Luo Qiran always arrives late and leaves early. Even for such a major banquet, he still does it. Fortunately, Luo Yuesheng didn't care, but instead took a wine glass and threw it over, "Old rules, three glasses.
Putting away the paper fan, Luo Qiran walked in swaggeringly, and the maid waiting by the side took the wine jug forward and poured a full glass. He was about to finish the cup when another person came in outside the door.
"Hey, it seems that I am not the one who is the latest." Luo Qiran put down the wine glass, opened the fan, and half leaned against the soft felt, he looked relaxed and comfortable.
Gu Beiyan wore a black python-print gown, black brocade boots, high-spinned hair, and no expression on his handsome face. As he approached, he claimed to be an aura and awe-inspiring.
Feng Chujin's gaze has not been removed since Gu Beiyan's appearance, her eyes seemed to shine, and she adjusted her makeup for fear of being rude.
She also noticed that there was a gaze falling on her, but when she turned her head, that gaze was no longer so hot, which was really strange.
"King Tan came in such a big posture, is it to grab the limelight?" Luo Yuesheng's tone was a bit heavy, but his face was still smiling. Ordinary people heard that this was just a question between brothers.
But for the parties involved, this is undoubtedly the beginning of a war.
Gu Beiyan saluted, his tone was neither humble nor overbearing, "I hope you will forgive your majesty for being late."
Obviously it was an confession, but there was no feeling of being at a disadvantage in his tone. The arrogance was still compelling, and people had to surrender to him.
Compared with Luoyuesheng, the people of the world are more legendary, and King Tan is gifted and has the appearance of an emperor who governs the country.
"Then follow Lao Qi's rules and punish yourself for three cups." Luoyue Sheng smiled and called Luo Qiran who was sitting underneath. At this moment, he was shaking his fan, fascinating.
Even if Gu Beiyan had a different surname, he was behaving like a brother. Luo Qiran pinched the bottom of the wine glass and threw it directly over. Gu Beiyan caught it firmly without spilling a drop of the wine.
After the three cups, Gu Beiyan took a seat, his position was higher than that of Luo Qiran, so he sat a little higher, and the opposite of him was Feng Shuyu. He toasted and the two drank together.
"Now that everyone is here, let's start." The queen sitting next to Luoyuesheng spoke, and the maidservant next to her clapped her hands. Then, a crowd of dancing girls waved their sleeves.
The sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and there was a lively atmosphere in the hall.
For Luo Qiran, the beauty is beautiful, and naturally it is quite interesting. His gaze at the moment has been following the fluttering dress, like a butterfly, and he smiles uncontrollably.
"The concubine heard that the neon dress dance has been lost for a long time. The only person in Beijing will perform this dance. I wonder if your majesty would be interested in watching it?" Xia Wan said softly, with a smile on her face.
"Oh? Neon dress dance?" Luo Yuesheng was obviously attracted by these words. He said to Luo Qiran, who was watching the beauty under the stage, "Is the emperor interested in watching?"
Luo Qiran, who was named, retracted his gaze falling on the beauty, with his hand bent to his chin, a face of extraordinary elegance is full of smiles at the moment, Luo Qiran also has the title, that is,'Laughing Tiger'.
According to the people in Beijing, Luo Qiye's smile is very comparable, and it is three points better than the beauty.
"It's better to see a hundred times than to hear. The minister is fortunate, so naturally it depends on it."
Empress Xia Wan turned her face to the side and asked the maidservant on the side. The maid leaned forward and left with a group of dancing girls.
The sound of silk and bamboo ceased, and then the sound of 箜篌 sounded, and a section of zither bounced in the mountains and flowing water, a joy of joy.
Everyone cast their gazes on the oncoming woman, the corner of the queen Xia Wan's mouth raised a smile, and a smile appeared in her eyes.
The soulful flute sounded softly. The woman wore a big red dress. The wide long sleeves had a demon-like cloud pattern. The shoes were embroidered on the ground, and the wide sleeves were turned back and forth, revealing a piece of nothing. The blemish face, the ink dangled like a stream, and his eyes were like the squiggling water of a river under the moon, revealing a bit of noble air.
This person is Feng Jiuge.
After her appearance was revealed, everyone was amazed that there should be such a beautiful person in the world, and it was really fortunate to see her.
When Feng Shuyu saw that this person was his own sister, his brows wrinkled without showing a trace. He always knew her temperament and knew that she did not like to participate in banquets, but he did not expect that she would dance in person.
Nishang Dance, she never dances to everyone. Empress Xia Wan is really good at it.
The beautiful melody sounded, Feng Jiuge raised one side of her wide sleeves, and started to shatter, her body slowly turned, her long skirt spread out like a noble butterfly.
Long sleeves are light and comfortable, she raised her wrists, her white lotus arms are lined with a red skirt, and her demeanor has a beautiful orchid.
The cold and secluded eyes did not see a trace of fluctuation, but the corners of the slightly raised mouth had a smile. She was so soft that she was intriguing, and the red dress floated up like a lotus flower in the wind. The blue silk was scattered, and the feet were just like Fairy.
The neon dress dance is soft and moving.
The music stopped, Feng Jiuge retracted his wide sleeves, leaned slightly, and bowed.
Seeing Luoyuesheng's gaze, Xia Wan knew that her goal had been achieved, so she was the first to clap her hands, and then everyone joined.
"It is said that Beijing's No. 1 beauty, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all well-known, but the dance music is so amazing, it really opened my eyes." Wanhou laughed and praised.
As soon as these words fell, there was a tumult below, who expected this woman to be Chu Luo's first beauty.
When the children of those wealthy merchants heard this name, their expressions changed. You must know that Feng Jiuge is not only the first beauty title for many years, but also the princess currently proclaimed by Emperor Sheng.
Feng's has such a talented girl, people in the capital are afraid of her three points.
A year ago, it was rumored that Miss Feng was sick, and no one saw her true face again. Unexpectedly, what she saw today is still outstanding, like a flawless piece of jade, extremely noble.
Luo Yue Sheng raised his sleeves, stood up from the dragon chair, "lift his face to let me see." He knew that the Feng clan had a talented girl, and he personally awarded this princess, but the true face is rare.
Burning the red room, that white face was delicate, which made Luo Yuesheng look dumbfounded for a while.
Feng Chujin under the stage clenched her hands in her sleeves into fists, her eyes became sharp, with a bit of hatred, she hated Feng Jiuge for showing the limelight on such a big occasion, so why did she do everything? Surpass yourself!
Being watched by countless pairs of eyes, Feng Jiuge was not afraid, with a smile on her mouth, recalling a moment ago in her mind.
Empress Xia Wan invited her to go and asked her to perform the neon dress dance by name. Speaking of which, since her temperament changed drastically, she did not practice any more. Knowing what the queen meant, she accepted and became a big fan at the banquet.
"Really a beautiful beauty." Sheng Huang exclaimed, "General Feng, you have a good sister."
Feng Shuyu, who was named, stood up and said yes. He answered unhurriedly, "It's just a boring work by my sister-in-law. It has won your majesty's favor and is a blessing to the sister-in-law."
Shenghuang smiled and raised his glass to drink with him.
"Appreciate the princess's golden thousand taels and 100 silks and satin."