"It is said that these night-shining pearls were donated by merchants. I heard that there were too many to store them and they were useless, so they were used for lighting," a dancer said to the person next to her.

The people beside her were shocked: "If I can be favored..." Before she could finish her words, someone bumped into her and gestured for her to look at the Queen Mother of the West. At this time, the Queen Mother of the West was just a princess of a country, with the surname Yang and the name Hui.

"Okay, let's rehearse. There's a party tomorrow."

The music started, and everyone danced in an orderly manner. Yang Hui didn't want to come at first. She was a good princess, so who would like to serve others?

The next day, the banquet was held. The seats were packed with people. On the high seat was a man who looked very serious and full of masculinity. On his right was a beauty who was adorned with jewels but not vulgar at all. On his left, Yang Hui probably guessed who was who.

The man on the left, who is as gentle as jade and has a strand of gray hair, is the famous Jia Xingchen. Countless people have lost their lives just to seek his advice.

Yang thought about it, so the main person was Chi Lin, the person he was going to dance for today, and the beauty should be Wanjiang's queen Chi Furong. It was said that the two were cousins, childhood sweethearts, and loved each other very much.

The banquet was going on in an orderly manner, and soon it was Yang Hui's turn to dance. Yang Hui put on her veil, and slowly leaned out when the dancers bent down, appearing in front of everyone. Her thin sleeves were made of gauze, and swayed along with her dance steps.

After the dance, the dancers stood behind Yang Hui, and the envoy strode forward from the back seat and said, "Your Majesty, this is Princess Yang Hui of our country. I have admired you for a long time, and I would like to dance for you."

Yang Hui didn't like Chi Lin, but he just accepted it.

Chi Lin looked at Yang Hui in the center, then shifted his gaze to the girl in the first seat below, and finally looked at Jia Xingchen: "Xingchen, what do you think of this beauty?"

Chi Furong couldn't help but smiled politely. She had seen Chi Lin's gaze just now and immediately understood what he wanted to do.

Jia Xingchen and the envoy were stunned. Jia Xingchen nodded and said, "She is an excellent dancer. Although her face is covered, her eyes are very lively. She is very suitable for Your Majesty."

Chi Lin was speechless. How come it is suitable for me?

When Chi Lin turned around, he saw Chi Furong covering her mouth and laughing. Chi Lin leaned over and whispered, "People are trying to snatch your husband away, and you are laughing so happily. Do you have a heart?"

Chi Furong pursed her lips, then regained her seriousness and put down her hand that was covering her mouth.

Chi Lin felt better after seeing this: "I only love the queen, why don't you give this beauty to Xingchen? Xingchen is old now, it's time for him to get married." As soon as Chi Lin's words came out, a group of people agreed with him.

Everyone knows that Jia Xingchen likes Chi Miaomiao, the princess of the Chi family’s military department. But if Jia Xingchen accepts this princess, doesn’t it mean that his own children will have a chance too?

Jia Xingchen looked at Chi Miaomiao, the chief chef, not far away, with tender eyes, but found that the latter was just quietly eating chicken legs, not paying any attention to this side, and had no eating manners. Jia Xingchen's eyes also turned cold, and he looked at Chi Lin.

Chi Lin was also helpless. Didn't he originally want to help his brother?

"Your Majesty, please leave this beauty to me. I have someone else in my heart," said Jia Xingchen coldly.

Chi Lin secretly thought: Is this calling himself a minister? Every time he does this, he gets angry...

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