The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 200 Disaster for the country and the demon concubine 27.0
Even though Guan Fengyue distanced herself from Murong Yun in time, Murong Qing's expression was still very ugly.

So much so that when he toasted Murong Yun, his eyes swept across Guan Fengyue, and when she looked at him, she felt guilty.

Guan Fengyue frowned when she realized that she was guilty, no, why did she have a guilty conscience?

Murong Yun didn't understand why Murong Qing was so angry all of a sudden, he looked at Guan Fengyue beside him, and narrowed his eyes slightly.Because of her?
Guan Fengyue didn't care about his scrutiny. There were dozens of eyes that looked at her after the whole dinner. These sights contained too many meanings, but most of them had bad intentions.

She has always looked bored, and she has no interest in this dinner party at all. She has no intention of getting ahead, nor does she want to do those insignificant things, thinking about waiting until later to find an excuse to slip away.

But she doesn't want to make trouble, but trouble always finds her. Some people just don't want her to be idle, so they insist on finding something for her to do.

Guan Fengyue looked coldly at the woman kneeling below, which concubine of Murong Yun was this person?Ah, I really can't remember.

She turned to look at Murong Yun, and he happened to turn to look at her with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Don't jump." Guan Fengyue refused decisively, she supported her head lazily, no matter how nice the woman kneeling on the ground said, she was indifferent.

Now that the envoys from various countries are here, the woman who proposed this proposal is sure that Guan Fengyue will not reject her proposal in order to maintain the image in Murong Yun's heart and please him.

But when Guan Fengyue refused, she couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

The woman before said her words too full and pleasant, and the hat she put on Guan Fengyue was too big. Now that Murong Yun was directly rejected by Guan Fengyue, she felt a little embarrassed for a while.

The concubine who made the proposal had already made preparations. If Guan Fengyue agreed, their people would have already prepared how to make her look ugly, but if she refused, it would undoubtedly embarrass Murong Yun in front of so many envoys. .

Even if she made Murong Yun unhappy, it would be good to drag Guan Fengyue into the water.

But what she didn't know was that in the past six months, after being taught by Guan Fengyue, Murong Yun had spoiled her to the extreme.

If she did this, Murong Yun would only blame her for the opinion, not Guan Fengyue.

"Why should my sister take Joe? Why don't you just offer a dance? My sister's dancing posture in the imperial garden that day can be said to be extremely beautiful, and my sister was amazed." Liu Qingyan spoke at the right time. She smiled and spoke softly. Her dancing is full of praise.

Guan Fengyue didn't even look at her, she looked at those concubines who were watching the show, and shaved her nails: "I am not a dancer, if the empress wants to watch the dance, you might as well let the dancer in the palace dance."

"Women in the Murong Dynasty are really ink marks." Before Liu Qingyan could say anything, the princess sent by the Western Regions for marriage became impatient. She stood up after receiving instructions and spoke very bluntly. .

She raised her head, looked straight at Liu Qingyan, and frowned slightly: "She said she didn't want to jump, I really don't know what you two are doing to force her like this?"

"If you don't dance, then don't dance, and you still talk about those silly things. If you have to let her dance, you will feel like a dick."

She spoke directly, which made Liu Qingyan's complexion a bit ugly, but she was just a queen with no power, no matter what she did, she had to worry about the face of the Murong Dynasty, and she had to act according to the faces of many people.

Even though she was depressed, she couldn't point at Yuyan and curse.

"Bold! How dare you be so rude to the queen!"

The envoy of the Western Regions was flustered, he quickly got up, blessed his body in the middle, tugged on Yu Yanwan's sleeves, and saw that she was still standing upright, like a rampaging iron-headed child In general, he sighed helplessly, and said with a good laugh: "I also ask the emperor and empress to forgive me, the princess has been like this since she was a child, she was spoiled, and her etiquette is not very thorough, I am very sorry."

When an envoy comes to another country, that is to say, the monarch of the country representing the envoy must pay great attention to every word and deed.

The Western Regions lost to Murong State in the war with Murong State. In order to buy time to breathe, they had to sign an agreement with Murong State. After the agreement was signed, they would be a head lower than Murong State.

In order to maintain the peace between the two countries, the envoys of the Western Regions have always been cautious in their speech, who knows that he has worked so hard to maintain the relationship, but Yu Yanwan disrupted everything for him with a single mouth.

"Why?" Yu Yanwan opened the envoy's hand dissatisfied, and frowned: "I'm telling the truth! Why do you have to apologize?"

The atmosphere suddenly became a little tense, and the ministers of Murong Kingdom couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to get up and scold them.

Guan Fengyue glanced at Murong Yun, he seemed to have a little interest in this upright and unusual princess of the Western Regions.

She curled her lips slightly, and when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, she said softly, "Since the envoy wants to apologize, why don't we let Princess Yuyan perform a dance, which happens to show us the style of the West Lake."

She was just a small promise, and she suddenly spoke abruptly, but it diverted the attention of the ministers to her.

The ministers no longer held on to Yu Yanwan, but scolded in their hearts, this demon concubine is too arrogant!

"This..." The envoy looked at Guan Fengyue and then at Liu Qingyan, not knowing what to do for a while.

He was a little confused about the relationship between them, but he could also see that this concubine with a low status was very favored, even the empress would give her some points.

But he hasn't figured out the form of the Murong Dynasty yet, so naturally he doesn't want to offend anyone.

Liu Qingyan tried his best to maintain the calmness and smile on his face. Before Murong Yun could speak, he held Murong Yun's hand first, and said softly, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

She took the initiative in her own hands and took the lead in asking questions to show her generosity and gentleness.

She tried to attract Murong Yun's attention, but he had already gotten used to it, so he just nodded, then set his eyes on Guan Fengyue, and withdrew his hand that was holding her.

"Yes."

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, the envoy quickly grabbed Yu Yanwan's hand and whispered a few words to her. Yu Yanwan, who originally wanted to refute, could only reluctantly agree.

When she retreated to change her dance clothes, Murong Yun asked Guan Fengyue in a low voice: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"Isn't it all your fault!" Guan Fengyue glared at him, unwilling to pay attention to his appearance. Yesterday, Murong Yun went crazy for some reason, and it was very high-natured until midnight. Guan Fengyue listened to the whole night. Ahh, I didn't sleep for almost a night.

Early in the morning, Xiaoqing and Anxiang pulled her up to make up again. She didn't sleep well, so she was naturally rude when speaking.

Murong Yun was not angry either, he stretched out his hand, pinched her nose, and said softly, "Okay, it's my fault."

Guan Fengyue caught a glimpse of Murong Qing with a gloomy expression from the corner of her eye, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)