Chapter 87 Palace Banquet

Beiqiu Yin looked at the man in gold armor kneeling in front of the hall, but when he heard the sound of long live the overwhelming situation, a storm surged in his heart and pressed directly on his chest, which shocked the whole nerves and was about to burst up.

She came as he expected, but why did she tell him her answer in such a way?

"Your Majesty."

It was Yu Ji on one side. If she was right, Beiqiu Yin just lost her temper at that moment. Although she didn't know the reason, she couldn't let anything destroy her plan tonight.

Beiqiu Yin woke up like a dream, but he did not look away, and his voice had returned to a calm and majestic voice.

"flat body."

"Thank you, Emperor."

The beauty of Yu got up, followed by the envoys of various countries, as well as the civil and military officials on the hall, all got up and looked at the shadow of Huo Shengwei in the hall.

Like the previous banquet, Beauty Yu went to the first vacant seat on the left side and sat down. The sword was put aside, and then lifted the wine pot and slowly poured the wine into the glass, swaying with a ghost-like reflection of a mask. Beauty Yu held the glass and shook it a few times, and then raised her head to drink it.

She was even more worried. She just wanted to ask if she came too late. He couldn't wait for her return due to the pressure of civil and military officials, or he didn't want to have a head-on conflict with civil and military officials at all.

But until just now, when she saw Yu Ji in a phoenix robe walking into the hall side by side with him, it seemed that it was more natural for the husband and wife to accompany each other, which was so discordant.

It turned out that she would still be jealous, even her sister, but she was also worried that Yu Ji was simple and couldn't hide things in her heart. In this bone-eating harem, if the earthworm's heart was not directed at her, how could she do it step by step? But if the naive girl also became so thoughtful Chong, if Ren Shengong destroys the original pure heart, he will really lose all his happiness.

I don't know how much wine I drank in the glass. The song and dance in the hall rose to level. Yu Meiren only felt the noise of licking, and her stomach turned up. She became more and more stuffy and was about to leave first.

"Is General Shadow leaving?"

A faint female voice, Yu Meiren smiled at the smile in the woman's eyes in the phoenix robe, raised her glass slightly, drank the last glass of wine tonight, and then picked up the Qingxiao on the table.

"Today, I specially prepared a program for envoys from various countries. Shadow General might as well watch the program before leaving."

Yu Ji looked at the man in gold armor, and Beiqiu Yin held a banquet to entertain the envoys of various countries. She was not sure whether the shadow general would come or not. If she did not, she would have done enough of today's play. However, now that the shadow general has appeared, of course, she will not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Although Yu Ji is a woman, she has also heard the story of the shadow general. The reason why Beiqiu Kingdom can have such an indestructible foundation was a long time ago by the seventh prince Beiqiu Cong, who was known as a divine general at that time. After the death of Beiqiu Cong, Beiqiu Kingdom would have entered an almost turbulent situation. Beiqiu Rui, the predecessor of Beiqiu Kingdom, reigned. At that time, he was assassinated several times, and the most deadly one was saved by the shadow general. The shadow general, who was not bound by the secular world, became the last guardian of the Beiqiu Dynasty.

The shadow general has always been a mysterious man. Yu Ji has heard many rumors that he is the reincarnation of the god general Beiqiu, and some people say that he is the prince of the god general who died in the Beiqiu Palace. What's more, it is rumored that he is Beiqiu Rui, the first emperor of Beiqiu. Yu Ji's illegitimate son, but what puzzled Yu Ji was that this shadow general, who was not afraid of imperial power, respected Beiqiu Yin twice in front of the world.

In this case, she has to keep him tonight. If she wants to deal with Beiqiu Yin, she must first alienate the relationship between General Shadow and Beiqiu Yin.

Yu Meiren stood in place and faintly heard the comments on the hall. Some people have said that the queen of the new emperor is simply a new emperor. She actually wants to break the rules set by the shadow general and the former emperor. The father and son have died, and the former emperor of Beiqiu have died, but the gentleman's agreement will also be inherited by the new emperor, and then passed down from generation to generation. Go, now the new queen opens her mouth, which is an unquestionable tone. I don't know whether it has another deep meaning, or whether she doesn't know whether it is thick and wants to set the queen's Fengyi.

Yu Meiren secretly frowned and thought that this girl was really scheming and couldn't calm down. She was already a queen, but she didn't know anything about the situation in the court. Such a waywardness must have left others. Now she is the only one in the harem. If the earthworm has other concubines in the future, it won't Killed by others.

At the thought that the earthworm will go to another woman, Yu Meiren's heart ached. Is this doomed love the sadness of the emperor, the sadness of her Yu Meiren, or just the sadness of modern Yu Yue? She has never been able to accept the love of the three palaces and six courtyards, and she can't even accept that the woman is My own sister.

She really can't get rid of the thoughts of modern people. Yu Meiren held the sword in the hand and was thinking about how to answer to avoid the importance and relieve Yu Ji's sense of crisis. Who would have thought that the man in the high hall had already spoken.

"It's rare that the queen has also prepared a program. I don't know if the shadow general can give me a little thin face. I think the queen's program must also be prepared for the shadow general."

A good word is prepared for her. As soon as Beiqiu Yin finished her words, Yu Meiren has looked at the other party coldly. One sentence prepared for her and solved all the inappropriatenesses. She is really worthy of being an emperor and a good husband. She knows how to take care of the face of the emperor.

It's really funny to talk about face. He asked her to give him a thin face, but how can she remember that in those eight years, she could almost give her life to him.

The long confrontation made the atmosphere in the hall a little strange. The whole hall was quiet, and even the original music, songs and dances stopped.

She suppressed the pain in her heart, moved a few times under her feet, and faced the man on the throne of Kowloon. If it hadn't been for the dazzling yellow, she might not have believed that everything in front of her was true. Maybe it was just her dream. When she woke up, she could still willingly devote herself to devote herself to the world for him.

Who said that the ruthless emperor's family was still holding a trace of hope, but she was never as good as the beautiful dream piled up with the world. Her dream woke up, and his dream was still there.

"The shadow dares to accept the emperor's son. Since it is the beauty of the queen, the shadow will definitely be completed."

Between talking and laughing, the heart is bitter than Qiu Lian.

Beiqiu Yin looked at the mask with green fangs and imagined the stunning city behind him, and his heart ached.

She said whether it was to fulfill his decision to sacrifice her for the world, or to fulfill the helplessness that he would wear the phoenix crown that belonged to her on others.

She must have misunderstood him, but at this moment, he can't say anything, but he can't show it. He just wants her to have a trace of reluctance in her heart to wait until the end of this palace banquet.

What Beiqiu Yin didn't understand was that the more reluctant she was, the more Yu Mei was to cut off. She did too many involuntary things for a Beiqiu Yin. First, she framed the fifth prince Beiqiu He, and then killed Nangong Fu herself. She finally did what she did not want to do and finally regretted it as in her previous life.

For too long, she forgot and only remembered that the only regret in her previous life was at the cost of her life.

So this time, she was really afraid to hear that it might be a possible ending. He didn't really love him at all. Everything he had was just the world.

It's just the world, why should she sacrifice all her love?

So when she saw Beiqiu Yin and Yu Ji appear together, she was even timid to ask clearly. He married someone she couldn't hurt. What's the point of asking that sentence?

Beauty Yu turned around and strode back to the seat. Her shadow followed her, which made everyone present awe.

As soon as Yu Meiren sat down, Yu Ji couldn't help showing a proud smile. The smile was very light and did not attract anyone's attention.

Soon a large group of dancers moved slowly. A woman in white was surrounded in the middle, with long sleeves and a long bamboo basket on her back. Her dance steps were light, her long sleeves were elegant, and her figure was slender.

"I specially asked the folk dancers to arrange this program, which is called Beauty Unparalleled."

The words of the woman in the phoenix robe spoke very slowly, and the dance in the hall was neat and light. It was not good or bad, and there was nothing special. The people present could not see any clue.

Yu Ji didn't say much. She knew that it would not be long before a good play would be staged in the Taihe Hall. She could almost imagine how sad and indignant Beiqiu Yin's face would be.

The music gradually became more rapid, and the movements of the dancers also quickly. The woman with the same color long skirt instantly waved the long satin of the show to the middle and interweaved it into chaotic colors. The woman in white standing in the middle suddenly jumped high, and the sleeves waved to the bamboo basket behind her. In a blink of an eye, a scroll appeared in the woman's hand.

On the hall, I don't know when a long plain white satin rope was hung down, with a small hook hanging at the bottom. The woman quickly hung a piece of the scroll in her hand on the hook, moving so fast, almost in one breath, and then slowly landed.

The long satin was scattered on the ground one after another. Above the hall, the picture scroll slowly unfolded with the ups and downs of the woman. Wherever I saw, there was a beautiful woman in the picture. With a clever smile, the clouds as the appearance, flowers as the face, and the beautiful face was already a rare beauty in the world, enough to absorb the souls of everyone present.

And the original picture scroll seemed to be wet by something, and the woman seemed to be standing alive in the void, which made it difficult to distinguish.