Chapter 32

Han xuyao stood at the door, his eyes always on Yan Luoli.

Hard practice, continuous running in, mouth slightly raised smile is so beautiful.

As a result, Han xuyao lost his mind for a moment.

Yan Luoli looked back, just saw him standing there, is so tall and straight, dignified.

As soon as she saw him, she felt at ease.

His eyes on her eyes, heart slightly a Zheng, expressionless face, deep eyes across a trace of confusion, immediately turned away.

"Lord, you don't want the princess?"

LAN Er Na stuffy, she just saw him in a hurry, how to see for a while left.

Xiaoman holds Lan'er and shakes her head.

Yan Luoli frowned slightly. She said that she wanted him to see the effect of their rehearsal. He said that she would go away, and a faint loss rose at the bottom of her heart.

Soon in the evening, in the Tongque building, the civil and military officials and the imperial relatives were seated separately.

The wine is mixed and the dance is even.

Between the laughter, no one seems to notice that there is no princess beside Han xuyao, while there is no maidservant behind Xiao Yan.

After three rounds of wine, Xiao Wanru was drunk. She took her glass to Han Xuyuan and sat down.

Her future husband is so gentle, sitting there, carved jade.

But such a person, she saw, but felt remote and dangerous.

Eyes through the Han Xuyuan, set in the Han xuyao, she paid so much affection, but the ice has never melted for her.

So what does she pay for?

"Brother xuyao, why didn't Princess Jing come with you?"

Xiao Wanru is drunk and close to the prince, smiling brightly and moving, but the words coming out of her mouth are full of satire, and her blurred eyes are full of sour.

Han xuyao took a light look at Xiao Wanru, took the wine in front of him and drank it.

Iceberg like face, it seems never smile, until his eyes fixed on the white figure from the horizon.

Xiao Wanru had never seen him before. His eyes could be so gentle.

I didn't know why. I followed her eyes and looked at the deep night sky.

Pink cherry petals fall with the wind, emitting a faint fragrance, everyone's eyes are looking at the sky.

Two women in ink and wash clothes come from the sky with snow-white yanluoli in their arms. Yanluoli holds a delicate flower basket full of cherry blossoms in her hand.

Plain hand flowers, sprinkle to the sky, petals fly with the wind, like a pink butterfly, dancing.

With her clothes floating, she is like the flower god who comes to the world in this spring.

Following her figure, six Miaoman women in ink and wash clothes appeared on the stage. With the trickle of music, their clothes and skirts were flying.

On that dress, the Wanli mountains of the Northern Qi Dynasty and the southern Chu Dynasty loomed.

Suddenly, the three of them fall into the middle of the stage. The two women beside Yan Luoli and the other six melt together.

Everyone's eyes are focused on the stage, forgetting the wine glass in their hands, pausing on the topic they are talking about, only intoxicated by the wonderful dancing posture in front of them.

Xiao Wanru stares at Yan Luoli on the stage, and the flame of jealousy burns in her eyes.

Hehe, hehe

His eyes fell on the faces of Han Xuyuan and Han xuyao. Their eyes were only the flying figure of Yan Luoli, looming between the clouds.

No one cares about her pain, no one cares about her happiness, their eyes, never their own position.

All the elegant demeanor was taken away by yanluoli.

Between the wandering eyes, Xiao Yan on the opposite side was smiling with a smile. He had never seen such a beautiful woman. She was so far away, just like a banished immortal.

Xiao Wanru drank all the wine in her hand, and passed through the cruel and spicy without any trace.

What I can't get, you can't get it!

In this life, her Xiao Wanru's pain is given by her yanluoli, and her happiness is taken away by her yanluoli. I, Xiao Wanru, want you yanluoli to be doomed!

At the end of the song, the whole Tongque building is very quiet, and everyone is still in their moving dance.

Yan Luoli takes Xiao Yan's eight maidservants down the stage and follows the red carpet to Yujia.

"May our southern Chu and Northern Qi form an alliance forever, no more wars, and the people live and work in peace and contentment!"

Cold voice, shaking everyone's heart, years of war, labor and money, this is the direction of the people, people moved.

"Good, good!"

The emperor raised his hands, clapped gently, and then all the people in the room held out their hands.

"If you dance well, you can enjoy 100 taels of gold and 10 batches of silk!"The emperor's eyes flashed. He never thought that Yan Luoli could take Xiao Yan's eight maidservants to the stage. This dance is not only a program, but also a symbol of friendship between the two countries.

This glass girl is really deep in my heart.

"Thank you for your reward!"

Several people with one voice, along with the side of the father-in-law down to enjoy.

Yan Luoli also turned around, but was stopped by the emperor.

"Girl Li, you haven't asked for a reward yet."

Yan Luoli turned around and looked at the emperor sitting high.

The way he looked at himself was always so amiable.

The emperor waved, and father-in-law Gao opened the gift box which had been prepared long ago. There was a bright pearl in it, which was shining like the sea.

"You have contributed a lot to the peace between the Northern Qi and the southern Chu. This night pearl is yours!"

In everyone's envious eyes, Mr. Gao slowly came to Yan Luoli with the night pearl in his hand.

There was a little surprise on Yan Luoli's calm face. His majesty had only one deep-sea night pearl. He cherished it very much. How could he give it to her.

All eyes swept the audience, and the ladies in the palaces were either envious, shocked or envious

Many empresses asked the emperor for the night pearl, which he was reluctant to give. But for Yan Luoli, the night Pearl was a hot potato at the moment.

"Father and emperor, this gift is too valuable. My daughter-in-law really deserves it."

"I say you've got it. You deserve it!"

The emperor's voice rose a few minutes, and his fierce eyes swept the audience, and the rustling stopped immediately.

"My daughter-in-law thanks my father for his kindness."

Yan Luoli carefully takes the overnight pearl from Gao Gonggong, and then looks at Han xuyao not far away. His eyes are also on her.

The eyes touch each other, just like being hit by lightning, the heart trembles and moves away immediately.

She took the night pearl and walked towards Han xuyao. She had a little joy in her heart and wanted to share it with him.

Just came to his table, the skirt was Xiao Wanru foot to step on.

Yan Luoli didn't respond. She rushed to Han xuyao with the night pearl in her arms.

Han xuyao changed his hand and took both the man and the bead into his arms.

In full view of the public, Yan Luoli blushed, put the box into his arms and left a sentence in a low voice.

"Hold it for me. It's too long. I'll change it."

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