The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

As the drum beats became more and more intense, a red silk silk fell from the sky and landed in the center of the stage.

The drums stopped and long flute sounds began, as if a small stone fell on the clear lake, causing ripples one after another.

The sound of the flute became faster, and a beautiful woman in a sky-blue dance costume descended from the sky along a red silk thread, landing in the middle of the stage as lightly as a feather.

His black hair was tied up with only a light-colored headband, looking casual and untidy. His face was covered with a veil, and his features were vaguely visible under the veil, but his true appearance could never be seen.

His pair of peach blossom eyes were clear and lively, and a cinnabar mole at the end of his eye made him even more charming. Just a light glance was enough to make people who saw him look like they had lost their souls, staring blankly at the beauty on the stage.

The drums sounded again, and the beauty on the stage moved in response, unsheathing her sword with a hint of murderous aura.

The beauty casually made a sword flower, her figure was like a swimming dragon, as she retracted and released the long sword, picking one point at a time, wantonly and wildly. As the drum beats became more and more urgent, the beauty's sword moves became faster and faster, and people could only see the afterimage and could not find the real sword.

The lights flickered, and the beauty seemed to merge with the sword, making everyone unable to take their eyes off her.

The sound of drums was replaced by the sound of flutes, and the beauty's sword moves also changed from fierce to gentle. The sword in her hand was like a white silk thread, incredibly soft.

With a "clang" sound, the sword was returned to the sheath, and the beauty flew away along the red silk, disappearing from everyone's sight.

After an unknown amount of time, the crowd came back to their senses after hearing sparse applause from the Xitai Building. Everyone's face flushed, and their hands clapped unconsciously. The entire Xitai Building was enveloped in warm applause.

"It's so beautiful, let's do it again! Let's do it again!"

"One more time!"

The voices came one after another, and the Xitai Tower was shaking slightly due to the shouting of the crowd.

"It's done!" The owner of Xitai Tower, whose always fake smile was on his face, became a little more sincere.

Ming Qing's performance really surprised him. He didn't expect Ming Qing to have such ability to make everyone admire his dancing.

The Prince of Zhao in the private room was originally just there to show his support, but now he was also somewhat tempted. It was because the performance of the Xitai Tower Leader made him feel that the person performing on the stage was not the Xitai Tower Leader, but the peerless actress Iris.

Like! Really too much like! Whether in appearance or figure, she looked exactly like the Iris in his memory. Of course, he knew that the leader of Xitai Tower could not be Iris. After all, with the temperament of the Grand Master, he would never allow his private favorite to perform for others.

He couldn't get the iris, a gleam of light flashed in King Zhao's eyes, but this man was determined to get it!

In another private room, the wine glass in Mo Ling's hand turned into a pile of powder at some point. Of course, he recognized the true face of the performer. It was his Qing Qing, or Iris.

Mingqing looked exactly like Iris in his memory when she wore a veil, except for a cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye.

Although this sword dance was different from the sword dance performed by Iris back then, it was still very similar in some aspects. He was almost certain that Ming Qing was Iris!

So is Xitai Tower really related to that man? Mo Ling could hardly imagine that the man who taught him to be kind to the people of the world would actually do such a heinous thing of kidnapping!

Was everything he taught him back then fake? Or was that man just acting in front of him the whole time?

Mo Ling closed his eyes. If that was true, that man was so hypocritical that it made him sick!

Feng Jiuqing, who had just finished his performance, didn't know that he had been blamed, and was chatting with the system in a nonsensical manner.

"Tongzi, you said Yan'er is here today, is he impressed by my dancing?"

The system is in a mess and doesn't want to bother with a rebellious child.

Feng Jiuqing poked the system, and the system got angry, turned around and took a bite, but did not cause any actual harm to Feng Jiuqing.

"I don't know! You didn't let me monitor Mo Ling, so how would I know if he was fascinated by you?"

Feng Jiuqing curled his lips and said, "You're lying. Tongzi, you're still young, don't learn bad habits from those people."

"I'm old enough to be your ancestor! You, rebellious son!"

The system turned its face away, believing that out of sight, out of mind.

Feng Jiuqing insisted, "Tell me, my dear, I love you."

"With thirty points, the system can detect Mo Ling's current emotions for you."

Feng Jiuqing smiled and said, "Deal!"

The system closed its eyes, and after a while it said, "The system detects that Mo Ling's current emotions are: disbelief and extreme anger."

Feng Jiuqing was stunned: "Tongzi, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

The system flicked Feng Jiuqing with its tail: "Of course, it is produced by the system, there will be no mistakes."

Feng Jiuqing poked the system's head and said, "Well, if my memory serves me correctly, you said the same thing last time in the North Territory, and it almost killed me."

The system blushed for a rare moment, and its momentum weakened: "That, that was an accident! The result this time is definitely correct! I guarantee it with the system's integrity!"

"Okay, I believe you."

If the system's detection was not wrong, he could understand the disbelief, after all, he knew the lethality of his dance, but why would Mo Ling be angry?

Could it be that he was performing in front of everyone, causing Mo Ling's possessiveness to flare up and make him jealous? He didn't expect his Yan'er to be a jealous person. Never mind, he would just coax her later.

On the other side, in the box in the front yard of Xitai Building.

The owner of Xitai Tower was invited before King Zhao. He lowered his eyes to hide his emotions and acted respectful.

"Meet the prince."

The King of Zhao seemed not to have heard it. He motioned to the maid beside him to wipe the corners of his mouth. After a long while, he said, "Get up."

The owner of Xitai Tower did not show any dissatisfaction on his face and remained respectful.

King Zhao took a deep look at the owner of Xitai Tower, and finally a smile appeared on his face: "Xinyu, Xitai Tower has such a beauty, but you actually hid her and didn't show her to me. Could it be that you have second thoughts about me?"

The owner of Xitai Tower just stood up and knelt down again, saying with great fear: "I dare not, but this man is not trained by Xitai Tower after all. If I rashly send him to the prince, Xinyu is afraid that he will anger the prince, so he keeps him in Xitai Tower as the leader. It's all Xinyu's fault, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Prince Zhao calmly drank a sip of tea and rinsed his mouth. After the maid wiped the corners of his mouth again, she said, "Isn't he trained in Xitai Tower since he was a child?"

The owner of Xitai Tower bowed his head and said, "Mingqing was sold to Xitai Tower a few days ago. Originally, they planned to let him join the underground group. But Mingqing's face is really outstanding and his talent is high, so Xinyu made full use of him and made him the leader of Xitai Tower."

"Have you ever checked this person's background?"

The owner of Xitai Tower nodded and said, "I have checked. His family background is clean. He is the illegitimate son of Censor Gu. After Censor Gu offended the Grand Tutor and was beheaded, he wandered all the way to Jiangning as a criminal."