There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 180: Entrusted to be the Nobleman Chu Ruo's Sleeper (6)
It's him...Ye Hong...

Why did he come to the palace?What does he want to do?Want to abduct chess?

Qiao Shangshu couldn't help looking at his daughter worriedly. Under the moonlight, she was so beautiful as a dream, she just sat there quietly with a calm face.

But he could tell that under the calm appearance of his daughter, there might be rough waves.

Taking another peek at the high-ranking emperor, he was slightly relieved to see that the emperor was just lazily looking at the dancers who were about to dance on the high platform.

It's good that the emperor didn't find out.

If the emperor finds out that Qi'er and Ye Hong had such an intimate relationship before, I don't know how he will treat Qi'er...

What exactly does Ye Hong want to do?Doesn't he dislike glory, wealth, fame and fortune, and even more dislike making friends with powerful people?How did you get into the palace?

Qiao Shangshu felt uneasy.

In good conscience, he still has a good impression of him, and he is full of talent, literary talent, and martial arts are superb. The only thing he lacks is an identity, an identity without power and power.

He is Shangshu, and his daughter is the daughter of Shangshu, with a noble status, how can he marry a prodigal son?
He originally wanted to cultivate Qier, send it to the harem, and ascend to the imperial concubine, so that the glory of the Shangshu Mansion will be passed on forever.

But...he only had such a daughter, and he couldn't bear her pleading.I thought, with his talent, as long as he thinks, even if he has nothing now, he can quickly create a world in the court, but who knows that he didn't even think about it, just refused, and decided to go.

Such a person who doesn't know good and evil, how can he marry his daughter to him? After marrying him, does he have to work hard for food and clothing?His daughter should be someone who enjoys glory and wealth, just like now...the emperor dotes on her and becomes the concubine envied by women all over the world.

The sound of the zither fluttered and spread throughout the imperial garden of Nuo Da. On the high platform, suddenly there appeared eight stunning dancers with long sleeves dancing. From the beginning, the refreshing floral fragrance is intoxicating.The eight long-sleeved dancing girls spread out like blooming flower buds. In the rain of flowers all over the sky, a beautiful girl in white clothes appeared like an orchid in an empty valley. Her wide sleeves were opened and closed to cover her face, which set off her beautiful appearance with countless demeanors, and a group of blooming flames was drawn between her eyebrows, which was seductive and seductive in the dust.

hiss...

Everyone's eyes suddenly straightened, and all their hearts and souls were seduced away by the beautiful girl in white. They were so shocked that they even stopped breathing, flowing with the dancing of the girl in white.

Ye Xiangyi's heart trembled... as if he saw the gentle and quiet Fifth Young Lady dancing in the back garden in his memory with a smile on his face.

Xuanyuan Jinhong's eyes widened, he was dazzled by the sight, and murmured, "Wow, sister fairy is so beautiful, she is really a fairy, a fairy under the moon..." On the dragon throne on the high platform, Chu in a bright yellow dragon robe Yuchen was also attracted.A pair of silver eyes are like the sparkling water of a river under the moonlight, clear and deep, making the whole face show a bit of arrogance and arrogance.There was no trace of fluctuation in the quiet and deep eyes, like two frozen lakes that would not melt for thousands of years, but the slightly raised corners of the mouth outlined a trace of a smile.

The woman seems to have stepped out of a dream, sometimes raising her wrists and lowering her eyebrows, sometimes lightly stretching her hands, holding a fan in her hands, like a brush walking in a dragon painting a picture, her jade sleeves are elegant and vigorous.The sound of music is clear to the ears, and the folding fan in the hand is like a wonderful brush like a silk string, turning, swinging, opening, closing, twisting, rounding, and bending, flowing water and clouds like dragons and phoenixes, beautiful and magnificent.

(End of this chapter)