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Chapter 1687

1363. One Wu Qingjun

She smiled sweetly, "Well, Ashima dances for the Emperor of Heaven?"

Zhao Dongting was a little stuttering, "No, there's no need..."

Ashima had already swung a circle in place, and her dress was floating like a butterfly.

There is a beautiful woman in the south, dancing with light green waists. The banquet is in the evening of autumn, and the flying sleeves blow on the clouds and rain. It is as graceful as orchids and green as a dragon holding a robe...

Zhao Dongting stared at Ashima who was dancing gracefully, looking at her long sleeves that looked like clouds and mist, as if she had returned to the past, and Wu Amiao traveled west to Sichuan. On the night of the lantern, the woman in the green skirt looked back with a smile, and her head turned white all night after the broken mountain finger.

Such a dance move is so beautiful that the whole country is so beautiful that the smile is so beautiful.

Zhao Dongting finally realized what it means to "A song of Houting teaches dance, and the dance breaks the kingdom and the king is unknown."

Among the concubines in his harem, Zhang Ru Wushuang should be regarded as the concubine in terms of appearance.

In terms of temperament, Lechan should be the best.

In terms of figure, Yue Yue is the most attractive.

Music and dance lively and smartly, and Tolando is straightforward and straightforward.

Ying Er is gentle and graceful.

The rhyme and music are moving, and the long sleeves are good at dancing.

But even the dance of Yunjing is not as good as Ashima's dance. Perhaps only when she dances with her red skirt and sword can she be equal to Ashima at this time.

Yunjing's sword dance is soft and hard, and hard and soft. And Ashima's dance is lingering and soft to the extreme.

Every move of her was filled with endless temptation.

The shy, timid, but eagerly looking forward to Zhao Dongting made him feel primitive impulse and couldn't help but walk slowly towards Ashima.

The beauty is getting closer.

The dance gradually stopped.

Zhao Dongting's face was close to his beautiful red lips.

"emperor!"

Only at this moment, outside the Imperial Study Room suddenly heard a shout, "Eunuch Yi asked for a meeting, and there was an urgent report from the military."

Zhao Dongting came back to his senses, hurriedly took two steps back, his face a little embarrassed, and turned to the outsider and said, "Enter!"

Ashima's face was as red as a smoky cloud, she stomped her feet gently, and walked to the bookcase again.

Yi Shiyu walked into the house.

I saluted Zhao Dongting. As soon as I looked up, I saw Ashima who didn't dare to turn her head and looked here, only with a side face. An extremely shocked look appeared in her eyes.

Then, he hurriedly lowered his head again.

He raised the letter in his hand, "Emperor, the imperial guards in Shu are urgently reported."

Zhao Dongting took the letter.

The emperor and others led the army to the north of Weizhou City, and the Yuan army occupied Weizhou and surrounding Jiuzhai. This trip was rushing to help Zhongxing Prefecture, which was probably prolonged, so they asked the emperor to prepare for logistical support for the army.

The minister Zhang Guangbao is in the distance.

Because it was Fei Ge who sent a message, there was not much content on the message. But this made Zhao Dongting slightly discolored.

It was only then that he realized that the Yuan army had already seized Weizhou City and the surrounding Jiuzhai.

This is really not good news.

After pondering for a while, Zhao Dongting said to Yi Shiyu: "I will send a message to the imperial guards in Shu and let them fight with all their might. Logistics will be arranged."

"yes……"

Yi Shiyu looked at Ashima without any trace and retreated outside the imperial study room.

Zhao Dongting said to the outsider of the Imperial Study Room: "Goudan, Zhu Shangshu of the Ministry of Publicity, Li Shangshu of the Military Industry, and Zhong Shangshu of the Ministry of War."

"yes."

Li Goudan's answer sounded outside the door.

Ashima's pretty face was still blushing, and she never dared to look at Zhao Dongting again. There was also a lot of shame and annoyance in her eyes.

About two quarters of an hour passed, Zhu Hecong, Li Qingyun and Zhong Jian walked into the imperial study room together.
Chapter completed!
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