You Miao also saw it, and immediately changed her face when she saw it. She wanted to stop Liu Shaling, but the Hu people's music sounded again. Liu Shaling put down the jug, turned around and entered the venue again, leading the girls to dance. Like a butterfly passing through the seat lightly.
The Tatar laughed, Liu Shaling had a smile on her face, turned around and raised her feet, her movements were gentle and gentle. You Miao looked at her every movement and felt trembling, like a sacrificial ceremony that perished with the enemy.
"Who is she?" Li Zhifeng whispered.
Li Zhifeng had never seen Liu Shaling before, staring in her direction, You Miao replied in a low voice, "Listen to the girl from Yulou."
"She couldn't assassinate He Motieer." Li Zhifeng said.
You Miao couldn't bear to watch it any longer, as if Liu Shaling was about to separate from her body at any moment, and blood splattered on the spot.
"Is He Motie'er strong?" You Miao asked in a trembling voice.
Li Zhifeng took a sip of wine and said casually, "It's very strong."
You Miao: "How strong?"
Li Zhifeng glanced at the throne and saw that He Motieer didn't notice them, so he turned his head, went around behind Youmiao with one hand, put his arms around his waist, and leaned into his ear and said, "You are unexpectedly strong. "
"Compared to you?" You Miao turned her head, their lips almost touched each other, Li Zhifeng rubbed You Miao's face with the bridge of his nose affectionately, and said, "You have grown up."
It was obviously a critical moment, but You Miao didn't know why, and her heart was filled with a charming and romantic feeling.
"Compared to you..." You Miao raised her eyes and pressed against Li Zhifeng, looking at his deep eyes.
"He Motie'er is one of the three great warrior gods outside the Great Wall." Li Zhifeng said.
You Miao understood, which meant that Liu Shaling would never succeed. His heart couldn't help but twitch.
"We have to think of a way to get her here." You Miao said.
Li Zhifeng didn't say a word, just stared at You Miao quietly with a questioning look in his eyes.
You Miao understood in an instant, Li Zhifeng was saying: Are you sure
You Miao suddenly wavered again, do you really want to stop Liu Shaling? This is clearly what she thought, perhaps saying that she has already put her life and death aside. For a while, he felt entangled in his heart, but Li Zhifeng only drank quietly and watched the maids dance. Liu Shaling Yuewu got closer and closer to the main seat, and the girls turned around one after another, each being pulled closer to their arms by the general.
You Miao's heart lifted in an instant, tightly clutching the jade bracelet Liu Shaling gave him. She hasn't finished speaking just now!
I just hope she won't act so rashly in order to finish what she said later.
Liu Shaling sat in the arms of a Tatar military general, her eyes hesitated, and she couldn't help but glance at You Miao again. You Miao frowned deeply, looked anxious, and shook her head slowly from the distance.
He Motieer was holding Princess Huaiming. The princess was only thirteen years old. She was a little overwhelmed and almost cried. He Motie's face flushed as he drank, and rubbed his beard against Princess Huaiming's face back and forth. Tang Shi was too old, and no one picked her up, so she had to come over and lean on Li Zhifeng, but was lightly blocked by Li Zhifeng imperceptibly, so she had to sit aside.
All the Tatars hugged the Han women and nibbled at each other. You Miao knew that the feast was coming to an end, and secretly prayed to the women not to rashly assassinate... The Tatars were all drunk and slumped. The first person spoke aloud, as if asking for instructions. He Mo Tie'er replied, and the sturdy generals all slumped and walked away with their handmaids in their arms.
More and more people left the table, until in the end, there were only two seats left, He Motieer and Li Zhifeng.
He Motieer ordered a Tatar, and the musician put away his instruments and left, and the two guards closed the door.
There were only Li Zhifeng, He Motieer and their maids by their side, and You Miao who was at a loss.
"Eat it." Li Zhifeng instructed You Miao and handed him a piece of mutton. You Miao naturally knew what to do, so he knelt aside, lowered his head, and ate like a slave.
He Motie put down his glass and said, "Where did you get this slave from?"
You Miao was startled, and secretly said that it was troublesome. In order to save You Miao's life, Li Yan also confided in He Mo Tie'er, and mentioned You Miao's identity - his family was a wealthy businessman in Jiangnan, and he would use money to redeem people. And Li Zhifeng said he was a slave, didn't He Motie recognize it
That's right... He Motie'er only saw him once, and then beat him to death and left by himself. When Li Zhifeng arrived in Da'an, He Motie'er was in Yanbian, and he never saw Li Zhifeng rescue You Miao.
"Look up and let me see?" He Motie's funny taste.
You Miao froze, and Li Zhifeng said coldly, "I'm calling you, didn't you hear me?"
You Miao hurriedly raised her head, He Motie just glanced at it, and then laughed: "Looking at this, it's seventeen or eighteen. Why don't you find someone more beautiful, like a woman."
Li Zhifeng replied: "He has a unique skill, and he will serve him on the bed, so he is reluctant to throw it away."
He Motie immediately laughed and shook his head helplessly. He obviously couldn't see that Li Zhifeng still had this hobby. Tatars naturally heard of Tian Qichao's masculine style. But ordinary people favor gentle and charming teenagers, and You Miao's words as a male pet are too big, and they don't seem to be feminine.
"He will also make tea from the Han people." Li Zhifeng said lightly: "Go make a cup of tea, I will drink it with the general."
He Motieer gave a loud command, and some subordinates brought in something from outside, and it was a full set of tea sets that they had snatched back.
He Motie's interesting taste: "The tea that the Han people eat is different from the pastoral tea of the people outside the Great Wall, but it's okay to try it."
"Their tea does not contain salt, nor does it contain milk or ghee." Li Zhifeng said calmly, "There is still a lot to pay attention to."
There was a seal on the box, You Miao glanced at it and knew that it was something stolen from the palace, and there was a can of Biyuqingfeng tribute tea beside it. He first put the pot of boiling water on the charcoal stove and boiled it, and then he untied the seal and opened the box. The moment the box was opened, all kinds of tastes, ups and downs, came to my mind - the box happened to be the tea set that You Miao used with the prince in the palace, and when the box was opened, one of the glass cups was broken into several pieces.
The hall was very quiet, no one spoke, and everyone was watching You Miao making tea for a while.
When You Miao saw the tea set in the former imperial palace being opened here, a thought arose in his heart. He couldn't explain why, but a strong desire for revenge surged in his heart at this moment.
Before this night, he was still confused and hesitant about the future of his country, but when he saw this torn glass, he suddenly strengthened his belief.
He wants to go back and get revenge.