Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 192
The moment she turned around, the strings of piano sounds sounded from nowhere, and faintly spread into everyone's eardrums.

The sound of the piano is melodious and beautiful, just like the sounds of nature.

Everyone at the table was startled when they heard it, and then gradually showed intoxicated expressions.

Their eyes were locked on the enchanting dancing posture of the woman in red in front of them, and the surprise in everyone's eyes was undisguised. Although they didn't like this person, it was undeniable that this woman's dancing posture was indeed rare in the world.

The body is as light as a swallow, the dancing steps are light and agile, the body is as soft as cotton wool, and the arms are weak and boneless.

The pair of watery eyes exposed outside the veil are shy and eager to speak, and the streamer is dancing. Every time you raise your hand, every time you turn around, it is full of enchantment and grace. The jade-like hands linger tactfully. Between them, it seems that lotuses are growing every step of the way, and the veil on the face just rightly shows a kind of hazy and mysterious beauty.

The sound of the zither became more and more intense, and the dance steps also accelerated. The red satin and skirts were flying all over the sky, dazzling red, as if the sky was full of red light, and the extremely beautiful color almost dazzled everyone's eyes.

The peerless sound of the piano, the peerless dancing posture, everyone was so mesmerized that they almost lost their minds when they heard it and stared blankly.

Linyue's eyes were slightly focused, and her eyes swept across the audience. The men and women at the banquet all showed obsessive expressions, and their eyes were fixed on the red-clothed woman flying like a fairy on the red carpet, without moving for a moment.

Even Nanqin Princess Chen and Empress Qinglan Jimo Tsingyi were equally intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

She turned her head casually, and met Shang Fengqi's deep eyes, and the corner of her mouth slowly evoked a smile that captivated all living beings.

Cold, mocking, ruthless.

He dared to show off his skills in front of them, but he really didn't know how to write dead words.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then looked away as if nothing had happened, leaned on their chairs, and quietly enjoyed the wonderful show directed and performed by Jimo Wuyi.

If they expected it right, the person who secretly played for Jimo Wuyi was obviously the mysterious person who played the piano that they had no chance to meet when they were in Qinglan Palace last time.

Although I don't know if it's a man or a woman, but this group of tricks are exactly the same as Jimo Wuyi.

The sound of the zither gradually softened from eagerness, and the dancing posture of the woman in red also gradually showed an extremely slow but tender state. Every movement seemed to show the charm from the bottom of her heart to the fullest.

The movement of the red satin dancing also became slower, the lotus steps under the feet moved lightly, and those bare feet as white as jade gradually approached the direction of the main seat...

Lin Yue's eyes are subtle.

Jimo Wuyi danced with concentration, her shy and timid water eyes looked at Feng Qi on the main seat with a peaceful expression, and the heart of her eyes revealed a fiery light. If there is still someone who can clearly see her expression at this time, Then you must not miss the eerie red light that looms in her eyes.

Maybe it was because she was too confident, or maybe she was intoxicated by her own dance, so Jimo Tsing Yi never expected that at this moment, there were still people who would not be affected by her ecstasy of soul-hunting , while maintaining absolute sobriety.

Therefore, when the dance music gradually reached its climax, when she flew towards the unparalleled young emperor on the main seat in the most seductive and natural way, the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised a smug arc.However, this arc has not yet fully bloomed, but it froze at the corner of the mouth——

boom.

"Ah!" There was a sudden scream, which suddenly woke up the person who seemed to be in sleep.

Everyone woke up like a dream, unable to think about what happened just now, Qi Qi looked in the direction of the screams in shock, only to see that the emperor and empress who had been sitting on the dragon chair and phoenix seat had left at some point However, the woman in red, who was supposed to be dancing on the carpet, was lying on the shattered low table in a state of embarrassment. Melons, fruits, pastries, fine wine and delicacies were spilled all over the floor, and her clothes and hair were in a mess.

The woman's veil had come off, and the bright palace lanterns clearly illuminated her pale and blood-stained face, which was beyond description.

What is even more astonishing is that this woman who raises her hand and frowns her brows is full of charms. On her flawless face, a two-inch long scar is reflected in everyone's eyes without any concealment, but it just ruthlessly destroys everything. With this amazing beauty.

This unexpected scene made everyone stunned for a while.

"It turned out to be a disfigured princess, no wonder she's going to be wearing a veil tonight..." Someone at the banquet murmured such a sentence, the voice implied a little pity and regret, and a little Unobservable mercy.

Jimo Wuyi seemed to be awakened suddenly by this voice, and suddenly came back to his senses under a shock, his face became stiff and gray in an instant, and he almost wished to die immediately.

"Dance clothes!"

Jimo Tsing Yi's face was pale and pale, he got up in panic, trotted over, and helped Jimo Wu Yi up from the mess, "Wu Yi, how are you?"

"Your Highness the Princess." With both hands firmly supporting Jimo Wuyi's shoulders, a look of worry appeared on his face, "Your Highness, are you alright?"

all right?
How could it be all right?
Once all her face is lost, what capital will she have in the future to stand proudly in the land of Kyushu as a beauty?
Jimo Wuyi barely stood up straight, lowered his head with a bloodless face, and said nothing, but his sharp nails pinched his palm.

The sharp stinging pain from the palm of his hand couldn't match the intense humiliation and unbearableness in his heart, and couldn't match the surging hatred.

Those mocking gazes, Feng Xi's avoiding attitude, and the scars on her face were telling Jimo Wuyi that she has always been proud of her beauty, her aloof pride, and her elegance as a princess of the royal family. Nobility, in today's world, has been completely destroyed, and his self-esteem has been shattered to the ground, and he can never get it back.

Jimo Tsing Yi turned his head and looked at Feng Qi and Lin Yue who were standing far away, a haze flashed in his eyes, he knew that Jimo Wu Yi had been wronged, but at this time, if he asked the teacher to blame him, he would undoubtedly bring shame on himself.

Looking away bitterly, she looked at Jimo Wuyi silently, and said lightly: "Wuyi, it's okay, let's go back to the table first—"

"Sister, let's go back." Jimo Wuyi's voice was pale and hollow, without any emotion, "I want to go back to Qinglan, I don't want to stay here anymore, it's too embarrassing... I don't want to see those strange eyes again , I don't want to hear any more mocking words..."

The woman supporting Jimo Tsing Yi heard the words and looked at Jimo Tsing Yi respectfully, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Princess has been provoked, please make a decision early."

Jimo Tsing Yi was silent, with a somewhat gloomy expression, the purpose of coming to Feng Cang this time, at this moment, was finally considered to be a failure.

(End of this chapter)