Pseudo-quick wear: Emperor Zun, don't be arrogant

Chapter 57 The High Leng Concubine of the Domineering King (31)

Zuo Xiang’s daughter, Zuo Yuyan, is Zuo Xiang’s youngest daughter. Before Zuo Yuyan, Zuo Xiang had two sons and a daughter. Not much.

It is absolutely rare for a family with only one daughter like General Leng.

Of course, it is even rarer for the current emperor to have no children.

After all, the emperor was already in his twenties, and he was considered an old man in ancient times.

Zuo Yuyan danced the Flower Blossom Dance. She was wearing a swaying red dress. From a distance, it looked like a flower twisting and turning on the stage, about to bloom.

Fu Li asked herself that although she had seen countless performances in her previous life, she still saw relatively few purely ancient dances like this. After all, no matter how much she imitated the ancient times in her previous life, it was impossible to really have such ancient flavors.

As Zuo Yuyan swayed, bursts of strange scents emanated out, not as strong as ordinary flower scents, but a faint fragrance, but damn attractive.

Fu Li looked around and found that many people had intoxicated expressions on their faces, so she turned to look at the emperor.

However, the emperor didn't watch the people on the stage at all. Instead, he held a glass of wine and slowly sipped it, as if he was drinking some kind of nectar.

Noticing Fu Li's gaze, the emperor raised his head, but suddenly smiled.

That smile brightened his originally gloomy face, and his already excellent facial features actually carried a sinister taste.

Fu Li only felt her heart skip a beat.

The current beauty is really Alexander.

It took Fu Li a lot of effort to move her eyes away from the emperor's face, but she met the eyes of King Luo who had never spoken.

Luo Wang and the emperor have five points similar facial features, but the emperor may have an indescribable arrogance all over his body because he became the emperor, while Luo Wang has a deep face, and it looks like the kind of person who wants to seek the dynasty. Lord of usurpers.

As Zuo Yuyan danced more and more late, what Zuo Yuyan wanted to show was a flower that was slowly opening, and her movements gradually began to rush, and the fragrance became more and more obvious, and the surrounding area became more and more More and more people fell into obscurity.

But Luo Wang still had a clear expression on his face, and when he met Fu Li's eyes, there was a bloodthirsty smile flashing across those dark eyes.

Fu Li was taken aback by seeing such a wanton and undisguised smile, but then a bad premonition welled up in her heart.

On the stage, Zuo Yuyan's dance has come to the end, her whole body starts to spin, and the dancing girls around her also start to spin, if you look down at the whole time, the scenery on the stage is that several red peonies are gradually blooming The sight is gone.

The fragrance became more and more intense, and Fu Li began to feel a little wandering.

"Ma'am." Xiao Lian suddenly walked to Fu Li's side and squatted down, took a piece of pastry with her chopsticks and put it in the bowl in front of Fu Li.

A fresh smell suddenly poured into Fu Li's nostrils, and her confused mind suddenly cleared up a lot.

Fu Li looked at Xiaolian, but saw that some white powder had been put on her cuffs at some point, and the pleasant smell came from there.

"What's this?" Fu Li looked at the bewildered people around her, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Tonight, it looks like something is going to happen.

(End of this chapter)