C171 (1/2)

Swiftly turn back to the snow light, Yanran sent the dragon surprised, small hands droop behind the willow powerless, slant skirt when the cloud is also born. Yan Er seemed to be unstoppable as her sleeves fluttered as if she had feelings for him.

At this time, they saw Consort Xuan slowly descend and kneel on the jade plate. Her body was curled up like a newborn baby, causing their hearts to tremble.

The empress on her seat simply held her wine cup with both hands, a chill in her eyes. She had no choice but to force a smile in order to maintain her empress demeanor, not to mention a few words of praise.

How could she compare to the young and beautiful Consort Xuan? This was fate for women in the palace, and judging from the Emperor's preferences, the imperial concubine was known for her good character, and the Emperor had a lot of respect for her, but in the end, he still ended up living in a cold palace.

It was a good thing that she had her Ye'er. She had the courage and knowledge of martial arts and was highly trusted and trusted by the emperor. She thought for a moment before looking down at Feng Ye —

However, he discovered that tonight, Ye'er seemed to be in a bit of a daze. Her eyes were misty, and her mind was completely focused on Xuan Fei's dance.

She was stunned. What happened to him? Was there something on his mind? When she thought about how her son, Ye'er, had anxiously chased after the daughter of the Prime Minister, Lian Ruyue, today, she could not help but have some thoughts.

Lianxiang's daughter …

She couldn't help but look at Lian Xiyue — —

On the jade plate, Xuan Fei's dance gradually entered the state of the Gao Dynasty. She stood up, dancing with her sleeves, like an elegant fairy, and then let her body slowly move forward. Everyone was shocked and truly believed that she would return while riding the wind, while Cheng Di even leaned forward, a trace of nervousness on his face.

When no one dared to breathe too loudly, she withdrew her hand with ease. Only then did Emperor Cheng Di heave a sigh of relief.

While everyone was reveling in the graceful and miraculous dance of Xuan Fei, Lian Ruyue was still coldly watching from the start. Only she could clearly see the person on stage, Xuan Fei, with her current gaze —

From beginning to end, the direction of her dance was clearly directed at Feng Qianyue. The person who she was looking at with eyes filled with emotion was also not the lofty Emperor Zhou, Feng Qianyue. Instead, it was the prince of the Yue Clan, Feng Qianyue!

As for Feng Qianyue?

Lian Yue Leng's gaze looked at him leisurely through the burning bonfire. He was holding a wine cup in his hand as he gently drank. Like the others, he seemed to be admiring Xuanfei's extraordinary dance, but she could see that his eyes were clearly … Uncertain.

Heh heh, when she thought of what Feng Qianyue was thinking at this moment, Lian Ru Yue felt as if her heart had turned over and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Feng Qianyue felt a familiar, sharp gaze looking at him. The hand holding the wine cup trembled, and when he raised his head, he saw Lian Yue's meaningful gaze.

This time, Lian Ru Yue didn't immediately shift her gaze away. She stared at him, but her gaze was clearly filled with deep disgust and disgust.

He was shocked and a hint of panic flashed across his eyes. He quickly looked in the direction of Xuan Fei —

Could it be that Lian Lu Yue noticed something? Why? Why did she always seem to know him so well?

Remembering that his recent plans had been thwarted time and time again, Feng Qianyue began to suspect that someone had firmly grasped his plans behind his back, and this person was this Lian Rue who had a strange attitude towards him!

Could it be that she'd seen through the matter regarding Concubine Xuan as well?