In danger, he traveled through time to save her, and the black-bellied prince doted on her

At the banquet, the sound of the horse-head fiddle was mellow, low and melodious, and the sound of the erhu was soft, rich, melodious and smooth, just like the sound of nature.

When the music stopped, the tribesmen looked at their king with joy on their faces.

Mu Jinan stood beside Li Yuanyang. An old man and a woman came forward holding Hada in their hands. They slowly lowered their heads and the Hada fell lightly on their shoulders.

“???????? ???????? ????? ???????? ? ???? ???????? ?????? ????????”

The tribesmen all wished Wang a happy birthday and a long and healthy life. Mu Jinan asked Li Yuanyang a few words in Mongolian. Hearing that he was not lying, she looked happy and pointed at the cattle and sheep returning from afar:

"?????? ??????? ?????? ???????, ??????????????"

The tribesmen looked back into the distance. The green grassland spread to the horizon, white clouds floated in the air, cattle and sheep gathered in herds, and the river was like a silver ribbon, unfolding like a scroll.

The tribesmen cheered: "We have found our cattle and sheep."

"Great, the princess speaks our language now"

"When my brother was hunting, he encountered a pack of wolves and it was the princess's guards who saved him."

Everyone put their right fists on their left chests, bowed slightly, and smiled: "???? ???"

Li Yuanyang lowered his eyes and looked at her. The girl's smiling eyes were watery and bright, like bright pearls, illuminating the lonely and cruel king of the grassland.

He pulled the Hada in front of her and looked at her eagerly:

"Little Princess, where is the hairpin?"

Mu Jinan's face immediately darkened. She saw Li Huaijin staring at her intently. Her hand holding the hairpin was shaking. Li Yuanyang pulled up her sleeve and said in a deep and loud voice:

"The princess has prepared a birthday gift for me. Please help me put my hair in yours."

He specially combed his hair and wore clothes from the Central Plains today. Mu Jinan stepped back, and Li Yuanyang took a step forward, lowered his head and approached her. His dark pupils stared into her eyes:

"Princess, hairpin"

Mu Jinan bit her lip lightly, watching the tribesmen staring at her hands. She just wanted to poke out his eyes with a hairpin, her fingers trembling as she randomly stuffed the white jade hairpin into his black hair.

Li Yuanyang smiled triumphantly, looking at her meaningfully, one hand on her shoulder, one hand holding a bowl of tea, his laughter resounding across the endless grassland:

“Hahahaha, hahaha”

"You may not know that in the Central Plains, hairpins are tokens of love and are only given to the one you love."

"Pray for the protection of the Eternal Heaven. Princess and I share the same wish. Let us work together to bless our people with prosperity and happiness."

Yun Chi stood beside Li Huaijin, not daring to say a word.

The boy's pupils were filled with sadness and anger, and drops of blood from his palms fell on the grass, eroding this vitality, as if it would burn everything in the next second.

Mu Jinan gritted his teeth and whispered: "Take your hands away"

Li Yuanyang met the boy's eyes, curled his lips and smiled, his smile became more wild and fearless.

Everyone was excited. Their smiles were like the rising sun. Their eyes were clear without a trace of evil thoughts. They gradually accepted this princess.

"I pray for the protection of the Eternal Heaven and the happiness of my people"

"The princess is the lucky star of our grassland"

"I heard that the princess has asked the emperor of the Central Plains to reopen the trade. This treaty is much more extensive than before. I must take good care of my horses and go to Fanyang to sell horses and bring back some silk for my grandson."

..

The sound of the huqin sounded again, and everyone sang and danced. The breeze blew up their dark blue and amber gowns, and the emerald beads on their foreheads sparkled in the sun.

The nobleman entered the tent and sat cross-legged in front of the wooden table, while Li Yuanyang and Mu Jinan sat in the main seats.

Li Huaijin, Li Heng, Li Jie, Shi Si, Mu Yun, Yelu Chang, Sun Jingyi and others sat below.

More than ten dancers with Western appearance came into the tent, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and graceful figures.

The musicians held drumsticks in their hands and played on the Yatoke, accompanied by four-stringed fiddle and hujia, and the music sounded melodious and high-pitched.

Mu Jinan immediately sat up straight, staring at the dancers with shining eyes, with only one word: "Beautiful"

"Graceful and free, light and unrestrained"

The woman leading the dance was wearing a cinnabar-colored gauze dance dress. Her dance moves were graceful, like an elf walking on the snow-capped mountains.

Mu Jinan couldn't help but look at his hands, and felt that he could hold the woman's waist with just one hand.

She stared at the woman in a trance, picked up the wine cup on the table and drank it in one gulp. Li Yuanyang, who was sitting next to her, was stunned. Didn't she never eat a bite at a banquet?

The dancer brushed the veil in her hand across Sun Jingqi's face and poured wine for him with a charming look in her eyes. Sun Jingqi held the woman's wrist.

The dancer handed the wine cup to his mouth. Sun Jingqi's deafening laughter always made people frightened.

"Come to my tent tonight"

The dancer just nodded slightly, with a charming look on her face, and her light dance steps were like falling snowflakes. She accompanied the elegant young man. The young man was wearing a snow fox mask and had a refined temperament.

The dancer, with slender fingers and shy eyes, presented the wine cup.

Li Huaijin lowered his eyes and said nothing. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at Mu Jinan. The wine cup in the dancer's hand was pressed against his lips.

Mu Jinan avoided his gaze. It was just a cup of wine, and she was waiting for the beautiful woman to feed her a sip of wine.

Li Huaijin was slow to speak, so the dancer had to put down the wine cup and leave. Li Yuanyang filled Mu Jinan's glass with wine, and his voice penetrated every corner of the king's tent:

"My dear, drink two more cups."

Mu Jin calmed down for a moment. Was Li Yuanyang mentally insane? He was becoming more and more frivolous. She cursed in a low voice:

"shut up"

Li Huaijin picked up the jade cup, which had a rich aroma of wine and a hint of fruity fragrance.

The young man couldn't tell the difference between vinegar and wine. He drank cup after cup, with sparks in his eyes. He had tried to kill Li Yuanyang a thousand times.

The dancer moved her jade feet and presented the Hada in her hand to Li Yuanyang and Mu Jinan.

Mu Jinan took out a golden hairpin from her hair and gave it to her. The dancer smiled like a flower: "Thank you, Princess."

The dancer's sleeves fluttered, and the red silk in her hands fell. She gently twisted the handle of the wine jug with her bare hands. She turned her back to King Qi Li Jie, and her waist, as soft as cotton, drooped down.

The beauty's eyebrows were like emerald feathers, and her stunning face was reflected in Li Jie's eyes. After the wine was filled, Li Jie stroked her cheek with one hand, which was cool and warm, and his eyes were full of greed.

"Hahaha, okay, I want you to feed me wine."

The dancer had a flexible waist and jumped up to sit beside him. The wine cup was already handed to his mouth. Li Jie hugged the dancer roughly and pinched her slender waist with his big hands.

She fed him another cup of wine. Li Jie's cheeks flushed. He kissed her on the forehead and laughed:

"My beauty, come to my tent tonight."

The dancer said with seductive eyes: "That master also wants me, where should I go?"

Sun Jingqi was drunk and stared at Li Jie. His mother disappeared when he was young, and it was Li Jie's father who did it. His mother never returned to her hometown until her death. He and Li Jie were sworn enemies.

The young man sitting next to Sun Jingqi is his grandson, Sun Xiang, who is about fifteen or sixteen years old. His mother is a woman from the Western Regions. He has a good-looking face with deep eyebrows and distinct facial features.

He hated seeing these Western dancers the most and his face was full of anger.

Before Li Jie could speak, the dancer broke free from his arms, her veil fluttering, and the bells on her waist making clear and pleasant sounds, which seemed to bewitch every man.

She took off the sachet tied around her waist and threw it into Sun Jingqi's arms. He laughed heartily: "Haha"

There was a lifelike crane embroidered on the sachet. He held the dancer in his arms and the girl fed him a few cups of wine. She spoke softly:

"My Lord, please forgive me for not being able to follow you tonight. How about tomorrow night?"

Xuan Li, the follower kneeling beside Sun Jingqi, stared at the dancer with dark eyes:

"You are just a slave, don't be ungrateful, it was our master who wanted you first."

Sun Jingqi clenched his fists and looked into Li Jie's eyes. The two of them were secretly competing with each other.