Mayor, you are so beautiful

Square dancing is like a bolt from the blue for the city owners.

The city lord is the most calm, no one should expect to find anything from his expressionless face.

The steward who left came back again, and said respectfully to the city lord: "The lord is welcome."

The city lord flicked his sleeves, and under the watchful eyes of the other city lords, he threw off the cool and domineering all over the place.

Grand Palace back garden

A handsome man in a bright yellow brocade robe is sitting in a pavilion, opposite to a beautiful woman playing the piano.

The sound of the piano is curling up, the yellow and chrysanthemum are burning

The lord of a country stood up to greet him in person, this kind of treatment was the only one.

The woman who played the piano just entered the palace this year, and she didn't know the city lord who was dressed in black. After amazed, jealousy surfaced.

The steward and several palace attendants all looked away one after another. Once this person feels jealous, he will have some confused dreams. They already know what will happen to the woman.

Qing Taki pushed the freshly brewed chrysanthemum tea in front of him, and said with a funny smile: "Why are you frowning?"

The Lord City Master looked at him indifferently, as if "What do you think?" was written on his face.

"Square dance is the meaning of the national teacher." Qinglong's eyes slightly raised, and his body was luxurious and restrained.

The national teacher who was organizing the ceremony of the conference outside lay down his gun.

The city lord frowned, pursed his lips slightly and said, "I don't know how to lead the dance."

"It's very simple." Qing Taki raised his head slightly, and the steward immediately gave instructions knowingly, and soon a dozen or so beautiful women appeared, all in long pink dresses.

There is only one woman in the red thin gown, and her dancing posture is the most enchanting and beautiful.

After watching a dance, the city lord had a general understanding of the lead dance, and was even more unhappy.

His turtles are sure to laugh when they see it.

Qing Taki rubbed the top of the city lord's hair: "Okay, don't be angry."

This scene stimulated the girl playing the piano, she stepped forward lightly, and smiled: "My lord, I wonder who this is?"

Come, come, another murderer came, and everyone including the manager showed sympathy at the same time.

"Wan'er is asking who are you?" Qing Taki propped his forehead with his fingers.

The city lord raised his eyelids, then lowered them again, with a cold expression that rejected people thousands of miles away.

He treats everyone like this, but in the eyes of the unfamiliar Qinfu girl, he feels complacent and mocking.

"My lord, this is the first time Wan'er has seen someone as good-looking as the young master." The girl playing the piano leaned against Qing Taki's arms, and said with a smile: "I heard that the new oiran from Yirenfang in the city is unparalleled. Less than one ten thousandth of the son."

It's very courageous to compare a young man who sells his body to the city lord.

The city lord frowned, this slight change did not escape the steward.

The air in this world froze.

"Drag it down." The palm was still moving on the waist of the woman in his arms, in an ambiguous and intimate posture, the smile on Qingtaki's face did not diminish by half, but he was facing the person in front of him.

The girl playing the piano was dumbfounded at first, and then she grabbed Qing Taki's arm in panic and cried: "Master, Wan'er knew it was wrong, you said you love Wan'er the most..."

When the word love fell into his ears, Qing Taki casually bowed his head and sipped his tea, he didn't even have a heart, how could there be love.

After the garden was quiet, another woman came dancing among the flowers, occasionally smiling shyly at Qingtaki.

Qing Taki smiled back, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of amorous feelings, but if you look carefully, you will find that it is nothingness.

"Does Hui Ge's death have anything to do with you?"

The city lord said coldly: "No."

"If you say you don't have it, then you don't have it." Qing Taki didn't ask any more, his eyes accidentally fell on the black jade wrench of his left thumb, and swept across the blood-red stone without any trace.

"How is your wife?"

"I like it." The city lord only replied with two words.

Qingtaki laughed out loud, as if he had heard a big joke: "Do you know what liking is?"

"Of course." The Lord City Lord raised his eyes.

Catching the flash of tenderness on his face, the smile on Qingtaki's lips froze and returned to nature.

It didn't take long for the monarchs and ministers to reminisce about the old days. The national teacher sent someone to inform that the auspicious time for the square dance is coming, and we must hurry up and rehearse first.

The square dance is set in a wide square, surrounded by big chess pieces as tall as several people, blowing with the wind.

The national teacher wore a gray robe that dragged the floor, was barefoot, and muttered mysteriously, while Qingtaki sat on top, unleashing the majesty of the king, proud and noble, overlooking everything.

Civil and military officials bowed down.

This is a blessing ceremony, hoping for good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

More than 30 city lords in loose white robes lined up in a triangle. The man in the front had no expression on his too eye-catching face. He raised his hands, and the whole person followed suit, stretching his arms to the left, shaking his head, and his movements were rigid. dancing with cramp.

I really want to laugh.

No, it's too funny.

Then the city lords of the following cities all shook their shoulders and laughed like idiots, but only the city lord was still stretching his arms, legs, and waist seriously.

Really serious.

Even Qing Taki above clenched his fists and coughed a few times, and the national teacher next to him shook his beard, so happy.

Hai Yen and Zhu Yu, who were watching not far away, turned their heads away, as if they were holding back something.

Zhu Yu pursed his lips: "He dances pretty well."

"Well, I think so too." Hyynne nodded seriously with a suppressed smile, it must be good-looking.

Zhu Wei squinted his eyes, showing a wretched look: "That guy Qingtaki is so feminine, any woman he has slept with can add a belt to Li Guo."

It's a pity that there is no intention, how much sleep is in vain.

"That's not good." Heyne stared at the person who was seriously swinging his body, and he sneered, "Why, you want to try it too? Add a neck guard?"

"Poverty has escaped into Buddhism, and flesh and lust are nothing but illusory things." Zhu Wei put on a look of "I have seen through the world of mortals".

There were many eyes on the handsome man who led the dancer, only three of them were unique and the most plain, but behind the plainness was the heat that could burn people.

Qingtaki and Haiyne met their eyes, and they sneered again and again when they met their rivals.

The square dance ended and the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Conference began.

Enter Longyang Hall, bypass the small bridge and flowing water, there is a cave behind it, and colorful chrysanthemums seem to cover the sky and the earth.

You can listen to the singing coming from all directions, the music is harmonious, the chrysanthemum and flowers are beautiful, and the singing is even more beautiful.

Ya, very elegant.

The lord of the Yellow Duck City couldn't help admiring: "The chrysanthemum is so pink and tender."

The lord of Cardinal City followed closely behind: "The chrysanthemum is so beautiful."

The lord of Qingmang City wrinkled his face and pushed it up: "There are a lot of wrinkles."

The newly appointed Mayor of Gray Pigeon City is a young man. He bent over and picked up a white chrysanthemum: "It's so slippery and soft."

How evil, you won, and the other city lords expressed their willingness to bow down.

The accompanying family members looked around uncomfortably, a little shy.

The city lord of Huige City was proud and arrogant, proudly provoking the city lord who had been silent all the way.

"A lot of water." The city lord cast a cold glance at the Fenju that was about to be half-opened and half-packed.

The face of the lord of Gray Pigeon City changed, and everyone shook their heads in admiration. This is truly stunning.

Hyne lowered her head and leaned close to his ear, her voice deliberately suppressed was low and hoarse: "Your flower is the most tender, softest, and most beautiful."

"Don't make trouble." The city lord reprimanded him coldly, but the corners of his lips curled slightly.

In Liguo, only here are the chrysanthemums with the purest color, and there are even more varieties. Every city lord is followed by palace officials, and any chrysanthemums they like can be brought back to the city to cultivate.

As the flower of a country, it is worth having.

The Lord City Lord stopped in his tracks, behind him was a large field of chrysanthemums, all blooming in bloom, but they couldn't hide his magnificence.

Seeing that Haiyne has not moved for a long time, the palace servants thought that he was looking for a chrysanthemum, so they asked.

With a lazy smile on his lips, Hyne said, "No need, I already have the most beautiful one."

most beautiful?The palace man followed his gaze and couldn't help blushing, it was absolutely beautiful.

The Chrysanthemum Appreciation Conference lasted until noon, and everyone gathered for dinner in Long Yang Hall.

Qing Taki, who had disappeared for a whole morning, appeared with an uneasy expression on his face, and everyone secretly speculated.

"I got a beauty today, let's enjoy it together." Qing Long showed a smile, and the city lords below all shivered.

The king smiled coquettishly, blood spattered three feet.

Several guards lifted up a rectangular object, and the black cloth was uncovered. It was a big cage, and inside was a coquettish woman, caressing herself caressingly.

The city lord squinted his eyes imperceptibly, and there was an aura of disgust.

Hai Yen and Zhu Yu beside him also looked slightly cold, fleeting.

The three who used to live in a shed, ate grass and fish, watched the stars and picked their noses, exchanged glances very quickly.

Qing Taki: That woman is a demon, she has been lurking since she got into the palace, this time she used the demon thing Qianyou to lure me to her bed, luckily I didn't bring a gun at the last moment.

Zhu Wei: Oh.

Hyne: Oh.

Qingtaki: Damn it, she almost pulled out the tendons and bones of Benlong.

Zhu Wei: Oh.

Hyne: Oh.

Qingtaki: Taotie and the others have already hooked up with the Demon Realm, what do you say?

Zhu Wei: Wake up Bai Ze as soon as possible, and then we will accompany the lord to go to various places to recover the scattered beast souls.

Hynyne: Well, as soon as possible.

With the enemy at hand, the three decided to shake hands and make peace, unanimously speaking to the outside world, and discuss the matter after closing the door.

The city lord who was eating peanuts suddenly raised his head to look at Qingtaki, and then turned his head to look at Haiyen and Zhu Wei, feeling a weird illusion for no reason.

All the people present stared wide-eyed at the woman posing in all kinds of obscene poses. This year, there are still such hard scenes. If I had known, I would not have brought my own wife here.

Guys think so.

Those family members were blushing with blood dripping, and their eyeballs were erratic, ouch, the king is really good!

The woman groaned softly, her legs were folded high, and a chrysanthemum opened and closed with her breath.

In this situation, it's time for obscene poetry.

It was the lord of Huangya City who was very poetic again: "This chrysanthemum is not that chrysanthemum, but a chrysanthemum."

This time, the Lord of Gray Pigeon City took the lead: "Flowers are better than flowers, but flowers are not flowers."

What the hell are those two sentences?Everyone savored it carefully, although it looked bad, but it sounded like that.

After that, everyone drank and ate meat with serious faces, and the big brothers raised their heads together, spitting bubbles facing the sky.

Qingtaki thoughtfully got up and left.

The lord of the city took his turtle and left with his old friend Suzaku.

Behind him, the gate of the Dragon Yang Palace closed, and a flock of birds flew around.