The scumbag can't hold back his tears [Quick Transmigration]

The king of Zhenbei re-entered the table, his expression as usual.

As if it wasn't him who shaved his eyebrows.

Bai Jianrong finally frowned and put down the wine bottle.

There was one more thing he couldn't figure out.

Men rarely shave their eyebrows, and there is no special meaning about men's eyebrow shaving in the customs and criminal laws of Da Zhou and the previous dynasties.

Bai Jianrong only knew that many women would shave off their eyebrows in order to outline them.

Could it be that the king of Zhenbei wants to behave like a woman, feminize himself, and show his majesty the right to abstain from the army, so as to be the favorite of the court?

But how could God of War of the Great Zhou make such a decision, and how could he carry out such a decision without warning during the banquet and in full view of everyone?

Bai Jianrong couldn't figure it out.

Emperor Xuanwen couldn't figure it out either.

The two have their own thoughts.

But the difference is that Emperor Xuanwen would ask, he seemed to be very concerned, looked at King Zhenbei, and said kindly, "Why did Ah Qing suddenly leave the banquet and shave his eyebrows?"

Wei Yinzhuang also looked at King Zhenbei, his brows were pale, and no emotion could be seen.

When Emperor Xuanwen opened his mouth, Wei Yinzhuang raised his hand and stroked Zhenbei Wang's naturally generous eyebrows. His eyebrows had not been shaved very clean, leaving a lot of stubble.

But when Wei Yinzhuang only met King Zhenbei, King Zhenbei was shocked, and hit Wei Yinzhuang's hand with a "ba" sound. He grabbed his hand and pulled it down, winking at Emperor Xuanwen. Blinking, remembering slowly, stood up and saluted, and said, "Return to Your Majesty, it's hot."

Emperor Xuanwen "..."

The clear and shallow moonlight gently sprinkled on the alluring woman who danced to the beat during the banquet.

The wind of the spring night, blowing on her cheeks that were as bright as the sunset in the sky, lifted strands of blue hair, and touched the hearts of all the ministers!

"call"

The ten-foot red gauze protrudes from the sleeves of Feng Qingli, like a Hongqiao bridge just after the rain, bulging with endless radiance, infinite tenderness, and infinite elegance. The women in the red gauze seem to climb to the top of the clouds together, releasing Boundless fireworks!

Feng Qingli closed her eyes.

Her crow-feather-like long eyelashes trembled gently on her alluring cheeks.

Then she spins.

Spin.

Spin.

Spin.

Feng Qingli thought, she must be extremely beautiful.

Even though she closed her eyes, she felt countless eyes of envy, amazement, jealousy, and disbelief burning like fire, all of them ignited on her body, trying to burn her graceful figure!

tonight.

She is destined to dance to fame!

tonight.

She is destined to leave behind a figure dancing solo under the moon in the hearts of countless young masters, who is more wonderful than the Tiangong Fairy!

tonight.

It was the time for the long-bathed Red Phoenix to nirvana!

Feng Qingli was almost numb in her dance.

It seems that the continuous softness and endless luxury flowed from her slender arms stretching out to the sky, and flowed out from her delicate and round fingertips like green onions.

Goddess, that's all.

Gorgeous, but that's all.

But the goddess's red silk wrapped around her legs.

Feng Qingli staggered.

Qin Zheng was amazed.

The long red cloth strips that Feng Qingli took out from nowhere, tied Feng Qingli round and round like hemp ropes binding green onions.

The long and long strip of red cloth started from Feng Qingli's chest and circled downwards in a single spiral, from the chest circle to the legs.

At the moment when it reached the ankles, Feng Qingli, who was dancing in the crack, finally couldn't bear the weight, and fell to the ground with the back of his head on the ground and his torso stiff.

But Feng Qingli did not admit defeat.

With the only remaining pair of ankles as the fulcrum, Feng Qingli abruptly changed the direction in which he was leaning backwards, and turned to the right at a flat angle of half, from the space between the left and right seats where the officials used the banquet. Swinging a long way, he turned straight to the desk of the right minister Bai Jianrong, and it fell down like a spinning top.

"boom"

that moment.

Qin Zheng sighed to himself.

The heroine is still strong.

Feng Qingli collapsed on Bai Jianrong's table.

Turning around on the table like a compass, adjusting the angle, Feng Qingli rolled the red cloth, dipped in the spilled wine and sauce, and rolled into Bai Jianrong's arms.

Feng Qingli opened her misty eyes. There was anxiety, fear, and doubt in those magnificent and stunning eyes. As soon as she raised her head, she met a pair of eyes that were as elegant as lotuses and calm in ancient wells.

Feng Qing's heart trembled, and she became helpless like a child, like waking up from a big dream, "Master, where am I?"

Bai Jianrong "..."

Qin Zheng took pleasure in his misfortune, and poked his little brother, "Feng Shui turns around."

Feng Qingyue glanced at Qin Zheng coolly, then turned her face and kissed him.

Qin Zheng was immediately as quiet as a chicken.

Feng Qingli stared at those eyes that seemed to contain the breeze and moon, mountains, lakes and rivers, and those eyes that were as clear as water were also looking at her, as if dazed by her beauty, they didn't even blink.

In that flowing, handsome face, Feng Qingli actually saw a trace of panic and care, as if treating her like a treasure. He raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch her, but stopped halfway, leaving only Ling Ling... Heartbroken and at a loss.

Feng Qingli smiled, blooming like all the flowers in the world.

The man was also dazed for a moment.

Feng Qingli lowered her eyes, and her eyelashes fluttered down.A woman who is obviously too beautiful to be around, but reveals a sense of hopeless loneliness——

Men in the world are nothing more than that.

With just one glance, you will be fascinated by her beauty.

People who spend the rest of their lives with her, share the prosperity of the world, and watch the fireworks in the world of mortals.

But no one.

Feng Qingli sighed in a daze.

but.

Sudden.

Several palace servants came up, pinched Feng Qingli, and dragged her off the right minister's lap.

Feng Qingli turned pale with shock, and immediately asked sharply, "What do you lowly servant girls want?! Let go of my princess, let go of my princess!! Do you hear that?!"

Qin Zheng's eyelids twitched.

Familiar lines.

He subconsciously had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Qin Zheng will only hear a little familiarity from Feng Qingli's words, and the next moment——

"My lord, my lord! Make the decision for my concubine, my lord! Help, save my life, save this concubine, these lowly maidservants want to drag this concubine away, save this concubine!!"

Feng Qingli was taken aback by being dragged off Bai Jianrong's lap unexpectedly.

who is it?

Who dares to be so disrespectful to her? !

All the men at the banquet are obsessed with her dancing posture, and who dares to treat her like this? !

Feng Qingli was about to mercilessly raise her hand to knock off the palace servants to drag her hand, but suddenly a stern and handsome face flashed in her mind!

Who else, who else would treat her like this, and be unmoved by her independent beauty? !

Zhenbei King!

Feng Qingli suddenly remembered at the same time that the King of Zhenbei in the previous life also sent such a few palace servants to drag her away mercilessly, and a glass of poisoned wine ended the lives of her and her unborn flesh and blood!

Feng Qingli was in chaos immediately, regardless of 21, she grabbed Bai Jianrong's hem tightly, and the clothes on the right side were crumpled in her hands. She grabbed Bai Jianrong and screamed, "Get out, get out! You people The lowly servant has the guts to be disrespectful to this concubine! My lord, this concubine did not betray you, this concubine is loyal to you!!!"

Seeing the Prime Minister on the right and His Majesty's eyes, the palace servants who came to help Princess Zhenbei away suddenly dragged the phoenix away.

The palace servant bowed his head respectfully, and said, "My concubine is frightened, this servant will help you up..."

Feng Qingli didn't hear it at all, struggling desperately, screaming bitterly, "My lord, why do you never believe in this concubine, this concubine has never had an affair with anyone else, this incompetent body of this concubine belongs to you!"

The princess of Zhenbei, even if she fell on the right minister's lap and lost her composure, it is one thing for the palace servants to help her up, but it is another thing for the right minister to touch the princess with his own hands and help her up.

The right minister has always acted cautiously, and never let others pick out half-point mistakes in minor details.

Seeing that Prime Minister on the Right's face was getting uglier, the palace servants became anxious, and lifted Feng Qingli's leg, grabbing it carelessly and dragging it back.

So Feng Qingli grabbed the hem of the right minister's clothes, and the palace servants grabbed Feng Qingli's feet, making a long chain.

Feng Qingli's feet were off the ground, and his legs were hanging in the air. The whole figure was connected like a taut rope between the hem of the clothes on the right and the palace man behind.

Rope had never seen such a situation before, and he was so frightened that he was in a trance and his mind was in chaos. He only remembered the king of Zhenbei alone, "My lord, my lord, my lord!!! My concubine is not guilty, my lord, my lord, my lord!!! my lord!!! ..."

Emperor Xuanwen's face turned cold.

"presumptuous!"

Emperor Xuanwen's "presumptuous" sound was not low, but Feng Qingli yelled at the banquet for several feet, and could no longer hear others clearly. One person heard it.

Feng Qingli has been immersed in the painful memories of her previous life wholeheartedly.

She burst into tears.

Her eyes were bloodshot.

She was both hated and unwilling, her face was flushed, she exhausted all the strength in her body, and bet the hope of her life on the last sentence, "My lord, I will be loyal to you for the rest of my life..."

But that's not the end of the story.

Someone in the palace grabbed the red cloth that was still around Feng Qingli's body.

That palace man is a real person.

In order to drag Feng Qingli away, he probably used ten percent of his strength.

Ten percent of the force was pulled on the cloth strip.

then.

Qin Zheng saw that Feng Qingli was like a kite string reel, grabbing Bai Jianrong's clothes and flipping, flipping, flipping in mid-air.

The more you flip, the closer you get to the ground.

The more you flip, the closer you get to the ground.

Finally fell to the ground.

Rolled to the front of Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng "..."

Feng Qingli refused to rest in peace, grabbed Qin Zheng's hand, and said hoarsely, "My lord, my concubine will be loyal to you all my life... It's because my concubine is too beautiful, and it's a mistake for a woman to be too beautiful. I've missed the world and the mountains and rivers... If there is an afterlife, the ministers and concubines are willing to take one hand to see the beautiful mountains and rivers, the great rivers, the ends of the earth and the bays, and never be alone again."

Done.

Feng Qingli closed her eyes and passed out.

Qin Zheng asked tremblingly

'03, is it too late for me to pass out too? '

"Emperor Xuanwen, I may be killed in a while. '

03 play dead.

Qin Zheng glanced around in horror.

Prime Minister Zuo's face turned green.

Bai Jianrong's face also turned green.

Emperor Xuanwen's face turned pale.

He just stared at Qin Zheng. Qin Zheng didn't know how long Emperor Xuanwen had been staring at him.

When Feng Qingli fainted with eyes closed and nothing to worry about, Emperor Xuanwen smiled, paced down the steps to Qin Zheng's side, brushed Feng Qingli down and pinched Qin Zheng's fingers after fainting hands on.

He turned around, looked to the left, and said with a smile, "The daughter of the Feng family, Feng Qingli, has no virtue and no manners. I don't think she is worthy of being the princess of Zhenbei. What does Aiqing think?" Something went wrong, please refresh and try again