Fu Xueyi couldn't help laughing, and looked at Su Mengdie's standing posture at the moment, then shook her head. He would rather believe that there were ghosts in the world, nor did he believe that Su Mengdie would dance with her waist and hips. He almost felt numb when he thought of this woman dancing.

How ugly that is?

"Empress, no matter what the outcome is, it doesn't matter. At worst, we can find a way to escape. There is no way to go. Anyway, this place is not far from Xialan Kingdom. Wanqi Shenfeng has sent a messenger back to the country. Soon there will be more than 400,000 soldiers on the Beiyao border to pick us up!" Gongyang Yuqing generously hugged Su Mengdie, but Mengli slapped his hand off.

I don’t care. The rules are cumbersome and I hate these red tape the most.

"Men and women will not be kinship!" Ali also shouted.

Gong Yang Yuqing sneered. He had never regarded Su Mengdie as a woman, okay? That was his brother, buddy, and the soldiers who had followed her. Who didn't regard her as a brother of life? He wouldn't have a blasphemy at all. Of course, they didn't mind these things, but their husbands would mind.

"Stop making trouble. Even if someone is outside, it's a 15-day journey apart. Empress, do you really have a chance of winning? If not, why should we put a lot of effort into pleasing an outsider? Now it's time to fight!" Ouyang Zhanyun looked at the woman worriedly.

Su Mengdie shook her head: "To be honest, I'm starting to lose my mind, because Yu Ruolin is too strategic this time, as if everything is in his control. This is not a competition, there are many referees. There is only one Beiyao King. If he likes someone's performance and wants to see it in the future, he will choose whom he will work hard!"

If Yu Ruolin hadn't been so confident, she would have felt that a group of ancient people were easy to deal with. Yu Ruolin was so sure that Lian Qiao would win the favor of King Beiyao? What was his idea?

"Empress, the clothes and accessories you painted have been sent to the Ministry of Works, a total of twenty sets. So do you still need nineteen dancers?" When talking about the serious matter, Meng Li also began to take it seriously.

Su Mengdie nodded: "That's right, you need nineteen people with a figure that is almost the same as mine, and you need a balance!" She would not dance like Lian Qiao, which makes people ignorant. Even if she is deposed, she is the former queen. How can she be lewd? Thousand-handed Guanyin is a dance of the Holy Spirit. She believes that even if she exposes her lower abdomen and arms, she will not lose her etiquette.

When the school held a sorrow meeting in junior high school, it was the dance that was dancing. After rehearsing for a long time, it still made mistakes. The coordination level must be 100%. If a person makes mistakes, the whole plate will lose, and the background music must be just right. The extraordinary and ethereal and unrestrained music needs the best musician to accompany it.

It also needs lights to help, and the lights are easy to handle. The palace musicians in Nanyue are not ordinary people. There are nineteen slender women who are easy to find, and they are only able to cooperate closely. There are still two months left. Not only do they have to dance, but they also have to learn bird training with bird trainers and develop tea ceremony. Suddenly, they feel that the burden on their shoulders is so heavy.

"It's just as tall and as thin as the Empress, right? What's the difficulty!"

"Then Baihua's mother has many beautiful women, just look for her!"

Everyone seemed to see hope, and they wanted to see how Yu Ruolin attacked his heart after he was defeated.

"There is another thing. Tonight, King Beiyao holds a banquet to welcome us and the people in the East Palace. Then the empress will go with us!" Dong Zhen bowed.

Su Mengdie raised her eyebrows, which means she would see Shen Feng? She hadn't seen her for so long, and suddenly she didn't know what to say at that time.
Chapter completed!