A bright moon in the sky is like a mirror of the opening palace. The woman under the moon sometimes raises her wrist and lowers her eyebrows, and sometimes relaxes her hands. The fan in her hand is closed and held up, like a pen walking, dragon painting, and the jade sleeves are full of wind, elegant and agile. The music sounds are clear and cool in her ears, and the folding fan in her hand is like a wonderful pen like a silk hymn, turning, swing, opening, closing, twisting, round, curved, and flowing water flows like a dragon flying like a phoenix dancing.

Yi's pupils suddenly dilated when she looked back. Isn't the dancer on the stage the devil? Xiao Meng and Que Yiyue were circling around her happily. Yi's heart suddenly felt anger. Zhou Qingquan was really a bastard. Even though he knew that the devil was a bad person, he asked her to enter the palace to dance. What she couldn't accept was that those who indulged Xiao Meng and Que Yiyue were simply foolish, and they didn't know the danger at all, so they let the tiger go back to the mountain.

Yi looked back and was anxious and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. She took a deep breath so that she would not be so angry and walked over quickly.

"Okay, okay, okay..." Zhou Qingquan and his ministers applauded and drank a lot of wine.

"Empress Yan Concubine." The servant beside him looked back and gave her luggage.

Zhou Qingquan then reflected, turned his head and looked at Yi and looked back: "My beloved concubine is here, hurry up, have a few drinks with me." He pulled Yi's arms enthusiastically, and Yi looked back and glared at him fiercely, and shook Zhou Qingquan's hand away.

"My beloved concubine, what's wrong?" Zhou Qingquan asked in confusion. Why did he suddenly get so angry? Yi looked back and turned his head away and refused to look at this foolish monarch.

"...My dear, look, Xiao Meng is so happy. In the stands, Xin dances so well. The dance posture is simply beautiful!" Zhou Qingquan said without fear of death. Yi looked back and stared at Zhou Qingquan, trembling slightly: "What did you say just now? The woman on the stage called Kexin?"

"My beloved concubine, your eyes?" Zhou Qingquan's eyes were filled with panic, and Yi's eyes looked back were actually a faint green light.

Yi looked back and blinked quickly. It was probably the charming technique: "Distinguish right and wrong." Her charm technique was really used randomly. She quickly recited the spell silently, breathed a sigh of relief, and took back her green eyes.

"My beloved concubine, you~~!" Zhou Qingquan pointed at her in a daze. It was obviously green, but why did it return to normal in a flash?

Yi looked back and felt guilty, and quickly stopped evading: "You are dazzled, tell me, how did that dancer come in?"

"The dancer is called Kexin. It was recommended by Yan Rui, the senior doctor. It turns out that he danced really well. It is only available in heaven. It is rare to find him in the world. The Lone King must reward Yan!" Zhou Qingquan said one by one, and stared at the stage without blinking his eyes.

Yi looked back and was shocked, his eyes flashed. The way he distinguished right and wrong in the charming technique, as long as he played it out, he could see his true identity. It was rare that the king and the ministers were deceived. The woman on the stage was obviously a demon, and what a heart was, it was simply nonsense!

Yi looked back and took a step forward anxiously, not daring to act rashly, and called nervously: "Xiaomeng, come down quickly."

"Wait, I'm so happy today, let me play for a while." Xiao Meng acted coquettishly and refused to listen to Yi's words, and he and Que Yiyue turned and jumped.
Chapter completed!