The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 182 Disaster for the country and the demon concubine 9.0
When Guan Fengyue heard the words, she curled her lips into a smile, and said casually: "Okay."

The conversation between the two stunned the concubines. No one in the palace knew the conflict between Guan Fengyue and Zhao Liuer. Now that Guan Fengyue lost power, Zhao Liuer changed her previous attitude and greeted her with a smile. What's your idea?
When Murong Yun came, he saw all the concubines in fancy clothes in the imperial garden, among them, he noticed Guan Fengyue sitting beside Zhao Liuer at a glance.

Her complexion looked much better than before, and she looked like she was drinking tea with her eyes down, as if she was five years ago.

"Your Majesty, these sisters are all more charming than flowers." Liu Qingyan followed his gaze and saw that he was looking at Guan Fengyue, gritted his teeth secretly, and smiled proactively.

Murong Yun didn't seem to be interested. He had just finished handling today's business, and he was tired. If he hadn't promised Liu Qingyan to accompany her to the Imperial Garden earlier, he wouldn't have come here.

After saluting, Murong Yun and Liu Qingyan landed in the middle position with the widest view, and the fourth concubine was closest to them. As soon as Murong Yun turned his head, he could see Guan Fengyue not far away.

There are many concubines who were taken into the palace and then forgotten and no one cares about them. For today, they have spent a lot of time dressing up, just to please Bo Murong Yun, so that he can pay attention to themselves again.

Compared with their elaborate attire, Guan Fengyue was much simpler. She was wearing a light blue palace attire with a magnolia hairpin inserted obliquely. Even her makeup was perfunctory, with only a touch of lip balm on.

Her appearance is exquisite and gorgeous, even if she is placed in a group of well-dressed concubines, she is particularly conspicuous. Although her complexion is much better than before, she still looks a little weak, compared to the past. The gorgeousness is a little more morbid.

She was lazily leaning on the stool, she looked sluggish, her sitting posture was not elegant and decent, and she felt lazy all over her body.

But just like this, she can attract Murong Yun's attention.

This made those well-dressed concubines grit their teeth with hatred.

Murong Yun unconsciously set her sights on Guan Fengyue, full of emotions, she was different from before.

Sitting next to Murong Yun, Liu Qingyan knew his changes well. She squeezed the silk scarf in her hand and gritted her teeth lightly.

A concubine who had been paying attention to Liu Qingyan hesitated to stand up and asked Ying to perform a dance for the emperor.

Although Liu Qingyan was unhappy, but after thinking about it, he agreed. It would be nice if someone could take the emperor's eyes away from that woman.

She sized up the dancing concubine for a while, and compared to this woman, Guan Fengyue was more threatening to her.

After the concubine got permission, she bowed to the two of them, flicked her sleeves, and started dancing.

The more she jumped, the worse Liu Qingyan's face became.

The dance she danced was exactly the dance Liu Qingyan danced when she entered the palace, and it was because of this dance that Murong Yun's attention was attracted.

It wasn't that she danced well, it was because she didn't dance well enough that Murong Yun felt novelty.

And this face-to-face concubine's every move seemed to be replicating her previous actions.

Liu Qingyan tried her best to maintain a smile on her face, but her hands on the armrest were tightly clenched.What does this woman mean?
Her movements were stiff, but her expression was very focused, which made the concubines who entered the palace before Liu Qingyan see some tricks.While they were gloating, they couldn't help guessing who had the guts to dance this dance in front of Liu Qingyan, or in such a posture.

In the second half of the dance, the movements of the concubine who performed the dance suddenly became smoother, and her every move was not as stiff as before. Because of the previous reflection, the second half of the whole dance looked quite impactful.

After the dance, the concubine knelt on the ground and did not get up for a long time.

Murong Yun clapped his hands, propped his chin, looked at Liu Qingyan and said with a smile: "This person is interesting, but her dance reminds me of the day I met the queen."

When the concubine who performed the dance heard this, she raised her head slightly, gave Murong Yun a shy look, then quickly lowered her head to him, fully performing the performance of a shy woman.

The smile on Liu Qingyan's face was a little stiff, she tugged at the corners of her mouth and said nothing.

Murong Yun is not a fool, so he naturally saw Liu Qingyan's displeasure. He glanced at the concubine kneeling on the ground indifferently: "Let the queen arrange the rewards and punishments."

Murong Yun's words undoubtedly made Liu Qingyan look good. His attitude was clear, and he cared about Liu Qingyan's thoughts, showing his love for Liu Qingyan unabashedly in front of everyone.

Liu Qingyan's complexion improved a little, she responded softly, looked at the concubine whose face suddenly turned pale, and simply rewarded some jewelry.

Her behavior was dignified and generous, but all the concubines present knew that this little Jieyu's dance did not attract the emperor's attention, but offended the empress, and the days after that might be difficult.

Some people presented their prepared talents one after another, and the flower fair was considered lively for a while.

Guan Fengyue watched their performance bored, covered her lips and yawned, lowered her eyes, a little bored.

"My concubine heard that Guan Xu had learned to dance, and it just so happened that the weather is fine today, can I ask Guan Xu to perform a dance for the emperor together with my concubine?" A Zhaoyi Shi Shiran walked to the middle and knelt down, and said softly .

All eyes turned to Guan Fengyue who was sitting beside Zhao Liuer, they were expecting what kind of reaction she would make.

Murong Yun subconsciously looked at Guan Fengyue, frowning slightly, she can dance?

Guan Fengyue raised her eyes lazily, glanced up and down at Lin Zhaoyi, and looked away with some disgust: "I'm not happy."

"You..." Lin Zhaoyi never thought that Guan Fengyue would refuse so directly, she didn't react for a while, she opened her mouth, unwilling to say anything else.

Before she could speak, Zhao Liuer looked at her coldly, and tapped her finger on the table: "If you want to dance while dancing by yourself, her body has not fully recovered, and she can't fight with you, and she's not a dancer, so why not?" Want to dance every day?"

There was sarcasm in her words, and she attacked most people indiscriminately at once. When she spoke, she was very direct, and she was not worried about offending people at all.

The Zhao family is the biggest supporter of the imperial power, and the Patriarch of the Zhao family is the most respected by Murong Yun, so even Murong Yun usually tolerates Zhao Liuer a little bit, no one in this palace dares to provoke her.

"Your Majesty, this concubine is exhausted, so I will leave first." After Zhao Liu'er finished speaking, regardless of the concubine's reaction, she pulled Guan Fengyue to stand up, and after saluting, she was ready to leave.

Murong Yun rubbed his forehead with a headache, the imperial power is not completely stable now, if the Zhao family is offended, and the Zhao family goes to seek refuge with Murong Qing, it will be a great threat to him, he has no choice but to nod in agreement with Zhao Liu'er.

"Wait, I really want to see the dance that Guan promised."

(End of this chapter)