Chapter 115 Bitch, you are looking for death
A crisp "pop" sound startled the birds on both sides of the path and made them fly into the sky.
Chu Jin was originally striding forward with his head held high and chest puffed out, but suddenly his whole body froze, his pale face suddenly turned red as if dripping with blood, and he suddenly shouted:
"Bitch, you're looking for death—"
The people walking in front didn't know what was happening behind them, so they stopped and looked back in unison.
It turned out that Manluo was just being impatient and slapped Chu Jin's noble buttocks lightly.
Seeing Chu Jin's bloodshot eyes, he raised his hand viciously, wanting to smack this shameless bitch to death.
Manluo hurriedly raised something high, took a half step back, and smiled brightly:
"Master Imperial Master, there are insects on your clothes!"
Chu Jin's scolding was instantly stuck in his throat.
He stared at the flattened grasshopper in Manluo's hand, with a few strands of sticky liquid still on its wings. Without thinking, he knew what was stuck on the back of his robe. He suppressed the urge to vomit, and his face turned from pale to blue.
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:
"Bitch, are you deliberately making trouble for me?"
As he spoke, the soles of his boots crushed the fallen flowers and he approached Manluo step by step.
But at this moment, Xi Yan hurried over, her white skirt sweeping across the red strewn on the ground, with an apologetic look on her face:
"Master Imperial Master, please calm down. Hongying...she grew up in the countryside and has a bad temper. Furthermore, she meant well. I beg you not to take offense."
Chu Jin's eyes swept across Xi Yan's small face, which was as pure as a lotus in clear water. Her slit pupils were full of charming charm. The anger in his heart unconsciously dissipated a little:
"Never mind! Your Regent Palace is truly filled with talented people. They shouldn't be underestimated..."
He spoke with a double entendre, glared fiercely at the culprit, turned around and rushed towards the clothing room.
Xiyan was not without blame and tugged at Manluo's sleeve:
"You! Go!"
Manluo stuck out her tongue and muttered softly:
"Good intentions don't go unrewarded. Look at how stingy he is. What's wrong with helping him swat a bug?"
Xiyan pinched her wrist hard, signaling her to keep her mouth shut.
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When everyone entered the hall, the banquet was still in full swing.
Xiao Nanyue sat quietly at his seat, half-closed his eyes, and twirled a mutton-fat jade ring between his fingers.
Seeing Xiyan and Helian Feng entering one after another, Helian Feng considerately helped her when they stepped over the threshold.
Xiao Nanyan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the speed of the ring's rotation suddenly increased.
Until Xiyan and Manluo stood back behind him, Xiao Nanyan glanced at Manluo and said nonchalantly:
"After returning home, go to the Discipline Room to receive thirty canes."
Xiyan and Manluo looked at each other and saw a hint of panic in each other's eyes.
It seemed that none of their actions had escaped his notice. No matter how naughty Manluo was, she was as obedient as a cat in front of Xiao Nanyan.
She responded softly, straightened her back, stood properly, and dared not move again.
The sound of stringed instruments in the hall suddenly faded, like ripples stopping upon a rock. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Emperor Helian Cong, holding a golden cup, looking across the table with a smile on his face:
"Today is a family dinner, and it's a rare occasion for the whole family to gather together. I want you all to drink until you're drunk. If you feel tired, you can rest in the Spring Pavilion! Everyone, enjoy this cup!"
Everyone raised their glasses and drank the wine.
At this time, Queen Su Qinyao smiled and waved her hand:
"Come on, sing and dance!"
The musicians sang and beat the rhythm, the palace door burst open, and sixteen beautiful dancers swirled into the palace.
They were dressed in flowing fairy skirts, with golden bells on their waists colliding and making crisp sounds, their long sleeves fluttering like flowing clouds, and their toes lightly tapping like swan feathers skimming the water.
Sixteen beauties, with their skirts swirling like layers of silver waves as the music played, sometimes kneeling on the ground like swaying water plants, sometimes raising their sleeves like a phoenix spreading its wings. The candlelight splashed tiny golden spots on their flowing fairy skirts, as if they were flying through the crowd like dragons holding pearls.
People were eating, drinking and chatting while enjoying the wonderful singing and dancing, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly high.
Xiyan was also attracted by this wonderful dance, but her expression gradually became stiff.
Manluo seemed to have discovered something and suddenly tugged at Xiyan's sleeve:
"Look at the lead dancer...his cuffs are too tight."
Xiyan followed her gaze and saw that the lead dancer's right sleeve was half an inch higher than her left sleeve, revealing a cold silver edge as she danced - that was the reflection of metal.
What was even more bizarre was that, although the steps of all the dancers seemed complicated, in fact, every seven steps, they moved half a foot closer to Xiao Nanyue's seat, forming a siege.
"It's a hidden blade!" Xiyan said in a low voice.
"Their lily hairpins..."
Manluo looked closely and saw that the phoenix hairpins of the dancers were shining green in the candlelight, and she couldn't help but curl her lips slightly.
Her skill in using poisons was no less than Chu Jin's. If Chu Jin dared to call himself the Poison King, she naturally dared to call herself the Poison Queen.
At this moment, when she caught a glimpse of the blue light, she knew that the hairpin was tempered with the heartbreaking red that could kill instantly!
Not only did Xiyan and Manluo's expressions change slightly, but Hanxiao and Mo Ren beside them also slowly reached for the hilts of the swords at their waists.
At this time, Chu Jin also changed his clothes and returned to his seat.
As soon as he sat down, his eyes slid towards the group of dancers, and his pupils suddenly became cold.
He turned his head to look at Crown Prince Helian Feng, and then looked at Xiao Nanyue who was sitting opposite him, but saw that they all looked calm and composed.
At this moment, the music suddenly became louder, and the sixteen dancers suddenly stood up with their sleeves waving, and sixteen silver rays of light burst out from their sleeves!
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