Since we were going to hold a celebration banquet, all civil and military officials will naturally attend, including female relatives in the homes of officials with imperial edicts and above. Emperor Jingheng did not establish a queen, and now the biggest person in the harem is Qinghuan, so she let her sit beside him with the rituals of the queen.

Concubine Ke Shu was staring at her eyes. She really didn't understand where His Majesty looked at Qinghuan! She had outstanding talents, why did His Majesty see her goodness? Could it be that... His Majesty doesn't like poetry, so she had to find another way and find a way from other things? Today's celebration banquet, she must not be at a disadvantage, otherwise people in the harem would only envy the imperial concubine for being deeply favored by the emperor, and then step on her Concubine Ke Shu under her feet!

You can't lose, you must never lose! She has never lost since she was a child, and of course she won't lose this time either!

The rings were ding dong, the singing was lingering, and the dancers with charming and soft figures jumped into the venue. The music of silk and bamboo sounded in the hall. All the ministers looked at the dance. Hearing that this dance was created by Concubine Ke Shu and the hairpin, there was also an excellent name called "Nichang Feathered Clothes". Whether it was a song or a wonderful dance, it was a pity that I couldn't see the beauty's style. It was really regrettable.

However, the Imperial Concubine is not inferior to the Imperial Concubine Shu. If you can’t see the Imperial Concubine Shu’s dance, you can look at the Imperial Concubine’s face!

This is what everyone thought, but no one dared to bet on Qinghuan's face. After all, His Majesty's eyes covered with thin shadows are full of strange and gloomy. Whoever dares to look at them will definitely dig out their tricks! Although the beauty is beautiful, her life is more important.

However, at this moment, the music suddenly turned into joy and brisk. The dancers in pink dance clothes dispersed from both sides. In the middle, a woman with a bright red tassel dance clothes and a veil masked rose up and stood in the center. Her temperament was more charming than the dancers, and her figure was more flexible than the dancers. Even the slender hands wearing dingdongdong bracelets were thinner and more beautiful. The eyes exposed outside the veil were transformed by some rouge, and the corners of the eyes were raised, showing a charming and heroic color. The eyebrows were also very beautiful, and the beautiful eyes were flowing, and they were intoxicating.

At least many ministers present with a little less determined were stunned. Some people opened their mouths unconsciously, some people smashed their glasses on their feet, and they didn't know whether the wine lost their court uniforms.

The music became more and more eager and lively. The red-clothed Wu Ling danced barefoot on the ground. Gradually, a high staircase rose in the center, and she stood on it, with her black hair and snow-white skin. Other beautiful and charming Wu Ling completely became her foil.

Immediately afterwards, something even more magical happened! Butterflies flew from somewhere, surrounding the Red Dancedian, flying up and down with her dancing posture, with shadows. This dance is only available in the sky, but how many times can you hear it in the world! Every move and every look of the Red Dancedian was full of temptation, which made people obsessed.

Emperor Jing Heng, who was in power, didn't pay attention at all. He focused on Qinghuan, always caring about whether she had a stomach uncomfortable, whether she had not eaten well, whether she wanted to eat this or that, or whether she wanted to drink water... He was also worried. Emperor Jing Heng hated the most about singing and dancing, because his biological mother, the mother who transformed from a crown princess to a queen, turned from a queen to a princess, was so sad that his father was attracted to him by his graceful dance skills when he was young.

He hates dancing women the most.

...To be precise, he hates any woman in this world except Qinghuan. But if Qinghuan gave birth to a cute little girl with Yuxue... Emperor Jing Heng thought, maybe one of the list he didn't hate could add another one.

While dancing, Concubine Ke Shu secretly paid attention to Emperor Jing Heng. Seeing that he did not turn his eyes to him, he threw himself on Qinghuan wholeheartedly, and felt extremely resentful. Only the obsession and shock of others made her feel a little better.

After a while, she slightly opened her red lips and began to sing: "The wind blows and the clouds fly, and the power is spreading in the country and returning to her hometown... How can she get a strong man to guard all directions!"

Dance is the softest, but the strongest song is the strongest, combining yin and yang, and combining hardness and softness is really a masterpiece passed down from generation to generation. Whether it is dance or song, especially lyrics, many generals present were excited! Isn’t the land of the Great Wei Dynasty protected by these warriors? This woman has great skills and can sing out the thoughts in their hearts!

Even Qinghuan was attracted by this word. She pushed away the hand that Emperor Jing Heng had repeatedly reached in front of her to feed, frowned and said, "Can't you watch the singing and dancing well?"

Emperor Jing Heng replied a little aggrievedly: "I have no interest in this at all."

So he didn't listen to the words at all. He didn't even want to see them even if he died in front of him. "Qinghuan, do you want to lie down for a while? I've been sitting for a long time, and the imperial physicians said, "Please rest more..."

Qinghuan shook his head and sighed: "Concubine Ke Shu is really talented, but it's a pity..." He was from the Duke of Dingguo's Mansion.

Emperor Jing Heng didn't care whether Concubine Ke Shu was talented or not. Seeing that Qinghuan ignored him, he reached out and quietly hooked her waist, which began to appear plump. Qinghuan has been pregnant for several months now, and her belly became as big as blowing air. Compared with Concubine Ke Shu, who was twisting the waist of a water snake in the middle of the hall, it was really in the sky and the ground... The more agile Concubine Ke Shu was, the more bulky her body was.

When she was alive, Qinghuan had never learned singing and dancing. The high-ranking families believed that singing and dancing were learned by the lower classes, and most of them were disdainful to learn it. Qinghuan herself had no interest in this, so she had never been involved. This does not mean that she did not know how to appreciate it. Therefore, Qinghuan could see at a glance that Concubine Ke Shu had an extremely sophisticated dance foundation. What was most amazing was that Concubine Ke Shu's dance was not limited to the softness of the women of the Great Wei Dynasty, but took its essence and added innovation to form a new and more moving dance. It can be imagined that this dance would soon become popular in the capital and even the world.

Such a woman is really something that Qinghuan has never heard of and seen. She is almost omnipotent and knows everything. Even her benefactor with talent in the world is only proficient in musical chess. After living for so many years and experiencing two worlds, she still cannot write the poems written by Concubine Ke Shu. Is the gap between people all born?

If Concubine Ke Shu was a little bit more kind, even if it was just a little bit, Qinghuan would be willing to make friends with her. Unfortunately, the only disadvantage of this woman is that she is too small and narrow-minded. How can she deserve her talent?

Seeing that Emperor Jing Heng didn't look at him from beginning to end, Concubine Ke Shu was so annoyed that she almost broke the red silk in her hand! She was so outstanding, so beautiful, so unique that Qinghuan had anything to support besides her appearance? She was just a wooden beauty! What did Your Majesty like about her?!

Sizhu stopped, Concubine Ke Shu suppressed her anger, stepped forward gracefully, bowed slightly and said, "I am extremely excited to hear that the frontier war has won, I will give you a song, and I would like to forgive you."

With his eyebrows lowered and his beautiful face after the veil fell to the ground, many people present couldn't help but sigh: What a peerless beauty! Which man in the world can not be moved!

But Emperor Jing Heng could. He focused on peeling the grapes for Qinghuan - he really served her home. After peeling the skin, she didn't count on her mouth. She even stretched out her hand and asked her to spit the seeds into her palms. Because her belly was too big, it was inconvenient to lower her head and spit it into the plate.

So Emperor Jing Heng didn't notice that the singing and dancing had stopped. When he realized that Concubine Ke Shu's graceful movements were shaking. Emperor Jing Heng waved his hand casually: "Okay, go back."

Concubine Ke Shu was angry in her heart. Seeing Qinghuan being spoiled by Emperor Jing Heng, she wanted to pounce on her and grab her face and replace her with her! But in public, she still had to maintain her image. So she said softly: "Yes, I will leave."

Whether it is courtesy or facial expression, they are impeccable. However, those eyes were too harsh and full of **, and they could be seen at a glance. Qinghuan thought, sighed, and pushed away the lychees that Emperor Jing Heng sent to his mouth. She really couldn't eat them anymore... While the civil and military officials were enjoying the singing and dancing, Emperor Jing Heng kept feeding her. If she gained weight like this, she felt that she was about to explode.

Emperor Jing Heng didn't think that he thought Qinghuan had less food! It was different from when he was in the cave. He wanted her to taste so many delicious foods. If she liked them, he would not eat them at all and give them to her.

After Concubine Ke Shu stepped down, the corners of her eyes were slightly red and tears passed through her face sadly. Seeing this, He Conghu, who was sitting not far away, couldn't help but move his throat, unable to tell what it felt in his heart.

Since Concubine Ke Shu terminated her engagement with him, it has been a long time since he saw her. Now when he sees him again, he realizes that the throbbing in his heart still exists. She is even more beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people feel heart-warming, and at the same time, it makes people jealous of His Majesty. He has such a beautiful Mo Lan but does not cherish it. But as a minister, how could he decide who His Majesty like? Looking at Mo Lan's appearance, it seems that she is not doing well in the palace. Also, she is stubborn and strong-willed, and she will definitely not allow anyone to climb onto her head. As far as the current situation is concerned, the imperial concubine who is most favored by His Majesty is the most distinctive imperial concubine.

Originally, He Conghu didn't want to get up, but when he saw Concubine Ke Shu's tears, his heart ached. He quietly stood up and left while everyone was not paying attention. Seeing this, Jian Xiu, who also stood up and followed him.

Qinghuan and Emperor Jing Heng saw this scene clearly. But they didn't say anything. Emperor Jing Heng even joked: "You think, which of these two concubines would he like?"
Chapter completed!