The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 184

Chapter 184 Stealing the House

Officials in Xingzhou, the lower the rank, the more locals they are; the higher the rank, the more they are "demoted" from other places.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a woman who can follow her husband and come here shares the joys and sorrows.

He already has a bad career, and if he is separated from his wife, wouldn't that be the end of his life?

Sima can already guess what Princess Xuan will say next.

She will probably ask him, "Does your wife know about it?"

No matter whether she knows or not, she will definitely tell his wife in the end.

Why is it so?

Why is it so!

Sima wanted to cry but had no tears, and never thought about how it would end up like this today.

"Princess, your subordinate...your subordinate..." How to defend yourself?

Gan Zixu saw this and felt very disappointed.

No wonder you are only worthy of being an official in Xingzhou!

Lu Shuyi, who had already sat down, also frowned secretly, and she felt bad in her heart. Although the officials of Xingzhou were weak and powerless, they were court officials after all. Was Princess Xuan really not afraid of being labeled as a jealous and doting woman?

Lu Shuyi suppressed her urge to act and repeatedly told herself that Xue Qingyin was different from her, different... There is not only one solution to everything in the world.

But she couldn't help but feel a strong curiosity in her heart...

Has Xue Qingyin thought about how to end it?

"It seems that Sima and I have the same preferences." Xue Qingyin said slowly.

Ah?

Sima raised his head in shock.

The others were also stunned.

Sima's waist, which had been deeply bent, straightened up again.

"Then set Sima's position below me and watch this dance with me." Xue Qingyin followed closely.

Sima was halfway through his breath when it was stuck in his throat again.

Without turning his head to look, Sima could also sense the coldness that His Royal Highness Xuan Wang cast on him.

"Your subordinate... Your subordinate dare not."

"Why is Sima still polite?"

Sima wanted to cry but had no tears. He was tortured and had to turn around and said, "Please ask His Highness Xuan Wang to take a seat first."

King Xuan raised his eyelids and said coldly, "Since the princess ordered you to sit at the bottom, how can you not obey?"

"Yes, yes..."

The others lowered their heads and felt sympathy. But they were more fortunate.

Next time, I must remember it, but I must not fall into Sima's situation!

I am afraid that he will be "remembered" by King Xuan for several years to come.

Sima tried to struggle: "Then Your Highness..."

Xue Qingyin tilted her head here and asked in confusion, "But where is the place for Your Highness here?"

Everyone was shocked and looked at the position below Xue Qingyin.

This is the main seat.

This is the seat of Your Highness!

From the tone of Princess Xuan, it seems that she is deliberately unwilling to give way.

When Sima heard this, he was in a dilemma.

He wanted to ask someone to add a table at the main seat, but he thought again and again...

Forget it, now it's time for His Royal Highness Xuan to take the heat.

For a moment, no one dared to speak up for His Royal Highness Xuan.

The dancer was driven back to the stage.

New bowls, plates, and cups were also delivered to Xue Qingyin. She shook the cups and saw the golden brown wine swirling in them, exuding a rich aroma.

The silk music sounded again.

The dancer waved her arms stiffly, but she didn't dare to twist her waist again.

"Reward!" Xue Qingyin said loudly.

Reward? Who to reward?

Everyone was at a loss, and then they saw Princess Xuan raised her hand and put a lot of gold ingots into the plate. What a generous gesture!

The royal guards held the plate to the dancers and distributed the gold ingots to them.

They held this tiny but extremely valuable thing tightly between their fingers, fear and surprise intertwined in their hearts.

They thought, Princess? Is she the wife of the emperor's son?

They had never seen such a mistress... She didn't get angry with them, but instead gave them rewards!

They were willing to dance a few more times until they were exhausted!

"What else can you dance?"

They heard the princess sitting in the main seat ask lazily.

"I don't know much, I am willing to dance a spring oriole for the princess."

Spring oriole is a soft dance.

Soft and gentle.

Xue Qingyin was about to speak again, but King Xuan suddenly strode to her side, picked her up, and sat on it himself.

Then he pressed Xue Qingyin on his knees.

In this way, two people were squeezed into one position on the main seat.

Xue Qingyin:?

This is cheating!

The others were stunned by this scene.

But it also solved the problem...

Xue Qingyin turned her head: "Your Highness, don't you think it's a bit indecent?"

King Xuan lowered his voice and asked her expressionlessly: "When has Yinyin ever been decent?"

Xue Qingyin:?

You are slandering me again, right!

The dancer asked weakly: "Princess, do I still want to dance?"

Xue Qingyin leaned half of her body against the table and leaned forward and said: "Dance."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt King Xuan's hand tightening around her waist.

Xue Qingyin seemed not to notice and continued to ask the dancer: "Do you dance the Huntuo dance?"

The leading dancer was very surprised, but she still nodded: "Yes." "It's just that I haven't danced for some years, I'm afraid I can't dance well."

"It doesn't matter, I love watching this." Xue Qingyin smiled.

The so-called Huntuo dance originally refers to the Pohanhu opera that came from the Western Regions.

But after being improved and mixed, it gradually became more and more used to refer to sword dance.

This is exactly why the dancer was so surprised.

They have danced countless soft dances, all to please men. There is no way, this is their way of survival.

But today, someone asked them to dance the Huntuo dance again...

Soon, the swords were sent up.

These women with soft waists, holding swords in their hands, danced again, with a changed momentum, and powerful postures, like a long rainbow.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly changed.

King Xuan's face was slightly relieved.

"Does Yinyin really like to watch this dance?"

Xue Qingyin: "Hmm."

It seems a bit indifferent.

The silk music started again, this time it was a completely different style.

Xue Qingyin held her chin and watched seriously.

She had only heard of Gongsun Da Niang dancing with a sword, but how could she have the opportunity to actually see it?

Now it can be regarded as a dream come true.

Besides...

They were invited by these Sima, and they did nothing wrong.

After her outburst today, it was inevitable that they would be frightened or even implicated.

After the dance.

Xue Qingyin spoke first: "This dance is both hard and soft, like thunder, like a dragon, and has the appearance of shining nine suns. I love it very much, what do you think?"

The officials did not dare to answer.

Xue Qingyin did not wait for them to answer, and smiled and said: "This dance can be watched often."

Everyone suddenly realized, and then they responded in succession: "Yes, the princess is right! I believe this dance will be very popular in Xingzhou."

Xue Qingyin nodded with satisfaction.

Why ruin someone's job?

People have to make a living by this.

If they have any choice, they don't have to do this.

"Reward again." Xue Qingyin said.

When the dancers heard the voice, they seemed to be drunk and showed a trance and shock.

Until they received the reward money and were led out, their feet were still soft, as if falling into the clouds.

Lu Shuyi watched these scenes silently, and a huge storm was stirred in his heart.

She was wrong.

Xue Qingyin's methods were different from theirs... but more powerful.

Outside the mansion.

A horse passed by the dancers.