Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 334 Princess Qingguo: With Lan Ge, I Don’t Envy Longevity 79
birthday?

After the Fourth Prince left, Lan Ge was a little bit embarrassed, she stayed in this cold palace well, why did she have to perform dances again just to please the fake king?

But she wasn't bored enough, she was really bored when the fourth prince sent the so-called dancer's clothes to the cold palace.

Although the white dance clothes have warm fluff, but the poor fabric...

Lan Ge supported his forehead.

Three days later, the emperor's birthday banquet.

Wushuang Wang Lanyuan held a birthday banquet in the magnificent hall of the palace, and the guests were full.

The young emperor invited the four princes to celebrate their birthdays together, and the banquet was filled with laughter and the emperor and his ministers had fun together.

Halfway through the banquet, it's time to get a little drunk.

The dancers with slender waists are all dressed in red silk and satin, trying to hide their shame, dancing to the melodious sound echoing in the hall.The girls are barefoot, with silver bells wrapped around their slender wrists, as they dance, the sound of the silver bells is faintly heard, like feathers caressing the ears, scratching the heart.

All the courtiers looked enviously at those dancers, and they were so happy that they walked out of the dancers in graceful white clothes with light veils on their faces.

The dancing posture is light, like a lotus growing step by step.

The corner of the young emperor's lips also curled up into a faint smile, and he raised his cheeks to look at the wonderful dance under the palace.

If the time of dancing the sword is not counted, it is the second time she has danced in front of him. When she spun with the dance steps, she still vaguely remembered that time on campus, he just looked at her like this , but for some reason she lost her sense of proportion and was embarrassed in front of everyone.It's just that when I think about it now, I feel like it's been a lifetime.

But even though those memories seemed like a lifetime away, the feeling of familiarity became more and more clear.

With her dance steps, the silver bells on her ankles jingled.At the end of the song, everyone seemed to be immersed in the intoxicating dance. They still hadn't regained their senses. She maintained the posture of the final curtain call and was just about to pay her respects when the unpredictable king sitting high on the palace jumped down. Gao Tang, landed in front of her.

She was just about to visit, but he took her hand and pulled her into his arms.

"Kings……"

He lowered his body and hugged her horizontally, and said with a loud smile: "It really is the beauty of the city."

After all, without waiting for the reaction of the courtiers full of seats, he took the person in his arms to step up to the high platform, and left straight away from the back of the hall.

All the guests were in an uproar, and the father-in-law, who often stood beside the king, hurried to the front of the hall: "The king is not feeling well, please take it easy, sir, please come back as happy as you can."

The ministers naturally know that the so-called slight health is just nonsense, but the woman's veil has not been taken off...the king just hugged her and left...Everyone sighed unhappily, but just sat down on the high platform The Fourth Prince's complexion was a little gloomy.

Lan Ge was carried out of the hall by the man, and his cloak was wrapped around her body, wrapping her up like a small white rice dumpling.

Seeing the main hall in the night getting farther and farther behind her, and walking all the way back to the warm bedroom she was familiar with, she raised her head: "Okay, there is no one else."

From the moment she took the stage, she knew that as a chess piece in the hands of the Fourth Prince, she had to play her role properly, so no matter what, she still needed some reaction from Lan Yuan this time. At worst, after today, she would not be allowed to collide. It would be nice if he killed the king and was sent back to the cold palace.

The cold and solemn man who was soaked in the night threw her on the dragon bed, saw her rolling aside, and then bent over to her.

"Who is it to seduce by dressing like this?"

(End of this chapter)