Concubine often travels through: the magic doctor and ugly concubine

Chapter 42
Zuo Junjin seemed to be immersed in her own music, but in fact, her attention was always focused on Nie Yingqiu who was dancing in the center of the arena.

She deliberately accelerated the playing speed, her fingers moved together, and the strings continued to emit passionate tunes; look at Nie Yingqiu, with fluttering sleeves, and her steps accelerated with the acceleration of the music, but there was no mess in the slightest.

Beads of sweat were already forming on the foreheads of the two of them, but neither of them wanted to show weakness.

"It's really boring. Is it so important to marry a good husband?"

Zuo Junyao shook her head helplessly, feeling sad about the fate of ancient women again.

Relying on their father when they are born, relying on their husband when they grow up, and relying on their sons when they grow old, they are tied down by different men all their lives.

When she came to this place, she was looking for her husband, but she would not tie her whole life to that man!
"Prime Minister, Qianyuan really has good piano skills! At such a young age, she has superb skills and has a bright future!" Some officials at the next table already began to congratulate Zuo Zhishan.

Zuo Zhishan smiled and didn't answer, but he was obviously very happy, and there was a sense of pride in his eyes.

Mo Jingli watched coldly the two women in the center of the arena working hard to win the man's smile, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Women, no matter how noble their births, are still lowly!You can still fight to the death for a man.

There is no fighting with weapons and no bloodshed on their battlefield, but it is more cruel than war.

Just like those women in his harem, in order to win his attention, they will use any method, seduce, frame, or even kill, as long as it is beneficial to them, they can do it.

So he never wanted to get close to them except to solve his own needs.

Except the one next to him.

He looked at Concubine Shu at the side.

Although he doesn't love this woman, she holds a special place in his heart.

At this moment, in her eyes, it was the figure of another man.

Mo Jiuxiao naturally discovered the scorching gaze that had been staring at him since just now, but he couldn't and couldn't look back at it.

They have become strangers, since they have fallen into the arms of his imperial brother, why does she still miss him?
Mo Jiuxiao didn't want to figure it out anymore, he just hoped that the woman would become smarter and stop challenging the man's bottom line, otherwise, when he found her useless in the future, he would definitely discard her.

Both of them on the field gradually began to feel tired.

Zuo Junjin resented in her heart: "That damned woman! Why don't you stop! If this continues, I will almost be unable to hold on!"

While she was thinking about countermeasures, Nie Yingqiu spun around and threw her water sleeves high into the air. Her heartbeat could no longer be restrained, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted, hoping that Zuo Junjin could stop first.

"I must not admit defeat! I must not lose face in front of King Duan!"

In the end, it was Zuo Junjin who slowed down the speed of the music, and Nie Yingqiu's dancing slowed down, and finally the song ended and her footsteps stopped.

"Okay! Hahaha..." Mo Jingli first applauded and praised, and then everyone in the audience also applauded and praised.

Zuo Junjin calmed down, retracted her aching fingers, slowly got up, came to the center of the field, and stood up with Nie Yingqiu, who had just got up and was panting, saluted the man on the stage together, and retreated to her position.

"Prime Minister Zuo, Minister Nie, you really took care of your daughter very well! This song and this dance are deeply in my heart. I think that all the lovers feel the same way, right?"

As soon as Mo Jingli said this, the audience immediately agreed.

"Your Majesty, I have a request!"

(End of this chapter)