Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2872 Start by step: Since ancient times, the emperor’s family has been in love (16)

  Yan Bai just glanced at it briefly, then withdrew his gaze, "Not interested." Then he objectively commented: "Shang Jia."

"Oh?" Mo Liyan was very interested. The bottom of his eyes seemed to be three-point drunk, and the pupils that were set against the black and beautiful eyes were slightly drawn, as if they were immersed in a jar of sake. "This king I think it's pretty good."

   After a pause, he murmured again, the sound was like smoke, and the wisps of misty and invisible: "It's a pity that I can imitate the dancing posture, but I can't imitate the spirit of style..."

  The voice that he said was very low, as if he was talking to himself, his tone was a little bit faint, regrettable, but the white dyed it sounded real.

  Imitation?

Who is imitating?

   didn't notice Mo Qingcang sitting on the high platform, but his face suddenly became gloomy, his clenched fists violently creaked because of force.

   At the moment when the dance has progressed to the most amazing moment, the dazzling figure surrounded by it is like a water lotus, a willow pose, and the red sleeves are swinging and the waist branches are lightly twisted.

   But suddenly--

   "Boom!"!

  The sound of the wine cup being smashed to the ground was a bit sharp, and it was also very clear in the atmosphere of endless string music, enough to see how much force the owner used.

  And the owner who smashed the wine bottle made them even more frightened.

  The brightly-lit hall showed a certain deathly silence in an instant.

"Enough!" Mo Qingcang's face was sullen, and he reprimanded in a deep voice. After speaking, he coughed violently, his chest visibly ups and downs twice, and the diadem glass beads began to shake with his movements. .

  The dancing dancer was at a loss, all humblely knelt on the ground.

  The guqin stopped playing instantly, and the scene was quiet, like an empty valley without people.

  All the dancers put their foreheads on the cold obsidian ground in the weakest posture, their bodies trembling slightly.

  And the imperial concubine, who was originally smiling and groaning, also stunned slightly, not knowing why, or why Mo Qingcang suddenly lost his temper.

   She took a look at the emperor’s face, her mind trembled, the secret path was not good, and she quickly got up and knelt down, her slightly drooping neck was white and tender, and she said softly, "Where is the concubine's concubine doing it badly? Why is the emperor angry?"

  Every word she said is like a charm silk, soft and sweet, which is heart-pounding.

  If it’s changed from the past,

  Mo Qingcang may calm down his anger when listening, and may feel sorry for the beautiful woman.

But now looking at the dance that was so familiar to him that he almost thought it was the return of an old friend in an instant, Mo Qingcang couldn't control the anger in his heart at all, and his eyes swept across the foggy ministers in the hall almost coldly. Sweeping the kneeling dance.

In the end, he was sharply fixed on the noble boy in the thick black brocade clothes, playing with the wine cup, and saw that his expression was evil and cold, and his thin lips were still faintly curved. That pair of images was extremely similar. The old man's Danfeng eyes slanted the mountains and rivers, but he was a little bit more cold and demon-like who was born in the emperor's house.

  Mo Qingcang stared at that incredible face, as if she could see through that face the graceful appearance of a woman who was pouring wine for him like yesterday.

  At that moment,

Mo Qingcang stood up directly, waving his sleeves over the porcelain plate cakes in front of him, and in front of everyone, he completely ignored the face of the imperial concubine and said angrily: "Who asked you to perform such a dance? ?!"

  People in the field.

   Knowing, pretending not to know, looking confused.

  I don’t know, but I’m really confused.

  Today is the birthday banquet of the imperial concubine. All the affairs of the banquet, the singing and dancing equipment, are all arranged by the imperial concubine.

  If your majesty is really angry because of such a dance, the imperial concubine will inevitably be angry.

"The emperor..." The imperial concubine opened her beautiful eyes, as if she was a little unbelievable that the man who had always pityed her was angry at her at his birthday banquet, facing the majestic look belonging to the sacred prey, she shook her body, and finally Kneeling on the ground, with a pale face: "I don't know the concubine, please forgive the emperor!"

"Your majesty calms down." The queen next to her knew that she could not sit down like this anymore, so she calmly knelt down, and she glanced at the imperial concubine whose face was not so pretty, and the corners of her lips were wiped away with an ironic arc, and it was fleeting. , As if as always dignified and generous.

  Mo Qingcang's gaze was not on the imperial concubine's body, but stared at the only prince present who was elegant and indifferent, like a sharp blade.

finally,

  He let out a sneer, and walked away furiously.

  The present-day saint was quite strategic when he was young, and he was wise, but the more he reached his old age, the more prosperous his temperament became, and the courtiers became accustomed to it.

  Just this thing today...

  How unusual to see.

  This dance...

The imperial concubine looked at the leaving figure of Mo Qingcang, her face turned paler. She knew that all her glory and wealth came from this man, so she didn't care about the banquet at the moment, and she stumbled and chased after the eyes of others. Going out, the golden butterfly swayed with her unstable steps, hitting the side face.

  As the most noble existence at the palace banquet and the birthday star of this palace banquet, both have left. The atmosphere at this banquet instantly became a little dull and strange, and a sense of subtlety permeated the magnificent hall unknowingly.

at this time,

The only person on the scene was the Queen. Of course, the Queen would not choose to leave at this time. She smoothed the folds on the phoenix robe, got up calmly, stood on a high platform and watched the scene, smiling slightly, and facing at first. The dancer who was trembling like a floating duckweed said: "Finally, go down first."

The dancer who has been apprehensive and uneasy from the beginning till now listened to these words, as if relieved, she bowed her head repeatedly to thank her, and then hung her head down in panic. There was no enchanting and charming when she first went on the court. She kept her head down and walked out of the main hall. Ruowu glanced at the direction where Mo Liyan was, as if it was just an illusion, leaving without squinting.

  After the Queen’s announcement, the banquet continued among the people with different minds, but it didn’t take long for it to end in a hurry.

  Although the person who was outraged was his biological mother and concubine, Mo Yelei sat very steadily, as if there was nothing wrong with him, but who knew about the evil birds surging out of his eyes?

  At the end of the banquet,

  Seeing that the good show had already ended, Mo Liyan put down the exquisitely crafted wine cup and left the banquet first.

  Away from the carved beams and pillars, the luxurious and floating hall, all the silk and bamboo singing and dancing have stopped, as if they had never appeared, and the palace was much quieter.

   stepped out of the hall,

  The cool breeze is blowing, and the shadows of the trees are whirling and the insects screaming at night in the early summer.

  (End of this chapter)