"Aren't you being instructed to follow this king?"
The moment Ye Mo was stunned, Jin Jiuying had already walked a long way, and Ye Mo had to walk quickly to follow, stop her again, and ask his guess again.
"It's possible to follow you, but it's instructed by someone. No, Jin Jiuying does things only for herself, and will not be ordered by anyone." Jin Jiuying looked up, turned around, and looked at Ye Mo with a faint smile.
Ye Mo slightly narrowed those deep black eyes, apparently trying to estimate the true or false of Jin Jiuying's words.
"By the way, put a little bit to Jin Jiumei, she and Ye Zhaoyang walked very close." When Jin Jiuying turned and left, she reminded him to say something.
After reminding Ye Mo, Jin Jiuying didn't stop for another step, and hurried back to the palace.
When she returned to the main hall, the main hall was still lively. The hundreds of civil and military officials from the Manchu dynasty were pushing cups and asking the lanterns. The middle of the hall was singing and dancing. Ye Zhaoyang had already sat in the forefront of the civil and military officials, and Shen Xin was also sitting in the concubine. The first one is talking politely with those concubines.
In fact, this sealing ceremony was very heavy. Originally, the civil and military officials still had some objections, but the saint Ye Zhi said that it was because of this that he met with other countries to make friends with the surrounding excesses and exchanged development experience with those surrounding excesses. The minister also accepted.
Of course, Ye Zhi also lived up to the expectations. He sent Ye Zhaoyang's invitation to many neighboring countries. Today, the envoys from other countries also sat in two rows.
Jin Jiuying seems to have no place here, because she has not yet entered the door. If she accepts today to marry into the East Palace and accept the title of the princess, then she has a place, but now, she is neither a minister nor a member of the royal family. , The place that can be reserved for her here may only be the corner, the position of the minister's family.
However, Jin Jiuying didn’t want to find her own position here. She came only to cope with the show arranged for her by Ye Zhaoyang and his son. Although Jin Jiuying was reluctant to appear here, she was not strong enough to fight Ye Zhaoyang and had to bear it. Hold him a little bit.
She is very suitable, and the show scheduled for her is already on the next one.
So as soon as she came, she was dragged behind and put on makeup.
I lightly put on a little gouache, rubbed a little bit of rouge, then touched a little bit of lipstick, combed a gorgeous cloud bun, used a step to shake a small pendant on it, and then changed a set of clothes, instantly Several makeup girls in the room were stunned.
"The prince is so beautiful." Someone couldn't help but blurted out in surprise.
Just this sentence, immediately called her jealous eyes, a pair of eyes in the corner, gave her a vicious look.
Of course, that person is not lacking in beauty, and she, with heavy makeup at the moment, is beautiful and enchanting. With her small face and peachy eyes, people can't help but sink.
"Second sister is a big beauty originally, but she always likes to be dressed in black, without makeup, so that this beautiful face is covered by that kind of masculine air."
Jin Jiumei walked over from the corner, holding Jin Jiuying's chin with one hand, and touching her forehead with the other, while looking at her, she praised her.
"My eldest sister praised me, I am so beautiful, I am less than one percent of my eldest sister." Jin Jiuying raised her hand and pushed Jin Jiumei's hand away, pretending to be polite with her.
Don't think that the vicious look just now can escape her eyes. If she said so falsely, Jin Jiumei said it smoothly, and she didn't listen smoothly.
"My sister-in-law is indeed beautiful, just like a fairy left in the dust." Liu Yang, who was wearing makeup, was also noisy by the words of a few of them. Not only did she turn her head and glance at Jin Jiuying, she couldn't help but exaggerate. Up her.
"The princess don't want to make fun of people, the princess's beauty can't be lost to anyone." Jin Jiuying looked into the mirror to arrange her clothes and replied politely to Liu Yang.
This body is really long, with red lips and white teeth, and white skin. It gives a feeling that it can be broken by blows. The small face is somewhat similar to Jin Jiumei, but it is a bit smaller, and the other pair of eyes are bigger. It seems It also looked darker and brighter, watery like the eyes of a newborn baby.
Because of time, Jin Jiuying made a few simple words with a few people, and then went on stage. There is nothing to say about the dance. Although it is Jin Jiuying and Jin Jiumei, Jin Jiumei can dance. Without kung fu, it is impossible to do anything to Jin Jiuying.
The performance of the dance went smoothly. After the performance, Ye Zhaoyang personally came forward to pick up Jin Jiuying.
"Are you tired?" When pulling Jin Jiuying back, he asked her thoughtfully.
"Very good, it should be the eldest sister who is tired. She doesn't know how to work, and she is also responsible for arranging the entire dance hall."
Jin Jiuying glanced at Jin Jiumei, who was next to her. She was doing her best to perform, trying her best to attract people's attention, especially Ye Zhaoyang.
As for Jin Jiuying, she is not interested in this kind of performance at all. If it weren't for the time to tear her face, she might not have come.
"Which..."
When Jin Jiuying was talking to Ye Zhaoyang and complimented Jin Jiumei for trying to accomplish her good deeds, the sound of weapons piercing the air suddenly sounded behind her.
"Prince be careful."
Before Jin Jiuying turned around, she heard a minister screaming to remind Ye Zhaoyang.
However, Ye Zhaoyang was still very fast. After hearing the sound of breaking wind, he quickly bent over to avoid the sharp sword.
But at this moment, an accident happened. Jin Jiumei next to him, as if knowing that someone was going to assassinate Ye Zhaoyang, quickly pushed Ye Zhaoyang away after hearing the wind, but then she had no time to hide, just turned her head.
That is, when she turned around, the sword in the opponent's hand pierced her chest. Fortunately, there was a height difference between the two, and the position of the opponent's sword pierced on the shoulder.
"Quickly pass the imperial doctor, how are you, Xiaomei?"
Ye Zhaoyang yelled to pass on the imperial doctor, and asked Jin Jiumei anxiously and concerned.
"Catch the assassin."
Ye Zhi also ordered the guards to catch the person who assassinated Ye Zhaoyang.
Ye Zhi seemed to care more about catching the assassin. As for Jin Jiumei, who almost died for his son, he didn't seem to see the same.
"Haha, you can't catch me, Ye Zhaoyang, Ye Zhi, you dull father and son, I can't kill you today. Sooner or later someone will take care of you for Tianxingdao."
The person who assassinated Ye Zhaoyang suddenly sneered after hearing Ye Zhi's order. When the guards approached him a little bit, he suddenly raised his sword and cut his throat.
"Ye Zhi, you vicious father and son, you must not die."
After the sword pierced his throat, the man cursed Ye Zhi again.
This sudden change stunned everyone in the audience. They didn't understand why this person hated Ye Zhi and his son so much, or did he have other secrets