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"Who is she?" Ying Ji asked.

The short man next to him lowered his eyes and glanced at the stage, and replied: "The person on the list should be a Hunan girl, but..." He seemed to smile, raised his beautiful long eyebrows, and his words were like beads, meaningful: "This song is different from the past."

Ying Ji's skin is not as pale and powerless as a nobleman, but is as majestic as a jade mountain. When quiet, his eyes are calm and quiet, like a calm deep sea, and when angry, his eyes are shining on the cold stars.

At this moment, his eyes were like lightning, exerting irresistible pressure.

"Jiying, you doubt her."

Ji Ying, the left prime minister of Qin, was hereditary minister and a descendant of the elders in the temple of the nobles. It can be said that the first three dynasties of Ji Ying were all masters of the princes and gentry.

Therefore, as soon as Ji Ying was born, he established his important position in Qin.

Ji Ying was called a child prodigy when she was young, but when she was young, she began to hide her strength for some reasons. However, Ying Ji and him had known each other for more than ten years and were close friends. What he meant, he could guess without having to say carefully.

Ji Ying pursed her lips and smiled, lifted her robe and carried it on her back, smiling like the spring breeze, with a little cunning and incredible: "Tsk tsk, Ying Ji, you're done. Are you actually protecting your shortcomings by listening to your tone?"

He covered his mouth exaggeratedly again: "You have been a bachelor for more than 20 years and are not close to women. Could it be that you just fall in love with this sister-in-law at first sight?"

Ying Ji was used to joking about him in various ways, but for some reason, after hearing his jokes today, his mood was inexplicably fluctuating and it was difficult to calm down.

"love at first sight?"

He frowned slightly, his words were as light as water, but when he listened deeply, he could taste a kind of turbulent tide.

Ji Ying looked at his noodle stall and fell into deep thoughts, and couldn't help laughing. He said, "Although you, a thousand-year-old dead tree, is a rare occasion for spring, is worthy of my celebration, but now you have to slow down no matter what. Look, your good second brother is waiting for you upstairs."

He looked upwards, pursed his eyes into a playful and weird angle, and patted his palms lightly, slapped his rhythm.

"Tonight, the future is unpredictable - even if it is Hell Shura - relying on the three-foot green breeze to fight the sky..." He imitated the singing of "Xiang Nu" in a strange tone, and nodded after singing: "Good lyrics, good lyrics, so in line with our current situation, it is like a music for us."

Upon hearing this, Ying Ji raised his eyes to look at the "Xiang Girl" who gathered everyone's eyes and danced quietly on the stage. At this time, a lotus lantern filled with light slowly drifted by the river bank, and the dim and intertwined stage thus added a bit of warm and misty light.

Her shirt was smooth and her eyes were half-closed, and she seemed to be very radiant in his eyes.

Ying Ji's cold and frozen heart beat out unexpectedly.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Then tonight will be as she sang."

With a wave of his hand, he was still wearing a familiar black helmet and red dress, wearing a long black embroidered gold coil, pressing the reins and swords, and his body was tall and arrogant. The ink golden shawl rolled up in the wind and left with a long stretch.

Ji Ying, who had been walking slowly, was stunned for a long time and then touched her forehead and sighed, as if she couldn't bear to look at her.

"I guess I'm dizzy recently because I'm too tired. A very unscrupulous word from our eldest son turned into a love word to me. Are you ridiculous?

His eldest son's mouth was accustomed to being taciturn, and a lonely man would know how to speak love to a sister-in-law? Ha, if he could, then he would definitely become a generation of love saints.

——

On the second floor of Tianxiang Pavilion, Ying Qian sat on the table in a lazy state, drinking without hesitation. He looked at the people on the stage in a daze and obsessive manner.

Behind him stood more than a dozen powerful warriors of Kong Wu with swords, and there were several Qin ministers on the table, among which the senior doctor Moe was the first to sit.

At this time, a team of iron-armored warriors drove to the second floor of Tianxiang Pavilion in neat and heavy steps, lined up and down, and immediately guarded the entrance of the stairs outside the door and up and down.

The iron-armored warrior has a distinct armor, a shiny spear, and looks majestic, but also has iron blood and cold bones.

The general who led the team was Yingji.

The people on the mattresses on the second floor suddenly fell silent, and the servants who were wandering around the seats fell to the plate, bowed down and knelt on the ground, trembling.

Some ministers who were in charge of Ying Qian even sweated and were speechless under the occasional cold gaze of Ying Ji.

At this time, Ying Qian cannot panic, he is the leader of everyone.

He stood up. Others were tall and had outstanding appearance. They wore purple robe and made them look more noble and fair-looking.

He bowed to Ying Ji: "I don't know why brother is this? Didn't my brother look at the beauty when he came to Ruyifang today? Isn't he disturbing the four seats with such a labor force?"

In fact, Ying Qian was puzzled in his heart. Didn’t Ying Ji never associate with him? In the past, he usually turned a blind eye to him, arrogant and indifferent to others. Now Tianxiang Pavilion has arranged another wing room for him, but he appears in his wing room?

Could it be...

Ying Ji glanced at him lightly, with a cold temperament, clear facial features and deep eyes.

"Second brother, you meet with the minister in private. I am afraid that if your father and father find out, you will think you are forming a clique for personal gain."

As soon as these words came to an end, not only Ying Qian and other ministers who were already restless felt chills on their backs.

"The eldest son is so serious. Today we are here. It's just that the great masters are invited by Ruyi Ji, not gathering here." After all, it was Mr. Jiang's laurel, so he suddenly stood up and bowed to Ying Ji.

Moon was the chief minister whom the king relied on. As soon as he spoke, even Ying Ji would have to sell him some face.

"Second brother, but that's the case?" Ying Jishuo looked at Ying Qian, and the pressure raised by his black eyes was like a mountain.

Ying Qian's weakness in Ying Ji's place for many years made him subconsciously not dare to look at Ying Ji. His eyes flashed, his face pale slightly, and he stuttered for a long time: "Yes."

Ying Qian and Ying Ji are the most similar brothers. Both of them are handsome. On weekdays, ministers all discuss the two of them in private. But now they are standing in the same room, but they are like fish-eyed eyes, and then they can be separated by comparison.

Some ministers couldn't help but sigh at Ying Qian's cringe.

"I said, eldest son, second son, this is not in the Qin State political hall. You are so serious, you don't look like you are here to support Ruyi Ji. Those who don't know what you think you are here to smash the situation."

A clear and funny voice came from a distance, and a long green robe, a handsome and elegant man stepped in.

The only one who dares to joke at this time is Jiying, the left prime minister of Qin.

"Prime Minister."

Ying Qian first reacted, he made a complete look and greeted him politely.

After Ji Ying returned the gift, she smiled and said, "Second Young Master, I didn't expect you to be here tonight, oh, but it's no wonder that this Ruyi Ji rarely performs once, and you should be interested in it. It's better to meet him by chance than to invite him, and we'll sit in the table."

Ying Qian's face suddenly froze.

Wait, this episode is different from the script!

Other ministers and Ying Qian's disciples all asked each other with their eyes, but they didn't know how to shirk them.

“So very good.”

Ying Ji nodded and made a final decision, giving Ying Qian no room for opposition from others.

Soon, Ying Ji's private warrior moved to the seat and began to arrange his room in Ying Qian's wing.

When Ying Ji and his soldiers joined the seat, Ying Qian and his people had already changed their faces back and forth, which was very exciting.

Ying Ji's position is the main position, placed by the corridor railing. Once he turned sideways, he could see the blooming stage in the water ahead.

On the stage, the sword dance of "Xiang Girl" stopped, and the fierce applause and cheerful praise were heard all the time.

She was rewarded by many people, which made Ying Ji feel a sense of pride.

But she was praised by many people, and Ying Ji felt uncomfortable.

He didn't know this contradictory mentality, which was the male possessiveness.

"Didn't Mengchangjun live in his eldest brother's mansion? It's a grand occasion tonight, but for some reason he is so stingy and never invited him to come and watch?" Ying Qian said intentionally.

Ying Ji turned a deaf ear to his words, but Ji Ying saw Ying Qian embarrassedly, so she replied, "Oh, Mengchangjun, I haven't left him behind. He has something to do and has been delayed on the road for a while. I guess it's coming soon."

The performance of "Xiang Girl" has ended and it's time for her to leave. Ying Ji was about to withdraw his gaze, but unexpectedly, a cheerful music suddenly sounded, and the moving melody seemed to turn into a brilliant ray of glow in the dark night, which immediately raised the emotions of the audience who had just lost because of "Xiang Girl" stepped down.

Yin Qian climbed on the railing and said happily: "This is Hu Qu, Ruyi Ji is here..."

It's finally about to start.

But the next second, he wondered again, why Ruyi appeared so quickly? Isn’t this “Xiang Girl” not over yet?

Upon hearing this, Ying Ji had no interest in Ruyi Ji's appearance, but Ji Ying, who was Xi Zuo, frequently winked at him.

———Young Master, you are now playing a man who is absolutely infatuated with Ruyi Ji. Can you be more attentive?

——No interest.

——Then are you interested in the position of King Qin?

--feel.

——Then you can play the role of tonight for me, and you will want to have a chance tomorrow.

Ying Ji frowned patiently and turned to look at the stage, but was slightly stunned when he saw a figure that was supposed to end but was still there.

At this time, the "Xiang Girl" on the stage had already patrols and pavilions after a dance, and the boat whistles on the shore. She found that she was wrong and she did not find the person she was looking for. Could it be... she was in the private room on the second floor of Tianxiang Pavilion?

Because only that position is difficult to reach from the angle of the stage.

Then what should she do? How can she get the chance to get close to there?

Just as she was worried about the timing, she heard the simplicity behind her, the lonely companion music changed its tune, the relaxed and pleasant style of music suddenly turned into joy, and the bright and enthusiastic joy, she didn't react for a while.

At this time, the light was lit around her. She raised her head and saw lotus lamps slowly hanging from above the eaves of the high house, like stars falling, illuminating this desolate and thriving stage as gorgeous as daytime.

Just then, a beautiful figure like fire and flame fell from the sky, and she rode on these lights, these bright music, which was filled with metallic sounds, was like a sudden rain, like a strong wind swept towards the empty and quiet stage.

As soon as she appeared, she attracted many people from the audience to exclaim and cheer.

"It's Ruyi Ji..."

"Yes, it's her!"

Her long eyebrows, wonderful eyes, fingers, waist, headdresses on her head, bells around her waist, and her delicate and charming dance moves slowly like light clouds and swirls like whirlwinds.

Undoubtedly, Ruyiji's dance is a passionate and passionate dance that can arouse sensory stimulation and is extremely infectious.
Chapter completed!