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Chapter 131 Meng Po, Too Much Soup (21)

Yu Zhu, who was following Gu Qian, hurried forward to help her, with worry in her eyes, "Master, are you alright?"

Gu Qian shook her head, calm and composed.

"come over."

Just as Gu Qian was about to touch the seat tremblingly, a deep, deep, magnetic voice suddenly sounded above his head.

All of a sudden, Gu Qian jumped up from the seat again, stood upright, and stared blankly at the person seated above.

Is he calling her?

Seeing Gu Qian standing there blankly, without moving for a long time, the man frowned displeasedly, and repeated: "Come here."

The indifferent voice was mixed with a bit of impatience, this time Gu Qian was sure that he was calling her.

She secretly pinched her palm with the hand in her cuff, feeling very flustered.

Yu Zhu came to her senses earlier than Gu Qian, she gently pushed Gu Qian's back, and reminded softly, "Master, Your Majesty let you go."

Gu Qian let out a heavy breath, and walked forward stiffly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, so many pairs of eyes stared at her, either probing, curious, or puzzled...

Gu Qian tried her best to squeeze her smile, trying to look as calm as possible on the surface.

The dancers were still swaying, and did not dare to stop without ordering them.

Even though it was a few steps away, Gu Qian walked a distance of light years in a daze.

Finally, she sat beside him.

This represents the supremacy, the phoenix chair belonging to the queen, which is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

Gu Qian's fingertips were stroking the handle uncomfortably, rubbing back and forth, the cold touch was transmitted from her fingers to her heart, making her even more embarrassed.

She didn't understand why he called her up suddenly.

The dragon's birthday incense rushing towards Gu Qian's spirit reached a state of tension.

Little did he know that the man beside her could see her every move quietly.

The man tapped the table lightly with his slender fingertips, seemingly watching the dance.

In fact, the dancers danced for a long time. When the previous dance was over, the man said "continue dancing" lightly, allowing them to continue until now.

Their feet were numb and painful, but the dancers dared to stop alone without the man's permission.

"boom--"

A dancer was so exhausted that she sprained her ankle when changing positions.

The whole person flew forward and fell heavily on the ground.

She trembled, and hurriedly prostrated herself on the ground, her teeth chattering in fear.

Even if there was an accident, none of the dancers behind stopped dancing, only she lay quietly on the ground.

Gu Qian turned his head to look, the man didn't seem to notice the accident, he was still sipping the tea in the cup calmly.

He is very sensitive, and he discovered it almost the second Gu Qian glanced over.

The man's lips curved slightly, very slightly, and he pushed the fruit plate in front of Gu Qian's eyes.

Meeting her suspicious gaze, he said indifferently, "Peel off."

A simple word, but it made her heart tremble.

He obediently held the fruit plate in front of him, picked up an orange and started peeling off the skin.

And I heard him say, "I want grapes."

Gu Qian could only put down the half-peeled orange, and picked up a round grape again.

There are obviously court ladies and eunuchs serving by his side, but he wants to let himself do it.

Save face in front of the envoys of the dependent countries.

But Gu Qian didn't care at all, she was willing to serve him.

Don't talk about peeling grapes, just tell her to peel beans, she can peel the joy.

She lowered her head, not daring to show the slightest joy in her heart, for fear that the man would find out and loathe her even more.

Put the peeled grapes one by one into the small white jade bowl brought by the maid just now.

(End of this chapter)