The villain has been playing badly for ten years

At the beginning of summer, the sky was clear and misty again, and the sun shone through the sparse shadows, painting fine light and shadows on the vermilion palace walls.

Ning Xiusu was summoned by the palace ladies and invited to the Quchi Yuqiong Banquet.

Outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, there are jade steps and golden tiles, and brocade is laid out. Inside the hall, there are golden and jade curtains and pearls everywhere, making it look like a fairyland.

In the center, a dragon-carved throne inlaid with agate and covered with green gauze can be seen, revealing the retired emperor and the queen mother sitting behind them, with the young emperor Fang Lin in the main seat.

He was about five or six years old, wearing a fire-black robe and a twelve-tasseled crown with jade beads hanging down, covering his eyebrows and eyes.

Civil and military officials, dressed in court robes, holding jade tablets or wearing swords at their waists, were lined up on both sides and all sat down.

You should know that the Dayan Dynasty was relatively open-minded, and its founder was a woman, so the left row of seats were filled with female officials, and the right row was filled with important ministers.

The seats on the right were arranged in order of official rank. Ning Xiusu sat in the second seat, followed by Meng Qilian and Prince Sheng. As for Fang Xingye, he was closer to Mo Zhaoshan.

Prince Naqi An was probably not worthy of being on the stage, so he was not arranged here.

The banquet was filled with delicious delicacies. King Sheng Gu Cibei didn't have many friends with him, so after exchanging a few pleasantries, he remained silent.

Instead, Meng Qilian raised his chin towards him, motioning Ning Xiusu to look at the Mingyuzhu Stage.

But all I could hear were the sounds of sheng and pipe, accompanied by the crisp ringing of silver bells, and the graceful dancing of countless exotic girls, their arms and ankles adorned with silver bracelets and gold chains, sparkling with brilliance.

Meng Qilian said, "These are the Indian dancers sent as tribute by Persia. They are rarely seen on ordinary days."

Ning Xiusu didn't think it was anything strange. After drinking a few sips of wine, he felt even more sleepy and couldn't help yawning.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Meng Qilian jokingly asked, "Nian Zheng, did you steal oil last night?"

"Chasing the cat."

Ning Xiusu's posture was relaxed, and he said something out of boredom.

He poured himself a glass of wine and just after taking a sip, he looked across the stage and suddenly saw a female official in an indigo official robe sitting on the seat to the east of the dancer.

However, the maid standing behind her was very strange, with broad shoulders, a thick neck, thick hands and feet, and a rather burly appearance...

Ning Xiusu felt strange for a moment and couldn't help but glance in the direction of the female official twice.

Meng Qilian thought that he had been away from the court for a long time and was curious about many unfamiliar faces, so he reminded him:

"That was the great general who pacified Xichuan a while ago. He led 5,000 troops and captured a city... Even the maidservants by his side followed him into battle."

"Oh, she is a heroine."

Ning Xiusu listened to his praise and responded casually, but he always felt that the maid looked familiar and wanted to take a closer look.

This made the female general frown. Well, if she continued to watch, it would seem like she was just an impostor.

Ning Xiusu just withdrew his gaze.

"Hey hey," Meng Qilian gestured with his elbow, "This is the highlight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky was filled with snow-white petals, mixed with colorful sequins, like a salute. A woman in a light blue dress with woven feathers fell from the sky.

She had long eyebrows reaching her temples, moon-like eyes as clear as mountain spring water, a silver veil covering half of her face, and her dark cloud-like hair moving in the wind like spring mountains.

Why do I feel like I've seen this somewhere before?

Ning Xiusu took a closer look. This person was dressed in heavy makeup and looked pretty, but she couldn't suppress her heroic spirit.

His originally groggy head suddenly became clear.

That person...isn't it Hanamibai!

Although the dancer covered herself skillfully, her almond-shaped eyes could not deceive anyone, so the woman with rough hands and feet must be Pu Boyu.

Ning Xiusu understood in an instant that the two of them were now disguised as women, one hiding behind the table and the other dancing among the swirling petals. Could it be that they wanted to become assassins and leave their names in history?

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Suddenly, the sounds of flutes and pipes were heard, and snow-white flowers and rain fluttered in the air.

The lanterns hanging above the palace halls cast interlaced light and shadows. Several dancers, as light as swallows, were stained with brilliant colors and appeared and disappeared with the sound of music.

Hua Jianbai threw up her light blue sleeves and danced with graceful gauze, giving an imperceptible glance in the direction of the female general on the east side of the banquet.

If you don't have some understanding, it will be difficult to see the clues.

But Ning Xiusu could guess at a glance that this was clearly a way to contact Pu Boyu.

At this time, Hua Jianbai turned around and his figure bloomed like a lotus.

He seemed to have accidentally deviated from the center of the stage and danced ostentatiously while sitting on the seats around him.

Although Ning Xiusu remained calm, he had already guessed what Hua Jianbai was going to do.

He simply tilted his head back and took a few gulps of the liquor, just as Hua Jianbai's eyes were frozen as he danced towards the little emperor.

He actually stood up shakily, like a prostitute, and suddenly grabbed the dancer's arm and dragged her to his side.

"Beauty, would you like a drink?"

He pretended to be drunk and took advantage of the situation to put his arm around Hua Jianbai's waist. He picked up the white jade wine bottle with one hand and poured the wine to her lips in a very reckless manner.

Hua Jianbai never expected Ning Xiusu to do this. He was extremely nervous and his heart was pounding. When his eyes met Ning Xiusu's, he suddenly froze.

Perhaps out of embarrassment, Hanamibai's cheeks, under her powdered face, were slightly flushed.

Meng Qilian was shocked, and everyone else was even more surprised. The atmosphere suddenly dropped to zero, and Prince Xian was flirting with a dancer in public...

With a bang, Fang Jinchuan slammed the table in anger and said coldly: "Prince Xian, what are you doing?!"

Ning Xiusu was indeed very drunk and seemed to be lost. He saluted randomly to the people on the throne and pretended to vomit.

Ji Qingyu had been silent at first, but now he could no longer bear it and said with an oppressive dignity:

"Prince Xian, you should go sober up."

Anyway, Ning Xiusu had already established his image as a bastard in his early years, so it was not surprising that he tactfully left drunkenly at this time.

Fang Jinchuan lost interest and dismissed all the dancers when Hua Jianbai was about to leave.

But suddenly he said: "Wait, what's your name?"

Hua Jianbai was shocked and thought that he might have been exposed, and cursed the bastard villain in his heart.

He was just about to throw a cigarette bomb into the center of the hall, and then join forces with Pu Boyu to kidnap the little emperor and leave...

The female general next to Pu Boyu suddenly stood up, saluted, and said, "Your Majesty, this dancer is from India and probably doesn't speak the Central Plains language."

Hanamibai also pretended to be confused, without any sign of pretense.

Fang Jinchuan was just curious, but seeing that asking was pointless, he waved his hand and gave up.

Ning Xiusu was punished to kneel outside the palace gate to sober up. Seeing Hua Jianbai follow a group of dancers out of the hall, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But the weather was not good for man. Suddenly, the wind blew and a thunderstorm came. The sky was as dark as ink and dark clouds were overhead. It seemed that a storm was about to come.

After a while, bean-sized raindrops fell, hitting him painfully. Even after the banquet was over, no one told him to get up.

Meng Qilian came out of the hall and was about to step forward when he was reminded by a eunuch.

"Prince Xian made a mistake in front of the palace, angering the emperor. It's a mercy that he wasn't caned."

He glanced in Ning Xiusu's direction, sighed, and turned away. After all, the Emperor Emeritus could not stand the court officials forming factions, so it would be best if no one paid any attention to them.

Ning Xiusu was originally a half-mermaid, so a little rain wouldn't be a big deal. But now, his villainy had an extra layer of unbearable frenzy...

Soon, a palace maid wearing a yellow silk canopy and a black crown and long robe stood on the jade steps.

He lowered his head and glanced at Ning Xiusu, sighing in a tone of rotten wood that could not be carved: "Prince Xian, you act so frivolously and recklessly, go back to Lingnan."

He really hoped that this accidental incident would completely dissuade the Emperor from granting a marriage at the banquet.

He immediately accepted the emperor's request, but was driven out of the palace the next day.