Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 515 Lesson to Du Ruolan (2)
Mu Yutang's bright face darkened in an instant, and she followed the sound to look at Xiao Qingyu, only to see him holding the sapphire cup and shaking it at her twice, intending to remind her: If you don't want to get drunk, you can only drink two more cups.

Mu Yutang curled her lips, two cups are two cups, there is also a lot of fruit wine in Prince Qi's mansion, she is not afraid of getting drunk after returning to the mansion, she can drink as much as she wants.

Sitting on the brocade couch on the high platform, Du Ruolan looked at the tacit interaction between Xiao Qingyu and Mu Yutang, and a flash of meaning flashed in her eyes: Mu Yutang married the young, handsome, amazingly talented Xiao Qingyu, the husband and wife love each other, and they love each other very much. Annoy people……

A stern look appeared in Du Ruolan's eyes, and then disappeared without a trace. He gently tugged on the emperor's sleeve, and said delicately, "Your Majesty, I'm tired of watching songs and dances every day."

The emperor looked at her coquettish gaze, his sharp pupils were full of doting: "Then what does Ruolan want to see?"

"Back to the emperor, my concubine wants to watch the sword dance." Du Ruolan said softly, with a charming smile on her beautiful face, the emperor was in a trance, and proudly said: "This is easy, come... "

"Your Majesty, the sword dances of the soldiers are so masculine and masculine. The fetuses of the concubines are still young. I'm afraid they won't be able to bear so much masculinity. It's best to watch the gentle sword dance of women." Du Ruolan carried it with a smile. Opinion.

The emperor frowned lightly: "Girls in the Qinglong Kingdom put literature first, and rarely practice martial arts, and there are very few who can dance with swords..."

"Does your majesty still remember that during the third prince's dust-cleaning banquet, which daughter did the concubine perform the sword dance with?" Du Ruolan's eyes sparkled, and his smile was gentle and pleasant.

Everyone's eyes focused on Mu Yutang. Half a year ago, Mu Yutang and Du Ruolan's frightening sword dance while fighting and dancing opened their eyes, and their memory is still fresh.

The emperor's gaze narrowed slightly: "Ruolan wants Yutang to perform a sword dance."

If this remark comes out, there will be an uproar in the audience. It is very inappropriate for a married woman to be in charge of the inner court, to regard her husband as the sky, and to perform her talents in front of others. Performing dances is reasonable, but she married the noble son of Qi Wang, as the concubine of Qi Wang, and then performed her talents in the hall for the civil and military officials to see, what a shame.

Mu Yutang frowned tightly in her heart, she knew that the banquet was not going to be a good one, Du Ruolan didn't rely on her pregnancy to find her bad luck, and felt uncomfortable.

Xiao Qingyu's face was clear and light, white jade fingers gently rubbed the sapphire cup, his obsidian-like pupils contained endless profundity, and no one could see the true meaning in them.

The emperor's eyes were fixed, and he said softly: "Ruolan, Yutang is Prince Qi's concubine, so it is not suitable to perform sword dance for you again."

"But my concubine really wants to see it. The emperor will let her dance a part, just one part." Du Ruolan tugged on the emperor's sleeve and shook it gently. requirements.

The emperor pondered for a moment, then looked at Mu Yutang with kindness in his eyes: "Yutang, Ruolan is your elder, she is pregnant, and it is extremely hard work, so you can do a sword dance for her, so that she can relax and relax."

Mu Yutang sneered, sword dancing for her aunt as a niece and daughter-in-law is not a humiliation, but a matter of course. However, the emperor's original match is the empress, and only the empress is her aunt. Said to be her elder?

Looking quietly at the queen, her decent smile froze as expected, and her eyelids sank slightly, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is wise." Du Ruolan leaned against the Emperor, her eyes were full of happiness, and she frequently looked at Mu Yutang provocatively.

Mu Yutang frowned tightly, but saw a young eunuch walking in front of her holding a large tray, and said in a deep voice, "Concubine Shizi, please choose the sword."

On the red velvet cloth are six blue bamboo swords of different shapes, styles, and lengths. Each handle is polished very smooth and round. The blades and tips are relatively blunt to prevent accidental injuries during the sword dance.

Mu Yutang's bright face was slightly gloomy. Before she agreed, the little eunuch brought the bamboo sword in front of her. However, the emperor had ordered her to dance the sword. Whether she agreed or not, she had to dance.

Du Ruolan asked her to dance the sword to trouble her. If she really followed Du Ruolan's wishes, there would definitely be more troublesome things waiting for her. She didn't want to be led by the nose.

Mu Yutang looked at the little eunuch with a full smile: "My father-in-law, can I take a closer look at these six long swords? Choose the most suitable one."

"Of course." The little eunuch raised his hand, and the six bamboo swords flew into the air, spinning rapidly in mid-air. The light green swords radiated a burst of bamboo fragrance, which made people feel refreshed.

Mu Yutang smiled slightly, and the small hand under the sleeve quietly shot out a force, and hit a bamboo sword. The bamboo sword tilted instantly, and stabbed towards Du Ruolan fiercely with lightning speed.

Du Ruolan was unprepared, and watched as the bamboo sword plunged into her bun, nailed her back to the brocade couch tightly, the hilt of the sword was exposed, trembling, trembling, trembling, trembling!
The blood on Du Ruolan's small face faded away, and she felt the bamboo sword close to her scalp, exuding a icy coolness, she woke up like a dream, and screamed: "Ah."

The delicate hair bun was scattered in a mess, which made her feel extremely embarrassed. She didn't care to tidy up, her slender body was like mud, and collapsed on the soft couch, her eyes were full of horror.

The emperor's face sank slightly, his lips were pursed lightly, and he didn't say a word.

The ministers looked at each other and looked at each other, what's going on?

The concubines were holding silk handkerchiefs in their hands, covering their mouths with gourds, and their eyes gleamed with gloating. The concubines with a dignified phoenix body deserved to be in such a mess.

Xiao Qingyu looked at Mu Yutang, his deep eyes were full of doting: she is so naughty!

"Mu Yutang, if you don't want to dance your sword for me, you can just tell me why you assassinated me?" Du Ruolan came back to her senses, staring at Mu Yutang bitterly, her face was as pale as snow, her body trembling slightly: just now At that moment, she thought that the bamboo sword would be pierced on her forehead!
Although Mu Yutang didn't hurt her, but she frightened her and made her lose face in front of everyone, she would never let her go easily.

"Concubine Lan, I flew out that sword by myself, and I didn't throw it out. Why did I assassinate you?" Mu Yutang blinked her beautiful eyes, as innocent as they were.

Du Ruolan gritted her teeth in hatred, pulled out the bamboo sword on top of her head, and with a sudden force, only heard a click, and the delicate bamboo sword was instantly broken into two pieces. , if you didn't do anything, the sword would fly out by itself?"

Mu Yutang frowned and said, "There are so many people in the hall, I'm not the one closest to the sword, and I'm not the one with the highest martial arts and internal strength. Why doesn't your empress doubt this one, or that one, but you have to doubt me?"

(End of this chapter)