The concubine beside him chuckled and spoke to the person next to her.
"Indeed, I've long heard that Lord Wen Wei likes to go out shirtless. If I had known that Lord Wen Wei was so well-endowed, I would have gone to see him for myself." Another concubine couldn't help but cover her mouth and say.
The emperor sat at the head of the table, watching with great interest.
After being used to seeing women's graceful performances, it's quite interesting to suddenly see a performance featuring simple porridge and side dishes.
"Sister Lin, are all the performances at the palace banquets this style?"
Li Zhiwei couldn't help but pull Lin Ziyi aside and whispered a question.
"What..." Lin Ziyi, who was still thinking about her husband's infidelity, looked up and saw her husband twisting his hips on top of her!
Good heavens!
Lin Ziyi stared wide-eyed in disbelief!
Can anyone tell her what happened?
Didn't her husband fall in love with someone else?
Why would she be up there, flaunting her charms in front of the Emperor and his concubines?
Although Lin Ziyi didn't want to use flirtatiousness to slander her husband, she really couldn't find a second adjective to describe him at that moment.
"Oh dear, Lady Wei is so lucky to be able to see such performances every day. Unlike us, we can only feast our eyes on them." A young concubine looked at Lin Ziyi with envy.
"Sister Lin, you know, the hobbies of the people in the palace are really strange. The way they twist and turn is also very strange, but they seem to enjoy it quite a bit." Li Zhiwei was really puzzled and whispered in Lin Ziyi's ear.
Li Zhiwei did not know Wei Jing'an, and naturally did not know that the strangely twisting man above was the husband of her sister Lin.
Lin Ziyi's lips twitched; for a moment, she didn't know how to explain it to Li Zhiwei.
What puzzled him even more was that the Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices was also responsible for making the concubines in the palace wiggle their hips.
Wei Jing'an, who was awkwardly twisting his hips, suddenly saw Lin Ziyi looking at him with a strange expression, and suddenly forgot how he was supposed to twist his hips.
He had only one thought in his mind: Oh no, his wife saw him?
"Oh dear, is Lord Wei's performance over? Shouldn't Prince An be next?"
"Is Prince An also performing today?"
Soon, the concubines looked on with anticipation again.
You should know that they had long coveted Prince An's physique.
The thought of witnessing Prince An's charisma soon filled everyone with excitement.
Suddenly, everyone realized that the Emperor was the one who understood them best.
Hearing what everyone was saying, Li Zhiwei, who was standing to the side, looked on in disbelief.
Xu Heming?
Do we have to perform too?
Should I twist my hips like that person just now?
At this moment, Lin Ziyi finally understood why she and Li Zhiwei had come.
The man performing belongs to both of them.
At this moment, several round pieces of wood were placed on the stage.
Li Zhiwei looked at the wood and thought, "Could it be that Xu Heming is going to perform a demonstration of breaking wood with his bare hands?"
But can Xu Heming break these pieces of wood?
Li Zhiwei suddenly became worried again.
Xu Heming was shirtless, standing behind the stage, radiating a cold aura.
My face clearly showed that I was unhappy and upset!
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