Quickly wear the host, don't panic, the person hasn't run far yet

The ministers, who were quick-witted, glanced at the first person with an uneasy look from time to time, and their hearts couldn't help but sink.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to get through today in peace.

But now that things have come to this, it is impossible for them to leave with any excuse.

I could only mechanically chew the food on the plate and wait for the development of the situation.

The sound of stringed instruments and wind wind music was incessant, and the dance performance in the center of the dance floor did not arouse anyone's interest at all.

An indescribable weird atmosphere kept spreading throughout the banquet.

It’s different from the taste of other people’s food.

At this moment, Mu Wanxi was enjoying Luochen's feeding with peace of mind.

Blinking his eyes, he watched the performance in the audience intently.

It was deep winter, but the dancers were dressed coolly.

Mu Wanxi watched intently, and then seemed to have thought of something.

Eyebrows crooked.

She whispered something in Luochen's ear.

A smile emanated from Luochen's eyes.

The tips of my ears unconsciously began to turn slightly red.

But he still listened carefully.

Until Mu Wanxi straightened up and winked at him mischievously.

He responded softly.

"it is good."

Mu Wanxi looked at someone's ears that had turned completely red and couldn't help but touch them.

It was extremely hot, and the burning sensation went from my fingertips straight to my heart.

Mu Wanxi was in an exceptionally good mood.

Her prince is so innocent~

She had discovered it long ago, even though the two of them had already done very intimate things.

But he would still feel shy and at a loss if he flirted with him casually.

But trying hard to remain calm.

Mu Wanxi narrowed her eyes and ate the shrimps that Luo Chen had peeled from her hand.

The flexible tip of the tongue licked as if it had a hook, which made Luo Chen a little distracted, but he still maintained a calm expression.

He withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened and couldn't help but curl his fingers.

The remaining wet touch on his hands, as expected, made Luochen's ears even redder, and the redness continued to spread upwards.

Mu Wanxi chewed the shrimp in her mouth happily.

Mmm~ So smooth~ So tender~

He curled the corners of his lips secretly and continued to watch the performance of the dancers in the center of the dance floor as if nothing had happened.

There was a hint of helplessness in Luochen's eyes, knowing that someone did it on purpose.

He secretly adjusted his disordered breathing and continued to peel shrimps resignedly.

The two of them acted as if no one was around.

Everyone has different thoughts.

No one noticed that in the shadows behind the left side, there was a swaying figure who slowly stood up.

He staggered towards the center of the stage.

The man seemed to be drunk, and he walked unsteadily, as if he would fall down at any time.

But he still staggered to the center of the hall.

Only then could everyone see the man's face clearly in the light of Taichung.

Concubine Yu was wearing a bright red wide-sleeved flowing fairy dress and dancing gracefully to the sound of stringed instruments in the center of the dance floor.

Her dance steps were a bit messy and disorganized, but her movements were extremely large.

The dancers' formation was disrupted by her arrival.

I had to be forced to stop and stand aside stiffly.

They looked at each other and saw helplessness in their companions' eyes.

The sounds of stringed instruments gradually died down.

Only Concubine Yu was left, still spinning in the hall with an intoxicated look on her face.

She put on heavy, bright makeup today, but it still couldn't hide the unnatural blush on her face.

Until on the high platform, Emperor Qingyuan, with a livid face, shouted loudly.

"enough!"

Concubine Yu fell to the ground like a puppet whose spring had been pulled out.

Her chest was heaving violently because of the rotation just now.

Her crimson lips were slightly raised, with a seductive smile always on the corner of her mouth.

"Your Majesty, don't you like it?"

Concubine Yu supported herself on the ground with her hands and stood up shakily.

The expression on his face seemed to be neither smiling nor laughing, strange and stiff, but there seemed to be obvious doubt in his eyes.

"I dance better than them, don't I?"

As Concubine Yu spoke, she held her chin high and glanced at the panicked dancers beside her, her eyes full of contempt.

"Your Majesty, I remember that you used to like watching me dance the most. At that time, I danced for you on the couch every day."

Concubine Yu's expression suddenly became inexplicably excited.

She lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing her slender ankles, and walked around the hall barefoot again.

It seemed like she was showing off her huge red skirt to everyone.

Seeing that no one responded, the hall remained silent.

There was no cheering as she expected.

She seemed a little confused.

He looked at everyone in confusion until his eyes fell on the livid face of Emperor Qingyuan.

Then he said with eyes wide open as if he had suddenly realized something.

"I remember now. The emperor likes me to dance and take off my clothes at the same time~~"

As he said this, he moved his hand to his coat and pulled it hard.

She threw the already thin outer shirt away with great force, drawing an arc in the air and falling to the ground not far away.

She seemed to feel that it was not enough and continued to put her hands on her skirt with a smile on her face.

Emperor Qingyuan could no longer hold back and roared.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and drag her away! Don't let her attract attention here and bring shame to the royal family."

When Concubine Yu heard this, her fingertips paused, and in an instant she seemed like a different person.

The strange smile on his face was replaced by a look of full resentment.

"It's a disgrace to the royal family..."

She repeated it in a low voice, somewhat nervously.

Suddenly he raised his head and looked directly into Emperor Qingyuan's eyes.

Slowly walked towards the platform.

He walked and muttered to himself.

"Speaking of people who seek to attract attention and make a fool of themselves.

I don't know whether it is more embarrassing for the royal family to dance or for Your Majesty to lose all his eyebrows and beard."

Concubine Yu's voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear.

Suddenly, there were bursts of gasps coming from all over the hall.

Then, silence returned again.

Everyone's faces were solemn and terrified. They all held their breath and dared not even breathe.

Emperor Qingyuan's face turned even darker, and veins popped out on his forehead.

Concubine Yu seemed not to see it.

He laughed to himself.

She stopped and stood there, laughing so hard that she could hardly stand up.

The laughter echoed in the silent hall, making people's hair stand on end.

Emperor Qingyuan could no longer tolerate this and was about to call for someone to drag her away again.

Then, mixed in with this hair-raising laughter, there was a shrill howl.

The queen, who had been sitting upright in her seat watching the fun, had now collapsed to the ground, her face pale and pale, no longer as dignified as before.

"Chu'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare mother. Chu'er... Imperial physician... Quickly call the imperial physician!"

The queen held her own son in her arms and screamed until she was hoarse.

But Li Yuchu had already closed his eyes at this moment, and blood was still gushing out of his mouth, staining the queen's luxurious dress red.

The hall was instantly plunged into chaos. Some palace servants ran out tumbling, but were stopped by guards at the door of the outer hall.

The palace servant was about to shout when a figure in black came silently behind him, covered his mouth, ignored his struggle, and dragged him into the darkness.