Those women in the western regions were born with high noses and deep eyes. They were beautiful and close to demons, especially the dance skirt that couldn't cover too much skin, which completely outlined their beautiful figure. With the waist and legs, they could make people's eyes daze.
Even in modern times, this kind of dance is quite glamorous, not to mention the ancient times with conservative folk customs. Soon, some ministers present couldn't help drinking two more glasses of wine and secretly pinch the palace maid who came to pour the wine from time to time.
He lianmo Xuan had already seen through these things. For him, the palace maid was like an object that could be sent out at any time.
If all the courtiers were as upright as Su Rui and not close to women, they would worry Helian Moxuan.
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Most people stare at the slender and graceful figure of those western dancers, or at the looming faces under the veil of beauty.
After all, although most imperial concubines are also very beautiful, and imperial concubine Su is even more gorgeous, no matter which one of them is the emperor's woman after all. If you look more, it's always easy to lose your head.
These Western dancers are different. As long as the emperor picks them, the rest may be given to the ministers.
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To be fair, these dancers are not very good at dancing. Although the dancer's dancing skills are not very superb, they are really eye-catching by virtue of the exotic faces with bewitching tension and the breathtaking bodies of those women.
Just when the little fox was boring, Su Qinghuan couldn't help looking at Su Rui, but saw that Su Rui was just looking at her with a smile.
Sometimes, because it's too eye-catching to stare at the little fox all the time, the man drinks and pours himself, as if it's not a beautiful and beautiful dance in front of him, but a clean teahouse. All the secular world can't enter the eyes of men.
Su Qinghuan saw that Su Rui was completely unmoved by those western dancers and couldn't help but get a slight hook on his lips.
System 233 couldn't help laughing at her.
"Host, host, do you think the more Su Jinyan behaves for you, the easier it is to be recognized as Liu Xiahui?"
Su Qinghuan nodded, but her heart was still quite dark.
"To be honest, Ben Diji was very pleased to abide by the 'husband's way."
"Bah, bah, bah, you two call someone husband before you get married? Are you ashamed?"
"Tong'er, when did you see that my upper limit of integrity is very high?"
"... host, self blackening may not be a good thing."
Some of the 233 systems are completely destroyed by Su Qinghuan.
But Su Qinghuan was extremely happy.
In fact, it was second to ridicule Su Rui's compliance with "male virtue" with system 233. After all, in her eyes, her sweetheart is the most beautiful one in front of her. She trusts Su Rui and Su Rui also trusts her.
If one day, your lover can capture the soul of others, it shows that this love has lost its specificity and vitality. How can you love each other in the future?
To Su Qinghuan's delight, Su Rui's condition has improved significantly.
In the past, Su Rui's body was as thin and straight as a pine and cypress when standing, and as calm and calm as Huang Zhong Dalu when sitting, but his face could not deceive people.
In the past, Su Rui, even though his face was pure and handsome, his face was morbid pale, which made people look a little frightened.
At the moment, Su Rui, looking at his pale blood face, obviously has a tendency to get better.
"Tong'er, tong'er, it's not in vain that I worked so hard to put so much blood on Jingyan."
After all, this is not a fairy world, and she did not fully ask for pain immunity from system 233.
The real pain she suffers every time is not because Su Qinghuan likes self abuse, but because she sometimes thinks that she is so painful. How did Su Rui, who brought the poison of beauty evil from her mother's womb, grow up so far?
Others only know that there was a handsome young prime minister in Daqing Dynasty who was ill. While sighing, he was only a bystander, and no one could feel the same.
But Su Rui is so young, but he has to be like an 80 year old man. He is a little weak in summer and even feels cold. How on earth does he endure it?
What's more, once it comes to the violent attack of Meisha, there will be a pain similar to that of hundreds of insects scratching their hearts.
This is not a temporary pain, but from small to large, all the time, with his body.
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Su Qinghuan thought of this and thought that Su Rui had only blackened to this extent. It was really too kind in his bones.
If she were strong, she might not do better than Su Rui.
Although she was devastated and heartbroken when she jumped off the killing immortal cliff, she still met system 233. Since her childhood, Su Qinghuan has always been the most favored little princess in Qingqiu.
Everyone else knows that Ji, the 16th emperor of Qingqiu, is extremely beautiful and can be called the first beauty of the eight wastelands and six harmonies, but she is even more stubborn, just like a child's temper.
These are used to by Qingqiu's elders. Both parents, brothers and sisters treat Su Qinghuan as the Pearl of their eyes.
But Su Rui is not.
His own mother died early, and general Su died in his early 40s. In the first half of Su Rui's life, general Su may have loved Su Rui's son, but he was thousands of miles away from the word pet.
After knowing that his son had such a condition, general Su was very nervous and found famous doctors for Su Rui. However, in the process of Su Rui's growth from small to large, general Su still asked him to be very strict with his normal son.
Not only did he not spoil, but he was too harsh.
Compared with the treatment of the former princess in Su's house, Su Qinghuan really wants to cry for Su Rui.
Fortunately, Su Rui can open his mind, otherwise ordinary people can't bear it.
Even after the death of the original owner, he was hanged on the city wall and beheaded in public. It was also su Rui who personally took down the head and body of the original owner and buried her seriously during the war, so that she could be buried in peace.
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While Su Qinghuan was sighing, she suddenly saw a silver cold awn. At first, she thought it was the bell hanging from the waist of the dancer, until a ray of killing intention infected Su Qinghuan's perception.
Su Qinghuan is a person who walks at the junction of life and death all the year round in some aspects of immortality and eschatology. She suddenly looked at Su Rui with a cold look in her eyes and exchanged a look with Su Rui.
Su Rui obviously saw that there was something wrong with the dancers. Only others were still living and dreaming, singing and dancing.
Almost at the same time, a dancer smiled and walked towards the main seat, holding Helian Moxuan who was wanton like a concubine