Foxi looked over and smiled: "That's great."

The maid smiled and rubbed her body, and quickly took the dress and began to sew it.

Another maid stepped forward to help Foxi comb her hair again.

The maid stepped forward, bent over, and said respectfully: "Princess Chen, do you need anything to prepare?"

Foxi thought for a moment, stretched out her hand to signal the maid to come closer, and whispered something in her ear.

The maid's eyes flashed with surprise, then nodded, and immediately retreated to prepare things.

The maid brought the dress to Foxi: "Princess Chen, do you think it's okay?"

Foxi took a look and immediately raised her thumb: "It looks good..."

She looked at the maid: "What's your name?"

The maid said: "Princess Chen, my name is Congxuan."

Foxi nodded and muttered to herself. There was no Congxuan in the plot. She seemed to be a faceless person.

"Come back to the Prince Chen's Mansion with me and be my personal maid."

The maid immediately knelt down and kowtowed, ecstatic, and said excitedly: "Thank you, Princess Chen, thank you, Princess Chen."

Foxi smiled. Why is this girl so excited to go back to the Prince Chen's Mansion with her? Is she in love with Bei Mingchen?

The maid combing Foxi's hair was full of envy. They were sent to the palace for training when they were very young. They could not leave the palace unless they reached a certain age. Very few people left the palace when they reached a certain age, and countless people died in accidents.

After combing her hair, the maid stepped aside and said, "Princess Chen, are you satisfied?"

Foxi nodded, "Okay..."

Two maids helped Foxi get up and change clothes. They were busy arranging them and wrapped the sleeves brought by the maid around her waist.

Foxi turned and looked at the maid, "What's your name?"

The maid knelt down and said, "Princess Chen, my name is Congxin."

Foxi nodded. She was another tool.

"You also come back to the Prince Chen's Mansion with me."

After saying that, she walked out of the dressing room.

Congxin and Congxuan looked at each other, knelt down happily to thank him, and immediately followed Foxi, walking behind him with their heads down.

The people in the hall were talking about this and that in boredom.

The arc of Ning Xianwan's lips was getting bigger and bigger. It seemed that the Taoist nun was scared. Now she was afraid that she might be crying in some corner.

When she was feeling proud, she saw a white figure out of the corner of her eyes, and she looked back in shock.

The girl's skin was whiter than snow, and her face was so beautiful that it was impossible to look at it directly. Her long hair was draped behind her back, gently tied with a ribbon.

The white dress perfectly showed her slender figure. It seemed that there was a mist behind her, shining brightly. She was really not from this world.

"Your Highness."

Foxi walked to the center of the banquet, bowed slightly and greeted the emperor.

Bei Mingchen heard the voice and looked over with a dazed look, but after just one glance, he was stunned.

The girl had a graceful figure, a waist as thin as a silk ribbon, and a pair of slit eyes that seemed to be able to speak. She looked around, cold and noble, as if she was a fairy who was not affected by the worldly affairs.

Foxi was very satisfied with the changes of everyone present, and smiled as beautifully as a flower.

[You bunch of stupid earthlings, all submit to me.]

[Hahaha... cough cough...]

Bei Mingchen heard the inner voice, and the wine got stuck in his throat, and he started coughing violently.

The servant at the side quickly took out a handkerchief and handed it to Bei Mingchen.

Foxi glanced at her, retracted her gaze, pinched the sleeves in her hands, and slowly raised her hands.

[It's time to show your real unique skills. 】

Raised her hand, and threw the sleeves upwards. The light gauze floated up to the sky like the wind. A fragrance instantly spread, and countless petals fell around.

The male guests at the banquet looked at the sleeves one after another, with infatuated expressions in their eyes.

"So beautiful!"

"Really so beautiful!"

"So beautiful!"

Exclamations came from all directions, and Foxi showed a smug smile at the corner of her mouth.

The smile on Ning Xianwan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a powerless paleness. She bit her lips and pinched the handkerchief in her hand fiercely, as if she wanted to tear it to pieces.

Bei Mingchen watched Foxi's dance, with a look of amazement spreading from his eyes. Hearing the exclamations from all sides, he clenched the wine glass in his hand and swept through those people violently.

Seeing this, the people around immediately suppressed their excitement.

Foxi exerted force on her wrists, and her sleeves drew a perfect arc in the air. As her sleeves danced, they fluttered in the wind, making

her look elegant and refined. The sound of the strings became more and more urgent, and her posture became faster and faster. Her eyes were graceful and graceful, and her beautiful eyes were smiling with a faint fragrance, which was indescribably charming and soul-stirring.

Bei Mingchen's eyes were imprinted with that charming figure. Seeing that all the men present were staring at Foxi, his throat rolled, and the wine glass in his hand was crushed to pieces.

Foxi dropped her sleeves, stood on tiptoe, and spun around. Her body was as light as catkins. She waved her sleeves, and her clothes fluttered. Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, like a waterfall, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

Her every frown, smile, gesture, and movement were extremely beautiful.

Foxi stopped spinning, and her sleeves slowly fluttered down. She stood still, and her dress fluttered behind her, floating out of the dust, like a fairy in a painting.

Bei Mingchen looked at her with surprise in his eyes, and a strong possessive desire surged in his heart.

This woman is too charming and too seductive.

There was applause at the banquet.

When Foxi heard the applause, the smile on her lips widened, and her eyes flashed with excitement.

"So beautiful!"

The men at the banquet couldn't help but cheer, forgetting Bei Mingchen's warning. It was

the first time they saw such a dance, it was full of novelty and charm.

Bei Mingchen looked at the woman, his eyes were glued to her, he couldn't take his eyes off her, couldn't take his mind off her.

Fu Xi brushed his body slightly and stepped back.

Ning Xianwan saw this scene, her eyes burst into anger, her eyes were red, and resentment and jealousy flashed in her eyes.

Bei Mingchen saw that the men were staring at Foxi, and then looked at Foxi, whose slender arms were exposed, and his eyes darkened.

With a "bang", the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

The people at the banquet heard the sound and looked over. Seeing Bei Mingchen's vicious eyes, they were all frightened and dared not speak for a while.

Bei Mingchen looked around warningly, his eyes were like torches, cold and piercing.

A timid man saw Bei Mingchen's eyes, his whole body trembled, his legs trembled, and he knelt on the ground in fear.

"Prince." Foxi sat down after changing her clothes, and saw Bei Mingchen's unfriendly eyes, and said softly.

[What's wrong with this? ]

[Why are you so angry? 】

Upon hearing this, Bei Mingchen suddenly came back to his senses, regained his clarity, and reached out to hold Foxi's hand.

Seeing this, Foxi smiled like a flower.

【Damn it, you dared to take advantage of me. 】

【Don't be angry, don't be angry. 】

【The secret to longevity is to keep breathing and not to die. 】

Bei Mingchen increased the strength in his hand.

Foxi's face was filled with shyness, and she said coquettishly: "My Lord, you hurt me."

Bei Mingchen shuddered, his body was filled with blood, and he quickly let go of his hand.

Foxi: "..."