After reading the book, I picked up the heroine’s script for cultivating immortality

Since ancient times, only the queen could sit next to the emperor, but now, that position is taken by Mu Nanxi, and none of the ministers below him object.

Mu Nanxi's eyes inadvertently swept through the crowd below and found two familiar figures.

In the plot, Yan Luochen, the villain of Xin Yue heroine Yu Menghuan, is Ye Junhan's biological brother.

And Ji Yunheng was just the son of a small minister, and he did not have any official position.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at the faces of the two people. They looked completely unfamiliar, and Mu Nanxi felt a little sad.

Suddenly, a big hand gently pinched the chin. Ye Junhan exerted a slight force, and Mu Nanxi was forced to face him.

The man raised his sword eyebrows slightly and said in a dangerous tone, "Who is Xi'er looking at? Huh?"

A sense of crisis suddenly arose in Mu Nanxi's heart, causing her to immediately defend herself, "No, no, with Jun Han by my side, my eyes will not linger for others."

The girl's words made Ye Junhan feel happy, and his slender fingers caressed Mu Nanxi's lips ambiguously.

"Xi'er had better think so."

After saying that, Ye Junhan slowly retracted his hand, still looking like a cold emperor.

Mu Nanxi was stunned, turned to look at him seriously, and suddenly said, "Jun Han... are you jealous?"

The expression on the cold emperor's face remained unchanged, but the slightly red ears still revealed his thoughts.

As if she felt that she had grasped the man's little advantage, Mu Nanxi smiled with a sly look on her face. Ye Junhan turned his head and raised a bad smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Xi'er doesn't want to know what I'll look like when I'm really jealous. You can't bear it."

As he said that, the man's eyes glanced at Mu Nanxi's slender waist. The latter immediately understood what the man meant, and her cheeks were hot.

rogue!

Mu Nanxi couldn't help but curse in her heart, but she picked up a piece of cut fruit and personally fed it into the cold emperor's mouth.

On the high platform, the love between the two people as if no one else was watching really blinded the eyes of many people below.

Halfway through the palace banquet, Yu Menghuan, who was at the bottom, suddenly stood up and bowed to the two people above him with a graceful posture.

"Your Majesty, I would like to perform a dance to entertain your Majesty."

Ye Junhan just glanced at Yu Menghuan lightly, and finally nodded, "Yes."

Then, Yu Menghuan took the palace maid down to change into dance clothes and shoes.

Mu Nanxi's body stiffened for a moment. Ye Junhan noticed something was wrong with the person around him, lowered his head and asked gently, "What's wrong?"

"No... nothing..."

With the movement of eating, Mu Nanxi concealed the guilt in her eyes, but Ye Junhan gave her a meaningful look, but didn't say a word.

Soon, Yu Menghuan changed into her dance clothes and shoes and came back. She saluted the king above her, and then nodded to the musicians on the side.

The musicians understood and began to play in unison, and Yu Menghuan in the center of the stage began to dance gracefully.

Mu Nanxi doesn't really appreciate singing and dancing. In her eyes, dance can only be good-looking or bad.

In her opinion, Yu Menghuan's dance was a good-looking one.

If a woman like me is so fascinated, then other people should also be watching with gusto.

He withdrew his gaze from the fascinated faces of Yan Luochen and Ji Yunheng, and then planned to secretly see Ye Junhan's reaction.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he met a pair of smiling eyes, and was caught stealing glances. Mu Nanxi was shocked.

The whole person looked like a frightened kitten, and the corners of Ye Junhan's mouth slowly raised, "What's wrong?"

"No, the singing and dancing are so beautiful. Why is Jun Han looking at me like this?"

Ye Junhan's voice was low but very charming, "Because my Xi'er is the most beautiful."

Mu Nanxi's head was about to smoke from being teased. Seeing that the man was looking at her, she stretched out her hand to move his head toward the stage.

"Go watch the dancing!"

Ye Junhan knew that Ren'er was shy, so he stopped teasing her and then turned his attention to Yu Menghuan on the stage.

It's a coincidence that Yu Menghuan wore an exotic red dress for her dance today. The red dress was dotted with sparkling gems.

Those gems sparkled with dazzling light as Yu Menghuan danced.

Ye Junhan was unconsciously attracted to his eyes and stared intently.

Mu Nanxi waited until the heat faded slightly from her cheeks, and then she realized something was wrong with the people around her.

"Jun..." As soon as the word came out, Mu Nanxi shut up. She saw Ye Junhan staring at Yu Menghuan intently.

Yu Menghuan was very dazzling on the stage. Although she knew that this was just a set plot, Mu Nanxi still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Suddenly, Yu Menghuan, who was dancing on the stage, screamed and fell directly onto the stage. Someone with sharp eyes discovered that Yu Menghuan's feet were bleeding.

"Ah! Blood, bleeding, Concubine Meng's feet are bleeding."

The sound is not loud, but in such a quiet environment at this moment, it is particularly obvious.

On the stage, Yu Menghuan was holding her bleeding feet in pain. She just felt a needle pricking her in her shoe.

Knowing that she was being plotted, Yu Menghuan pursed her lips tightly and tried to stand up several times without success.

Below, at the minister's seat, Yan Luochen and Ji Yunheng both saw this scene, with a trace of worry on their faces.

However, due to various considerations, the two of them could only watch helplessly, but could not do anything.

Looking up, Emperor Qing Leng just woke up from a dream. He first turned his head and glanced at Mu Nanxi who was beside him and felt a little guilty.

Then his eyes fell on Yu Menghuan on the stage, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you tell me that you are the imperial doctor?"

Immediately, a young eunuch rushed to ask the imperial doctor, and several palace maids quickly stepped forward to help Yu Menghuan aside.

But after the palace maids helped Yu Menghuan up, she gently pushed away the hands of the palace maids, and gave a slight bow, "Please allow me to finish this dance."

Everyone was very puzzled as to why Yu Menghuan insisted on finishing the dance even though her feet were injured.

Ye Junhan at the top did not speak, and Yu Menghuan on the stage was also very stubborn.

Mu Nanxi squeezed her slightly sweaty palms. She knew why Yu Menghuan insisted on finishing the dance.

From the perspective of wanting to complete the plot smoothly, Mu Nanxi hoped that Yu Menghuan would finish dancing and quickly capture Ye Junhan's heart.

But from her rational standpoint, she didn't want Yu Menghuan to finish dancing. Sometimes persistence was not a good thing.

And the most important thing is that she really doesn't want to see the emperor who is the face of his beautiful master fall in love with the concubine who has the face of Yu Menghuan.

During the stalemate between the two sides, Ye Junhan suddenly spoke slowly, "What are you doing standing still? Didn't you see Concubine Meng's bleeding? Help her down."

Yu Menghuan looked at the emperor who was looking up with some surprise. She was surprised. Even the emperor had spoken, and no one dared to resist.

Soon, the palace maid stepped forward and took Yu Menghuan away, and the imperial doctor quickly rushed to see Yu Menghuan's injuries.

After inspection, it was found that someone put an embroidery needle in Yu Menghuan's dancing shoes, which caused her injury.

I heard that someone put needles in Yu Menghuan's dancing shoes. The purpose was self-evident, and everyone was in an uproar.

Soon, someone began to discuss in a low voice, and Mu Nanxi vaguely heard her name.

Just when Mu Nanxi was thinking about whether she should kneel down in tears and say "I am wronged", a young eunuch ran out.

"Your Majesty, forgive me. Everything was done by my slaves."

Mu Nanxi was about to cry when her voice got stuck in her throat. What happened?Why are there still people rushing out to take the blame?