"The slave is not King Hao, how can you guess what you are thinking? However, the slave doesn't want to, and knows, it won't be a good idea." Su Xi'er did not step back and looked up at him.
"You are not the king, but you guessed it, Su Xi'er, are you very good?" Pei Qianhao said while looking down at her ankle. Yun Ruofeng wanted her to dance on stage, so he took her ankle. Twisted, let's see how she jumps!
Perceiving his gaze, Su Xi'er immediately understood his intentions, and she immediately turned around and walked outside the greenhouse, suddenly extending a long arm from the side and wrapping her shoulders.
In an instant, Su Xi'er slammed into some generous and warm embrace, and his feet rubbed her ankle intentionally or unintentionally. This posture was extremely inelegant, and it shouldn't be what the dignified regent should do at all.
Su Xier chuckled softly, "King Hao, you are like some dancers in the dance hall, and you are still kicking their legs."
After the words fell, Pei Qianhao finally realized how unsightly his actions at the moment were, but he didn't intend to do so, he wanted to threaten her and twist her ankle. He actually said that he kicked his legs... It's unreasonable, this woman really kicked her nose on her face.
"You are the maidservant of the king, and the king forbids you to dance. Princess Nan Zhao can twist her ankle, so can you. When that happens, she can dance, but she can't dance." After finishing, he carefully observed Su Xier. Realizing that her expression has changed slightly, is it because this dance is of great significance to her, she must go
"King Hao, the servant girl is going this time. Let's prepare first. When the time comes, the palace carriage will come over." After speaking, seeing him still not letting go, Su Xi'er simply raised her foot and stepped on the back of Pei Qianhao's instep.
This strength was nothing to Pei Qianhao, but he let her go, looked at the delicate footprints on his shoes, and then watched Su Xier go out.
Logically, he should be angry and punish her severely. However, his behavior was abnormal, and his actions were not considered after letting go of her, as if it were a natural physical reaction.
After realizing this, Pei Qianhao's eyes darkened.
The palace at this time was much more lively than the post house, especially the palace of the princess.
Ning Anlian was originally in the palace, rehearsing the dance, with more hand movements, and all foot movements in slow motion. The line is good, and the dance is also good. Although it is a bit worse than the previous dance, the state banquet dance cannot be cancelled.
However, just as she was thinking about it, she saw that Qin Ling had brought ten guards, and five guards were stationed inside and outside the palace. This situation reminded her of how Ning Rulan was imprisoned in the palace when Ning Rulan was taken to prison.
What do you want to do! At the state banquet, she is going to perform a dance, so she actually wants to imprison her
Ning Anlian couldn't sit still, she immediately got up and walked forward quickly, but just two steps, a pain came from her ankle. Damn it, although the swelling subsided. But she can't walk fast. Once she is fast, she will fall. She can only walk slowly.
So, Ning Anlian pressed her temper, walked slowly out of the main hall door, looked at Qin Ling, the head of the Imperial Guard, and stared straight at her, "What do you mean, take someone to block the gate of the palace and want to imprison Ben palace?"
Qin Ling bowed and said respectfully, "Princess, you have a sprained ankle. You cannot dance today. When the state banquet is in due course, you will go to the state banquet again."
When the words fell, Ning Anlian was like being struck by lightning, and she couldn't control her footsteps back and forth again and again. If Piaoxu didn't help her in time, she might have fallen.
If she is not allowed to dance, her hope is gone? How can it be, she has been looking forward to it for so many years, so why do you treat her like this! Isn’t it just an ankle injury? She can, she can!
"Tonight's feast, I must go to this palace. Even if the guards are all here, they can't stop this palace." Ning Anlian pushed Piaoxu away and walked directly in front of Qin Ling with firm eyes.
Qin Ling glanced at her ankle, "Princess, you can't even walk fast, how can you dance? If you fall or fall on a high platform, you will lose not only your face, but also Nan Zhao's face. I hope that the princess will think twice. Don't be arrogant."
"Think twice? Huh, my palace has already thought about it. The dance has been reorganized and rearranged. An ankle is rarely used, even if it is used, it is slow motion. My palace will not fall, let alone lose Nan Zhao's face!"
Qin Ling saw her tone firmly, knowing that the princess had a straight temper, he could only say something cruel, "Princess, do you think there is no fast-moving dance, you are on the stage? If it is slow motion, then, the old dancers over half a hundred years old are Able to dance. The dancing posture is unsightly, and I still lose Nan Zhao's face. I hope the princess will think twice!"
Each word is a silver needle, all pierced into Ning Anlian's heart. She was so irritated that she directly raised her hand and slapped Qin Ling's face with a snap.
Although Qin Ling had a bit of status in the Imperial Guard, he was still a slave in front of Ning Anlian. She wanted to beat or scold, and he had to accept it, as long as she didn't let her out of the palace.
Seeing Qinling's silence, Ning Anlian was even more angry, "Dog minion, there are lousy words in her mouth! If it weren't for Wei Mohai's face, my palace would have ordered a doctor to develop poison and make you dumb! My palace won't talk to you, my palace will wait for King Yun to come."
However, the next moment Qin Ling said something that shocked Ning Anlian, "This is King Yun's order. You can't get out of the palace. You can only come out in due course."
"What! King Yun's orders?" Ning Anlian frowned, and finally realized that only Yun Ruofeng knew and gave an oral message that Qin Ling dared to be so bold. Is she stupid, or blame Yun Ruofeng's heart...
Yun Ruofeng, do you know how important this dance is to my Ning Anlian? It's not the local dance, who else do you want to dance? Is Ning Rulan dead
"Did the dance this time be canceled, or will another woman dance instead of this palace?" Ning Anlian asked suddenly, and this question frightened Piaoxu. The dancer must be the eldest princess. Now there is only one princess in Nanzhao, how can other women take the place? If you really let other women jump, King Yun really... Suddenly, Piaoxu felt that King Yun was a bit scary, and he was too cruel to the princess.
Qin Ling looked at Ning Anlian's unwilling and hideous look, and replied, "Will it be cancelled or replaced by another woman? It depends on King Yun's arrangement. Subordinates don't know, princess, you still go back to the bedroom and stay at ease. Bar."
Ning Anlian gritted her teeth, her hands were tightly clenched, her nails were almost embedded in the flesh, "My palace cannot dance. I would rather cancel the dance than let other women dance. Otherwise, my palace will never let the woman go. , So she can't die!"
The last few words, almost exhausted all their strength, popped out one by one from the gap between the teeth.
But Ning Anlian always believed that no one could perform her dance. Yun Ruofeng considered her ankle injury, and the dance must have been cancelled!