From time to time, Long Shi secretly glanced at Feng Xi'er, who was looking at the pillar speechlessly in the corner. He knew that the girl was just as bored as he was.
Long Shiyi was used to being free and carefree, but he was not used to such grand banquets in the palace. If Lafayette hadn't treated these brothers so well, he wouldn't have bothered to come here to waste time.
Finally, the old witch queen spoke: "I heard that all the daughters of the ministers have special skills, why not take this opportunity to let everyone feast their eyes on them?"
The young ladies who had been prepared for a long time finally waited for the Queen's words. They could not wait to make a splash.
Anyway, there was no prescribed order, so Feng Xi'er decided to perform last, writing poems, painting, playing the piano and flute. She was not proficient in any of them, telling stories? Dance? Sing? Feng Xi'er gritted her teeth and thought to herself for a while. Forget it, the old man's birthday should be relaxed, so she would perform the most dazzling modern folk dance for these ancient ancestors.
The first performer was a certain general's daughter. She played the flute, and the melody was average and quite acceptable.
The second performer was the daughter of a certain family member. She was performing painting. Feng Xi'er almost fell asleep before the lady from the family member finished painting a landscape painting and presented it to the Queen Mother.
The third one was not bad. He wrote a Tang poem. He finished it in a few seconds and sent it to the Queen Mother.
People were performing one after another. Feng Xi'er raised her eyes and saw that Feng Yan'er was really calm and didn't pull out any tricks. At this time, the queen spoke up and said to the old guy Feng Zhengde: "I heard that the beautiful ladies in Prime Minister Feng's house are extremely talented and beautiful. What are they planning to perform?"
Feng Yan'er's eyes lit up, the opportunity finally came.
Feng Xi'er was also curious, raising her neck to look at it seriously.
Feng Yan'er and Feng Jiao'er performed the dance of twin sisters. It was obvious that they put a lot of thought into dressing up carefully. They wore the same exaggerated floor-length skirts, revealing the obvious collarbones in front, and wore a large golden strip around their necks. The golden necklace and a small bow flower on the chest of the skirt make the skin at the collarbone pink and white. As the dance steps tremble, the chest faintly trembles, adding sexiness and making men salivate. The colors are one red and one green, each with its own characteristics. Feng Yan'er is thinner and looks pure and shy. Feng Jiao'er is plump and round, with everything she should have. She is also thin when she should be thin, and looks much more passionate and unrestrained.
I have to say that although the two sisters have extremely bad character, they are indeed beautiful and have the charm of ancient women. Putting aside everything else, Feng Xi'er gave this evaluation of the two sisters.
Emperors have loved beauties since ancient times, and Emperor Lintian was no exception. Apart from anything else, the two sisters danced better than others. Apart from that, the emperor immediately praised: "Prime Minister Feng's two daughters are indeed unparalleled in beauty. "Excellent dancing posture and extraordinary temperament, Ba'er, what do you think?" The emperor smiled and asked the prince sitting next to the queen.
Long Ba did not expect that his father would suddenly ask, and nodded slightly dullly: "I have been studying hard in Shaolin Temple for a long time, and I haven't seen such a beautiful dance for a long time."
Anyone who is smart can see that the prince's tone is perfunctory.
The queen took advantage of the situation and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, the second young lady of Feng Mansion has just reached the age of 18, which is the right age for marriage. Ba'er has just returned from Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts. It's time to marry a concubine. I feel that the second young lady has just reached the age of marriage. She and Ba'er are a good match. Now, that second lady is both talented and beautiful, so she is perfect to be the crown princess of our Tianlong Dynasty... "
Long Ba secretly shouted that it was bad, what was supposed to come finally came.
The emperor thought for a moment and remembered the high-decibel voice of the eunuch outside the shed: "Nine kings are coming..."
Nine Kings? The imprisoned ghost king? Feng Xi'er was instantly filled with curiosity and stretched her neck to look around.
Everyone turned their heads to look. The Nine Kings were sitting on a square wooden chair, with masks covering their faces, leaning back lazily. They were carried in by four women in purple clothes. The four women looked fresh and refined, and they were all dressed in the same way. . They were all wearing slim purple clothes with silver belts tied around their waists. They had enchanting figures and straight waists. Although their bodies were slender, they carried the Ghost King without any difficulty and walked lightly.
Feng Xi'er was filled with admiration, thinking that the beauties in purple must be highly skilled in martial arts.
Entering the center of the greenhouse, the four maids gently put down their chairs. Long Jiu stood up from the big chair, flicked his sleeves, took two steps slowly and gracefully, bowed slightly and said: "Jiu'er to the emperor, empress, old man Please pay my respects to the Buddha. May the Buddha be healthy and long-lived, and blessed with endless blessings. Please forgive Jiuer for not being able to kneel down to the Buddha because of his poor health."
The Queen Mother was overjoyed, her kind eyes narrowed, her mouth grinned, and she smiled from the bottom of her heart: "Quick, help Jiu'er, Jiu'er is injured and shouldn't stand for a long time."
The four maids helped Long Jiu up, and Long Jiu stood up straight and explained: "Don't worry too much, Old Buddha. Over the years, Jiu'er has occasionally studied medical classics and learned a little bit about medical skills. His legs have been almost healed. Although he can't walk much, A simple walk is ok”
The Queen Mother was very pleased and nodded frequently: "Okay, okay, that's good. Come and sit down quickly."
Everyone looked at the ghost king with doubts in their eyes.
The silver mask covered the entire face, and only the eyes as black as inkstones and the thin lips that were slightly pursed were visible. The Ghost King is tall and straight, wearing a purple floor-length robe that looks lazy and casual. The beige lining is wrapped up to the collarbone, revealing the conspicuous Adam's apple. A white belt is tied around the waist, which outlines the tall figure and the sexiness of the man. The robe is embroidered with A big grimace, a bit scary if you look closely.
Feng Xi'er secretly praised, yes, this is a ghost king. His whole body exudes male hormones, a strong aura, and a god-like temperament. He is at least 86 meters tall by visual inspection. He is a typical mature man with a perfect figure and perfect proportions, especially that Shoulders, perfect shoulder specimens of European and American super male models. Although the long robe covers up the perfect lines belonging to men, it still does not affect the overall feeling.
Temperament is better than appearance. Although you can't see her face, your figure is excellent.
Especially those eyes that are as bright as the stars and the bright moon, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are soul-stirring.
Feng Xi'er had the illusion that these eyes were very familiar. Shaking his head, it’s impossible to think that he looks like a modern Ah Jiu just because there is also a character for nine, right? Feng Xi'er rejected this ridiculous idea.
The Queen Mother was so enthusiastic that the Emperor also suppressed the haze that had lingered in his heart for many years and announced to everyone: "I declare that the imperial concubine Longjiu will be lifted from the ban at noon in the 252nd year of the Celestial Dynasty, effective immediately."
The emperor seemed unwilling to say more and simply announced the release of the Ghost King.
The Queen Mother sighed softly. After all these years, the Emperor has not let go of his grudge.
Feng Xi'er observed the queen's face. Even though the old witch concealed it very well, the moment she lowered her eyebrows, Feng Xi'er still caught the vicious light shining from the queen's three white eyes.
Feng Yan'er, who was standing aside, lowered her head and gritted her teeth. She was so angry that the Ghost King didn't come at any time, but he showed up when the Queen made the decision for her.
"Today is Lafayette's birthday, the emperor's grandson Jiu'er played a song for Lafayette to express his feelings." Long Jiu did not sit down, but sat back on his square wooden chair. The maid took out Long Jiu's Feng Yin Guqin from the chair and placed it on the chair. The gap.