Faced with this dilemma, Gu Xun did not hesitate at all, and replied immediately firmly and calmly, "You dance beautifully!"
Yan Lingji's face became more charming, and she asked with a soft smile, "Why?"
"Shopkeeper, you don't know how to dance, but I do. She can dance better than me, so...why?"
Gu Xun just grinned and did not answer her. He turned around and continued to watch the dance of the snow girl on the Feixueyuhuatai, which became more and more rapid, fierce and graceful.
The reason is simple, your dance is for me, she is not.
Next, Yan Lingji did not hesitate to ask questions. She held Gu Xun's arm and watched the dance downstairs together.
The three of them fell into silence for a while, silently watching the rare performance that happens once every half month. When the song was about to end and the snow girl was about to retreat, someone who ruined the atmosphere appeared.
Pa…pa…pa…
A burst of loud applause that ruined the atmosphere suddenly came out, but it didn't come from the audience seats, but... from the door.
The sudden change naturally interrupted the continuation of the music and dance. The snow girl stood in the center of the flying snow jade flower stage, looking towards the entrance of the hall with a pair of round eyes.
However, the spectators who were interrupted were not in a good mood, and some people immediately cursed:
"Which bastard dares to disturb this general's mood!?"
The six-fingered black man was standing next to Gu Xun and introduced like a commentator, "The speaker is Yan Yi, the general of Yan State. He... haha... I won't mention it."
When he talked to this extent, Gu Xun naturally understood how useless the general Yan Yi was.
At this time, a column of soldiers armed with halberds and weapons broke in. On both sides of the column, they were obviously clearing the way for some important person. And immediately behind them, there was a sedan chair, which was openly carried in by eight people carrying the sedan chair.
In the Feixue Pavilion Dance Hall.
At this time, those with eyesight already knew who was applauding and causing trouble. The originally buzzing voices suddenly disappeared and disappeared. Everyone was silent and did not dare to speak, and there was silence for a while.
The six-fingered black man introduced him timely, "This person is Yan Chunjun, the younger brother of King Yan. He is a powerful figure in the court of Yan State. He can be said to be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people."
Following the introduction of the Six-fingered Black Man, the general of the Yan Kingdom also cooperated very well and ran from upstairs to downstairs so scared that he peed his pants. Lord Yan Chun plopped down in front of his sedan chair and knelt down, begging for mercy in a trembling voice: <
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"The last general, Yan Yi, did not know that Lord Yan Chun was coming. He was very disrespectful. I hope you will forgive me."
"Forgive me? Haha." Yan Chunjun's slightly old voice came from the sedan, and asked with a cold smile, "General Yan, what do you think I want to forgive you for?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Yi's body was shaking like chaff, his face was pale, and he was sweating like rain.
Gu Xun stood upstairs and had a panoramic view of everything. He couldn't help but sneered, "This is also a general. From South Korea to Qin to Zhao, I have never seen anyone more rubbish than this guy."<
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"Haha, Yan Yi was raised by Lord Yan Chun. He has no foundation and no real power. How can he be qualified to resist Lord Yan Chun?" The six-fingered black man stood beside Gu Xun, looking like he was watching a show.
gesture, explained with a smile.
In fact, there is one thing that Six Finger Black Man didn't say - the most fundamental thing is that Yan Yi is really useless, he is not even as good as Ji Wuye, he at least practices hard skills, enough to be among the top masters, and
Yan Yi is incompetent in both writing and martial arts. He knows almost nothing about military tactics and strategy, but his martial arts skills are not enough for him. He deserves to be treated like a soft persimmon.
Just as the two were chatting, Yan Chunjun's guards downstairs had already put their swords on Yan Yi's neck, ready to send him on his way at any moment, but instead, he was standing tall on the stage with his hands clasped in front of him.
The snow girl has been stopped because the snow pavilion is not a place of execution.
Yan Chunjun didn't come to kill Yan Yi originally, but he was the person he helped up. When he saw the rightful master speaking, he naturally got off the donkey and let Yan Yi go, but... Yan Yi let him go, but Xue Nu couldn't let him go.
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"Hehehe..." Lord Yan Chun's laughter came from the sedan chair. He pointed directly at the Snow Girl and pretended to praise her, "I have heard for a long time that there is a strange woman in Concubine Xue Pavilion, who is extraordinary and refined. When I saw her today, she is indeed well-deserved!" As he spoke, Yan Chunjun's attendant presented a pot of wine. Yan Chunjun first poured a cup and drank it himself, and then said, "This wine is called Guanghanguang. It is brewed from the rarest and best fruits of the Western Regions. It is even the royal wine of the palace."
There is nothing worse than having more.”
"Come here, give Miss Snow Girl some wine!"
Upstairs, the three of them watched this scene. Gu Xun smiled with an unknown meaning, Yan Lingji put her hands on her chest, as if she were just watching a show, and the Six-fingered Black Man faithfully acted as tonight's commentator: p>
"In Jidu, this is not a secret. Any woman who drinks the wine given by Lord Yanchun will become his by default."
"Haha!" Yan Lingji showed disgust when she heard this, and sneered and said sarcastically, "What a great majesty!"
"I don't know where such a big 'ambition' comes from for a guy who is several decades old!"
She emphasized the last two words.
Seeing her like this, Gu Xun couldn't help but smile, and then asked the Six-fingered Black Man, "Where's Prince Yan Dan? Didn't he cover this place?"
The six-fingered black man asked back, "Mr. Gu, don't you know?"
"Don't know what?"
"His Royal Highness Yan Dan has gone to Xianyang, the capital of Qin, as a hostage of Yan State."
"What!?" Gu Xun's brows squeezed together subconsciously, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Why so early?"
"Morning?" Six Finger Black Man caught the doubt. Gu Xun didn't know anything about it, and was surprised that the news was normal, but why was the strange thing about him...'morning'?
"It's nothing, it's a bit unexpected. I didn't expect that Yan State could send the prince out as a hostage." Gu Xun casually said, not caring whether the Six-fingered Black Man believed it or not.
The Six-fingered Black Man looked at him deeply and didn't ask any more questions. Quan Dang accepted this statement which was obviously not what he was asking.
"His Royal Highness Yan Dan has left for the country now, so Lord Yan Chun couldn't wait to visit her. His intention...is directed at Snow Girl."
Gu Xun had calmed down and regained his previous composure. Yan Lingji glanced at him suspiciously, wondering why her man was so crazy just now.
"In that case, shouldn't the giant help her?" Gu Xun asked suddenly as he watched the situation develop downstairs.
The six-fingered black man's eyes shrank, and he glanced at Gu Xun as normally as possible - he was still as calm and calm, as if the question just now had no deep meaning.
Gu Xun also explained in a timely manner, "The Mohist family is responsible for the world and loves all living beings. Shouldn't we help this poor and helpless girl at this time?"
As he said that, he showed a harmless smile to the Six-Fingered Black Man, as if the question just now was really just a casual question.
The Six-fingered Black Man's eyes fluctuated a few times, his thoughts hidden, he didn't know whether he believed it or not, and he replied:
"Yan Chunjun's identity is very troublesome. The Mo family is the strongest in Jidu, but... there are some things that are difficult to interfere with."
The implication is that the Mo family will not help Snow Girl, but in fact...who knows?