Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 904: In a nutshell (1)
Mu Xiang is not far from them, and she has been paying attention to the person opposite, even if she doesn't look at him, it doesn't hinder her attention.If she was afraid that Mr. Helian would be jealous, she would have run over early in the morning.

Just as he lowered his head to think, suddenly there was a piece of fish meat on his mouth, and when he raised his eyes again, he met Mr. Helian's dark face, "Eat!"

What is this lecherous woman doing to stare at her husband without looking at her husband?
That bastard Xuanyuan Heng is just a little skinny and can put on a show, but in fact he is darker than anyone else on the inside.

Mu Xiang opened her mouth obediently, and the fish in her mouth was tender and smooth, with all the bones picked out, so she could eat it with confidence.

Looking at Mr. Helian's dark face, no matter how ingratiating he smiled, it didn't seem to work.

She stretched out her hand, and quietly climbed onto his lap under the table.

He Liancheng's eyes changed color in an instant, his hands holding the chopsticks tightened violently, and his black eyes were stained with lust.

Mu Xiang was too familiar with the meaning of his eyes, so she quickly withdrew her hand and said haha, "That... this fish is delicious, can you pick some more for me?"

Young Master Helian pursed his lips lightly, stared at her for a long while, and then slowly turned his eyes away, his hands kept moving, skillfully pick fish meat from the plate, "Eat, don't look around!"

"Oh, don't look at them, I think they are decorations," she said in a loud voice on purpose, and she didn't finish, "People say that the more beautiful things are, the less durable they are. They sat together, This sentence is fully verified!"

Xuanyuan Heng saw Mu Xiang for the first time, of course he didn't expect her to say these words, he was drinking, and he choked a mouthful of wine in his throat, if he didn't try his best to hold back, he would almost spit it out.

In contrast, Tang Yan seemed much calmer. He said to Xuanyuan Heng: "Don't mind, she has always been like this. You see, we are all used to it."

Xuanyuan Heng smiled reluctantly, "Quick talkers are cuter than those who only follow others."

"It's better for you to say less about comments like cute, otherwise someone will go crazy," Tang Yan glanced at He Liancheng, obviously the words were meant for him.

"Hehe, I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it. It is true that there is a saying that one thing falls one thing," Xuanyuan Heng said without malice.

Emperor Tang was joking with several ministers, and Mu Fengting motioned for several princesses to come forward and perform some entertaining performances.

Wang Hai stood up and said a few beautiful words, and then a woman in a lotus leaf skirt, supported by a maidservant holding a pipa, walked to the center, bowed to the people sitting there, and began to play.

A woman who grew up in the palace really has no strengths other than these available talents.

Moreover, most of the talents they practice have no soul and no emotion, just like marionettes, being led by their limbs, living without any dignity.

Except for a few ministers who listened with gusto, no one else responded.

Cliché, stereotyped, there is really little merit.

Tang Xin was surrounded by several aristocratic masters and couldn't turn around.

Tang Mo didn't dare to leave either, he had to keep an eye on Sikongtuo, in case this guy made any bad words and made it difficult for everyone to step down.

The Lord Protector stared at He Liancheng all night. There was nothing he could do. Seeing the two of them immediately reminded him of Jiang Rong in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Whether it was open or covert, none of his people could sneak in.

Sikong Tuo was still picky, and now he didn't talk about the food and drink, but provoked the performance of several princesses.

Ordinary talent can't catch his eyes, so he yelled again, "What kind of mess is this, come and let the emperor and princes of Nanjin experience our Canglan talent!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several people dressed as Cang Lan came up with a big drum.

There are also a few women in revealing clothes, showing off their small waists, and wearing Canglan's unique accessories, walking enchanting steps, stepping on small silver bells, and rushing quickly to the middle of the palace banquet.

A woman in the lead greeted Emperor Tang slightly, and said in a crisp voice: "At the order of the eldest prince, my slaves and sisters will bring to the emperor a song of drums and horns that we Canglan people play when we hunt. "

Tang Huang agreed with a smile, "Since it was brought by Prince Sikong, then I must see it."

"My family complies with the order!" This woman has a charming appearance, with single phoenix eyes and tall eyes. When she looks at people, she always has a sense of seduction and seduction.

Mu Fengting naturally saw it too, she hid her displeasure, and still had a generous and decent smile on her face.

Tang Mo raised his hand slightly, indicating that they can start.

The little princess who was playing, with tears of humiliation in her eyes, got up and left. The maid stepped forward to take the piano away, and returned to the original position with her.

As a princess, it is really pitiful to be reduced to such a situation.

"Boom!" There was a loud and heavy drum sound.

The ministers sitting here seldom heard the real Canglan drum. When they heard this sound suddenly, they were almost frightened to have a heart attack. They had to hold their chests and panted heavily.

"My God, what kind of musical instrument is this called? It's clearly a reminder!"

"Yeah, my heart is almost stopped by it. I think Canglan people have to listen to this every day. No wonder they look like wild animals, which is unreasonable!"

The women in the arena danced happily, stepping on the drumbeat, and their first steps were extremely precise.

The posture also followed the steps, the waist, the chest, and the buttocks swayed in a seductive arc.

The eyes of the young gentlemen were straightened. Such a bold dance and such a sexy movement could only be seen in brothels in the past.

The two adults were still muttering, their voices were not loud, but Sikong Tuo wanted to listen, so he would definitely hear it.

"Bang!" Sikong Tuo slammed his fist on the table, stood up, and stared at them with an angry face, "What are you talking about? What's wrong with my Cang Lan's dance? It's because you don't know how to appreciate it. I will look at those things that are so weak that they cry and sing, I, Canglan people, have been like this since ancient times, if the emperor doesn't like it, why bother to invite this prince to Beijing!"

Turn your face, turn your face again, this guy is a professional face turner!

Or in other words, Sikong Jin met someone who cheated his brothers, and he wanted to make him unable to go back to Canglan, and wanted him to die in Nanjin.

(End of this chapter)