Chunyu Ao's eyebrows were twisted and tied a dead knot, but they couldn't untie them.

The figure in the white-clothed dance group became clearer and clearer. He recognized that it was Bai Jinghong.

Only Bai Jinghong, the most beautiful girl in the Eastern Qin Dynasty, can perform such a dance, and only Bai Jinghong's dance can be called the dance of Jinghong.

Bai Jinghong's beauty is different from Gebu people. It is a kind of beauty unique to the Central Plains. Unlike Gebu people's deep contours and facial features, Bai Jinghong's beauty is more grand, more like a fairy in the painting, making people unable to remove their eyes at a glance.

He stared at Bai Jinghong who was dancing, his mind was in a mess, and he was increasingly unable to figure out whether the palace banquet was arranged by him tonight or whether he was arranged by someone else.

I became increasingly unable to understand why he could not find a sense of being the master of his country or his palace, and he was led by others from the beginning?

The Prince of Dong Qin came and set up the prince's steward to the gate of the palace, and he had to let him in.

Bai Heran came in with the identity of the Meng family's daughter. He knew who he was, but he could not let her in, nor could he expose her identity.

Because he controlled his daughter, Chunyu Xuan and Baihe were poisoned. He had to be obedient if he didn't want his daughter to die.

Now, Bai Jinghong also appeared. He was a little confused. How did Bai Jinghong come in?

When Mrs. Jinghong returned to the palace, why no one came to report it to him?

Why did this man appear at the palace banquet without knowing it and dance gracefully?

Many people below recognized Bai Jinghong, and they were all confused. Some people even couldn't help but murmur: "Isn't this Mrs. Jinghong?"

Didn’t she go to Dongqin with Dr. Lin?

Why did he come back suddenly?

When will you come back?”

Someone seemed to remember something, so he squeezed into Meng Wencheng and Meng Shuyu and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Meng, when he entered the palace, he seemed to have heard that the Meng family prepared two birthday gifts, one was Mrs. Meng's gem tree and the other was a famous dancer. He also said that His Majesty the monarch would like it when he saw it.

I wonder where that dancer is now?

Has it been performed, or is it not her turn to play?"

Meng Wencheng has no official position, so the reason why he was called Lord Meng is a respectful title.

The Meng family was no longer willing to serve in the court in his generation. Meng Wencheng always remembered the words before his mother passed away. As long as the king was in power, he would never enter the court as an official.

He didn't quite understand why, but it was not until more and more officials died in the court over the years that he realized that not being an official was a protection for him and the protection of the Meng family.

It’s a pity that he has been protecting his books and has not been able to protect him.

"Already on the court."

Meng Wencheng turned his eyes to the dance floor, "Didn't Mr. Li see it?

The white dancer on the field is another great gift from my Meng family today.

But this gift is not considered a birthday gift, because she was not given to the noble concubine, but to His Majesty the king.”

After he finished speaking, he smiled slightly, "What does Lord Li think of this gift?"

The Lord Li's face changed. He didn't want to say a word anymore. He retreated back to his position until he sat down again and murmured: "It's crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy."

They were all crazy, and Bai Jinghong's appearance brought the atmosphere of the palace banquet to a new and weird atmosphere.

Meng Shuyu whispered to his father: "I thought something was wrong when I first met her maid. She looked so pretty, better than any woman I've ever seen before.

No one who has ever grown up like this and becomes a maid. He has to be taken back to the mansion wherever he goes, and he is the mistress of the house until his sister tells me that she is Mrs. Jinghong.

For some reason, when I was at home, I was worried that something might happen, but when I entered the palace, I calmed down and no longer worried about those things I was worried about.

Even if Mrs. Jinghong is dancing in the hall now, father, I don’t think this is a disaster that our Meng family has caused.”

Meng Wencheng laughed, "With your sister's way of dying, what else do you think can be considered a disaster?

It doesn’t matter, it’s good or bad, we all carry it.”

Meng Wencheng took his eyes back from Bai Jinghong, threw himself above the platform, looked at the king Chunyu Ao, and suddenly laughed as he looked.

Meng Shuyu was puzzled, "What did my father laugh at?"

He asked Meng Shuyu, "Do you see that high-ranking monarch look like a dog who fell into the water?"

"Dog in the water?"

Meng Shuyu was even more puzzled, "Father, what is a dog falling into the water?"

Meng Wencheng said: "The dog that should be beaten to the water."

After picking the plate of green fruits in front of Jun Mulin, he barely ate one, and he ate all the snacks Bai Heran gave him.

At this moment, seeing Chunyu Ao's eyes never leave Bai Jinghong, he felt that there was a better life, but this right life did not want to discuss and share with Chunyu Ao, but went to find the noble concubine.

He walked around the concubine Gui, and the old palace maid made a chair for him. He was not polite and moved the chair to the concubine Gui himself.

Seeing this, Concubine Gui smiled, "Does Your Highness the Crown Prince have something to say to her?"

Jun Mulin nodded and looked at Chunyu Ao's chin, "Look at the concubine, Your Majesty, the king no longer cares about this prince. He didn't even notice that the prince's seat had changed. He only focused on staring at the dancer below.

But the dancer looks pretty good, and the prince looks familiar, like an acquaintance."

The concubine Gui laughed again, "Of course she is an acquaintance, but she is still a relative."

"Oh, no, no."

Jun Mulin disagreed with this statement, "It's just a nominal relative, but in fact there is no blood relationship, and the relationship is not very good.

But she has performed well recently. Our family ran Ranran was generous, forgave her, and promised to take her back to take revenge."

After saying this, he looked at the concubine Gui seriously. After a while, he repeated again, "It's revenge."

Concubine Gui didn't react strongly, but was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It should be."

The old palace maid around her seemed to feel inappropriate and whispered: "The Concubine..." The Concubine Gui waved her hand, "I said it was supposed to be what she should be. Not only she should, but all the poor women in the harem should take revenge.

But this revenge cannot be avenged casually, he is the king after all."

After saying that, he also looked at Jun Mulin and said calmly, "I am not the queen mother, so I am not the one who is obliged to safeguard the monarch, but I am obliged to safeguard my country.

Prince Dong Qin, what you said about revenge is to avenge private revenge or public revenge?"

Jun Mulin replied: "Mrs. Jinghong avenged her personal grudges."

"What about Aran?"

"There are both personal grudges and public grudges."

Jun Mulin asked the concubine Gui, "In your opinion, does the king have a direct relationship with Gebu?"

The Concubine Gui was silent for a while and shook her head, "He has never had a direct relationship with Gebu, because Gebuben is not his either."

"But only when he is in power can you respect you as a noble concubine."

The concubine Gui laughed, "I don't value this identity as she is.

What a noble concubine or a noble empress dowager? If someone wants to sit down, I am eager to give up this position."

After saying that, he was silent for a while, and finally spoke again, he said, "If it weren't for these ten years, if Gebu had passed the throne to the former crown prince step by step, perhaps Gebu would not be like this today.

Although it is not comparable to the land of Dongqin, it is not as small as in the past ten years, even the sun is seen.”

She sighed, "It's been more than ten years, and maybe too many people have forgotten what the Gebu Kingdom should have looked like."

Bai Jinghong's dance ended, the song stopped, and the red-dressed dancer left the hall, but she did not retreat.

Not only did he not retreat, he also walked towards the high platform step by step.

He smiled with a smile, as if he was as arrogant as when he was in Duke Wen's Mansion, but his face was full of vicissitudes and no longer as young and delicate as before.

Chunyu Ao subconsciously straightened his body and shrank back, as if he didn't want Bai Jinghong to approach him.

But he refused to drink Bai Jinghong and retreated because he wanted to know what Bai Jinghong was going to come forward.

Kill him?

That would never be possible. If he is a dignified king of a country, if he is not even prepared for assassination on the spot, then he will not be able to sit steadily.                                       

The hall seemed festive and lively, but he also set up dozens of masters' secret whistles to hide in the dark. Once he encountered a crisis, the secret whistles would listen to his orders to throw the cup and take down the assassin on the spot.

Bai Jinghong knows martial arts, so he can't be so stupid that he comes up to assassinate him in front of so many people.

Even Jun Mulin and Bai Heran dare not take action with him openly, and Bai Jinghong would not do that.

But if she hadn't killed him, what would she do when she walked up?

With such a dazed moment, Bai Jinghong had already arrived near him.

Some palace servants seemed to want to stop him, but seeing that the monarch had no reaction, the steps of stopping him were retracted and he watched Bai Jinghong stand in front of the monarch and bowed to salute.

Chunyu Ao stared at the person in front of him, always thinking that Bai Jinghong must have a purpose when he came back this time, but what did he ask?

Prince Dongqin is still next to him and Princess Tianci is still on the stage. Can he ask at this time?

After a stalemate for a while, the man came to the right place. He suddenly reached out and brought Bai Jinghong into his arms, and then laughed: "When did you come back?"

I don’t even say anything to the Lord King, the Lord King thought you were in Tongcheng with Doctor Lin!”

Bai Jinghong fell into his arms, smiled charmingly, and said in an almost inauspicious voice: "The national doctor died at the hands of Princess Tianci. Before he died, he left me a medicine and asked me to come back to offer it to His Majesty the king, saying that it would relieve the king's troubles throughout his life."

"kindness?"

Chunyu Ao was stunned and didn't react at once, "What medicine?

What's wrong?

What trouble will the Lone King have?”

Bai Jinghong looked up at him, "Is Your Majesty really troubled?"

Jinghong has been with the king for several months, and he knows what His Majesty has troubled.

But if His Majesty has had an adventure in the past few months, he is no longer trapped in that matter, then Benton Jinghong has never come back."

She said that she was about to get up and leave, but Chunyu Ao pulled her back.
Chapter completed!