Chapter 63: If you are bullied, you must fight back 1
The little palace maid's face turned pale, and she knew at a glance that something was wrong. But Shi Qing suddenly felt that the finger of blame would be pointed at herself.
"When did you get so panicked? Didn't you see the Crown Prince of Yi Kingdom here?" Yu Weiyan raised her eyes and scolded the little palace maid, who was even trembling all over.
He knelt down and almost broke his forehead, "Reporting to the Emperor, ladies and gentlemen, Jiaji, Jiaji is missing."
There was a clang, and his hand slapped heavily on the handle of the dragon chair. Ming Qingyue raised his sword eyebrows, obviously very angry.
Yi Lingshang's eyebrows were smiling, and Shi Qing, who was slightly eccentric on the stage, didn't seem to be looking forward to the dance of the so-called imperial capital beauty at all.
"Hey, this banquet is handled by Sister Yufei with full authority. What should I do?" Yuan Jieyu's tone was cold, her voice raised 180 degrees. She took advantage of the opportunity to make eye contact with Yu Weiyan next to her.
After saying this, Shi Qing seemed to realize that Concubine Rong and Yuan Jieyu were singing harmoniously and sincerely framed her.
This is something that is harmful to the country. They are obviously doing this to make themselves embarrassed in front of the prince of Sheyi Kingdom.
Bite your head, although Shiqing is not the master of palace fighting, she still has a lot of fun.
"My beloved, how do you explain?" Ming Qingyue, who was sitting next to him, heard that Shi Qing was handling the matter, and his tone became much softer.
But for the sake of face, he still pretended to be angry and asked.
Shi Qing stood up slightly, imitated Maggie Cheung's charm, and said with a chuckle, "Why don't Xue'er let the palace maid go find Jia Ji first. As for this dance, if the emperor thinks that I can dance, he will be more than happy."
Seeing Shi Qing's pretentious posture, she was even more admirable than that Oscar star. Concubine Rong and Yuan Jieyu both pursed their lips in displeasure.
Bing Lei just took the teacup calmly and took a sip. There was a slight hint of approval in her eyes. Yu Ling secretly glared at Concubine Rong's expression, silently making some calculations in her heart.
"It would be a great honor for me if my true imperial concubine could dance for this prince." After saying this, she laughed heartily.
Just meeting the evil prince's eyes, there was a hint of provocation in them, which made Shiqing's hair stand up all over her body, and she was so trembling that she almost got goosebumps all over the ground.
The drums and music were playing in unison, and all the concubines were sarcastic and sarcastic.
Duan Qinxue's reputation had spread far and wide as early as he had settled in the city, and his song "Zheng Sai Song" had spread all over the country. His long-sleeved dance skills were unparalleled.
It's a pity that that was Duan Qinxue in the past, and now Liang Shiqing is a rude person who has accomplished nothing and only knows how to drive cars and box.
Resisting the urge to scratch her head and beat her chest, Shi Qing regretted her bold words.
I grit my teeth, forget it, and dance the way Dili often dances.
As soon as the music started, Cai'er took Jiazi and Jiayin out to look for someone.
She twisted her hips and stretched out her hands to sway. Her water-snake-like waist was on full display. Shiqing started to dance very restrainedly, mainly because this was a modern dance, and I don’t know if it was too open for the ancients to accept.
Later, as the music continued to accelerate, it seemed to be as impassioned as a battlefield. Shiqing suddenly felt like she had been transported back to modern times. She was now in Di.
I imagine Ming Qingyue and Rong Fei sitting on it are sultry dancers with exposed buttocks.
Shaking his head, his whole body was shaking violently.
"Your Majesty, look, sister's dance..." Concubine Rong held up her handkerchief and pretended to cough, with a look of contempt on her face.
Ming Qingyue's face looked extremely ugly at this time. He held the dragon's head tightly with his hand, and his veins popped out. How was the imperial concubine's behavior different from that of the brothel girl?
At the end of the song, Shiqing concluded perfectly, but unfortunately no one applauded for a while. It was indeed a generation gap between the times.
Looking at Ming Qingyue's earthy gray face, Shi Qing secretly thought that something bad was going on.
Suddenly there was a burst of sweet applause, and everyone joined in. Looking back at Qing Ran, he was looking at Shi Qing with a smile, his eyes full of pity.
Ming Qingyue captured this tiny scene and felt slightly uncomfortable.