Emperor Jin

Chapter 57 Assassin
what? !

Baojin's pupils contracted suddenly, and his eyes were filled with brilliance. He stared at the note in his hand carefully, feeling a violent shock in his heart.

Such a royal banquet, living in the Forbidden Garden, with hairpin tassels and crowns, there are people who dare to take the idea of ​​assassination? !
She pondered for a moment, and said resolutely: "There will be a bloody disaster here soon, you should avoid it first, so as not to be involved."

Ji Xin was so shocked that her face turned pale, but she forced herself to ask in a low voice, "What about you, Miss?"

"It's too late for me to avoid it now...Leaving the banquet before the banquet will only raise suspicions. If you think that this matter is related to me, you will jump into the Yellow River and you will not be able to wash it away."

Bao Jin's face was indifferent, and before this critical crisis, he actually showed a sassy smile——

"What kind of assassin, I want to meet for a while!"

"Your Highness..."

Ji Xin accidentally called out that taboo title again, with tears in her eyes, she looked at Bao Jin, as if she wanted to say something, but she hesitated.

"You don't have to worry about me... Although my martial arts are mediocre, I still have more than enough self-protection. Besides, I recently got my sister's secret book of experience, and my practice is improving by leaps and bounds... Isn't there a saying that goes well—three days after farewell, When you look at it with admiration."

Ji Xin was so amused by her witty words that she burst into laughter, and reluctantly turned and left under Bao Jin's urging.

"Miss, you have to be careful..."

***
When Baojin came back to the palace, he saw the pearls shining brightly, and the concubines were all dressed up and dressed according to their grades. They filed down from the top according to their grades, and the seats were clearly and neatly arranged, while the seats of the ministers lived at the bottom of the steps, far away from each other. Yes, I think it is for the relationship of the palace family.

There was only one exception, and that was Prince Jing Yunshi who had a sworn relative today, his seat was below the emperor and next to his sister Concubine Yun Xian, so the arrangement was considered appropriate.

Standing behind the emperor, Bao Jin didn't look sideways, but always felt a scorching and sharp gaze vaguely looking from below.

Her face was hot for a while, and she almost stepped back.

What am I doing? !
She said angrily to herself, turned her heart away, and raised her eyes to look at Yun Shi's seat.

The gazes of the two met in the midst of a feast of singing and dancing.

There was a lightning touch, and immediately, each of them avoided it, never looking at it again.

After the leader of the chief assistant and all the ministers praised the grace of God three times, the feast began.

All kinds of delicacies and delicacies were served like running water, and the clever maids at each table warmed the wine and served dishes for the concubines.

After a call, the musicians in the palace also entered the hall to play.

Amidst the melodious music, there are dancers in neon dresses and feathers who come in from outside the hall. The two are interesting, and the end is connected, like a goddess coming to the world, which makes people want to be drunk.

Among the new ministers, someone whispered excitedly, but the emperor glanced at it briefly, and then sighed disinterestedly: "What's the point of being these beautiful singing and dancing girls all day long?"

Feeling sorry for me...

A subtle and absurd sense of familiarity welled up in Bao Jin's heart - similar words, I didn't know how many times I said them in the palace, but I couldn't deal with the rituals like this, and I didn't deal with them.

She stood intently, remembering the word "assassin" just now, held her breath even more, and waited for the battle.

After the singing and dancing, the emperor clapped his hands and praised him in response to the occasion. The queen looked at his expression and knew that he was not interested. One or two, the following is the sword dance I carefully arranged for you."

Bao Jin heard it clearly, only the word "sword" came across his ears, but there was a thud in his heart——

Could it be that the so-called assassin should be here?
After drinking for three rounds, a group of graceful dancers floated along the Jiuqu corridor with the brisk and joyful music.

The clothes on them are quite strange, although they also have long sleeves, they are all tight black clothes.

After stepping into the arena, the music suddenly turned and the sound was soaring to the sky. All the women danced gracefully with long sleeves, and the silk dresses flew lightly. The black color was deep and wide, and the grandeur was faintly visible in the charm.

The lightness of the water sleeves drove away the slight heat of the drunkenness of the crowd, and the faint fragrance floated in it, as if even the clothes were infected.

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