"

My sister is always right!
Meng Lang chuckled and said, "A follower."

Tan'er wanted to punch again, but unfortunately there were two people between them, and she especially couldn't hurt her sister by mistake.

She sighed: "Just wait!"

"Haha, afraid of you?"

Meng Lang is fearless.

Beat him for a while and then get beaten again, first satisfy your urge to talk too much.

Zong Zhengxi looked at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan didn't look at him, but lowered his head to sip his tea.

Zong Zhengxi was a little anxious.

"Are you ignoring me on purpose?"

Meng Qianqian asked in a low voice.

Lu Yuan said: "He handled it very well even when I was away."

It’s time for the young emperor to take charge.

In fact, Zong Zhengxi had already been able to handle state affairs on his own, but as soon as Lu Yuan came back, his dependence on him became overwhelming again.

Lu Yuan can't always push him forward.

Regardless of whether his decision is right or wrong, he must take the most crucial step.

Zong Zhengxi asked for help to no avail, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Since Princess Loulan has such good intentions, I will not spoil her mood, so I will approve it."

Yu Chenglou walked to the center of the hall holding the guqin and said to the court musician of the Great Zhou: "Excuse me."

The court musician lent him his musical instrument.

He sat cross-legged on the cushion and plucked a few notes at random. Unexpectedly, the notes sounded like natural music, with lingering echoes.

The court musician was shocked: "What a nice piano."

Yu Chenglou smiled back, politely but distantly, and had no intention of introducing his own piano.

The court musician knew that the other party was arrogant and looked down on him, so he stopped trying to embarrass himself in front of him.

Yuchenglou began to play.

The crowd had never heard such beautiful music before, and they were almost involuntarily drawn into a certain mood.

In a trance, the candles in the hall were extinguished piece by piece by his internal force.

Several graceful beauties from Loulan entered one after another, holding pink lanterns and dancing lightly.

The group of people formed a gorgeous lotus.

When the lotus blossomed, a stunning woman in golden brocade clothes danced gracefully among the pistils.

She was barefoot, small and delicate, with small golden bells strung with red strings on her ankles.

As the dance steps change in pace, the little golden bells emit pleasant and alluring rhythms.

There was a thin veil on her face, her bright and charming facial features were vaguely visible, and her pair of enchanting peach blossom eyes seemed to be intoxicated by the peach forest.

The civil and military officials were all stunned.

It is hard to tell whether the music is more moving or the dance is more captivating.

In short, they were immersed in the artistic conception and could not extricate themselves for a long time.

As the music of Yuchenglou became more intense, her dancing became more sonorous and powerful, and her eyes became more penetrating. Like a hook, she firmly hooked everyone's soul.

She is like a demon, a ghost, a fox, and a fairy. She is so beautiful that she seems to have walked out of a painting, and so charming that it makes people feel like they are in a fantasy world.

She moved lightly to Tan'er's side, stretched out her soft white hand, and gently hooked Tan'er's chin.

Tan'er's eyes widened.

She bent her slender waist and pressed her delicate cheek against Tan'er's face.

Tan Er's saliva flowed all over the floor: "What a beautiful sister..."

The dancer smiled charmingly, touched Tan'er's forehead with her fingertips, and left gracefully.

Tan Er stretched out her arms and said reluctantly, "Sister, don't leave... Sister, please don't let me get hurt again!"

"puff--"

Meng Lang spat out a mouthful of tea.

The dancer danced in front of General Zhou again and gently wrapped her colorful dress around his neck.

She pulled gently, without using any force, but it seemed as if she had some magical power, and she even brought back General Zhou's soul.

General Zhou stood up stupidly.

The dancer approached him seductively, but just as she was about to touch him, she took a glass of wine from the table and put it to his lips.

She left the wine glass to the soul-destroying General Zhou, spun it around, and tapped his shoulder.

General Zhou sat down.

Wang Daniu poked him in the stomach with his elbow: "What a success!"

"what--"

General Zhou woke up as if from a dream. He covered his aching stomach and whispered through gritted teeth, "Why are you using so much force? Do you want to kill me?"

The dancer offered wine to several dignitaries, then returned to Tan'er, stroked her cheek, and kissed her through the veil.

Tan Er was so excited that her eyes widened: "Sister is so beautiful!"

The dancer was graceful, charming but not vulgar, and she also toasted Meng Qianqian with a glass of wine.

Lu Yuan took it and drank it.

The dancer tilted her head to cover her face, smiled shyly, and slowly returned to the center of the lotus.

The lotus is closed.

The lanterns went out.

Just one song.

The hall fell into darkness and silence.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
It was Meng Qianqian’s applause.

Everyone was suddenly pulled out of the artistic conception, as if waking up from a dream.

The Loulan beauty holding the lantern and the lead dancer had already left the stage. Everyone looked at the empty center of the hall, feeling that it was all a dream.

The musician Yu Chenglou held the guqin, stood up and bowed to the young emperor.

Then, his eyes casually swept across the queen and concubine on both sides.

The Queen's expression remained unchanged; she was one of the few people who had not yet joined the game.

The imperial concubine's eyes were filled with admiration for the beauty, clear and pure, without a trace of jealousy.

The most enthusiastic one was the little black girl. It was no exaggeration to say that she was looking forward to it very much.

He returned to Ayimulan and reported: "The reaction of the people of Dazhou was somewhat unexpected."

Aimulan picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Back off."

"Yes, princess."

Yuchenglou returned to his seat holding the guqin.

Ai Mulan asked: "Your Majesty, I wonder if the performance just now satisfied you?"

Zong Zhengxi thought for a moment and said seriously, "Satisfied, but she's wearing too little."

Loulan envoys: "..."

Aimulan said: "Since Your Majesty is satisfied, Aimulan is willing to make the decision on behalf of the King of Loulan and present my number one dancer, Arna, to Your Majesty."

"Ok?"

Zong Zhengxi was shocked.

Before he could react, Aimulan clapped her hands.

Alna, who had already put on her cloak, walked into the hall leisurely and bowed to Zong Zhengxi: "Alna greets His Majesty."