Jing Yirong walked out from behind Nalan Qingyi, climbed up the steps, and looked at Cha Zheng who was lying limply on the ground, "What did you do? This falcon is chasing you and won't let go?"
"Slave, I know my status is low. Ever since I worked under the Crown Princess, I have never dared to do anything that would make my master lose his status. I just asked the Prime Minister for greetings. Maybe I dirty the Prime Minister's eyes, so I let the Falcon come.
Dispose of the slaves."
Zha Zheng knelt on the ground, his trembling body seemed to have not recovered from the fear just now. As a slave, his life was never his own.
Jing Yirong stood next to Zha Zheng, his face slightly angry, "How dare he touch my people?"
Zha Zheng raised his head in surprise. Even if he had stayed by Huatang Empress' side before, if the prime minister and other ministers wanted to punish them, Huatang Empress would have no way to stop it, let alone get herself into trouble.
"What's he doing in the palace?" Jing Yirong suddenly remembered something and turned to Nalan Qingyi and asked.
Nalan Qingyi hurriedly explained, "I almost forgot to tell you that today is Xinyu's birthday. My father prepared a birthday banquet for Xinyu. The Prime Minister probably came to the palace to attend the birthday banquet."
"I see," Jing Yirong's stunning face revealed a faint smile, "Xiao Yan, cook this falcon for me."
"Yi Rong." Nalan Qingyi immediately stepped forward nervously, "This is the Prime Minister's falcon. I also think he shouldn't punish his slaves in this way, but if you kill his falcon, if you kill his falcon, it will not be the same as your father's."
I’m afraid it’s hard to explain if we cause a scene in front of you.”
Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Qingyi and snorted, "I never have to explain to anyone, I don't care if he is the prime minister or your father, as long as he touches my people, he will pay the price. Nalan Qingyi, I miss me
I forgot to tell you that I am the master in my world."
Nalan Qingyi did not answer any more, and there was a sense of strangeness in her eyes. Just when she thought she was about to understand Jing Yirong, she would suddenly realize that she had never understood the woman standing in front of her.
"Xiao Yan, do as I say and let the cooks make the food more fragrant." Jing Yirong ignored Nalan Qingyi and turned to Cha Zheng, "Stop kneeling and get up. Now you have to give me some
One thing is clear. You are my slave. Even in this imperial city, your life can only belong to me. Now go down and see the imperial doctor. Don’t embarrass me when you attend the birthday banquet tonight.
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"I obey," Zha Zheng felt relieved because of Jing Yirong's words. The Crown Princess may seem ruthless, but she is much better than many people in this palace who claim to be affectionate and righteous. At least the Crown Princess will treat her slaves well.
, instead of being counted on the slave in advance like other masters.
Nalan Qingyi knew that he could not stop Jing Yirong, so he could only sigh secretly.
From the splendid scene of the banquet in the evening, we can see how much Nalan Zhenhai loves this daughter. Almost everyone with any royal connections was present, including many high-ranking officials. Xinyu was sitting next to Nalan Zhenhai.
Next to her, she was wearing a red cotton dress with gold rims, which was grand and delicate. What's more, she had a sweet smile on her face the whole time.
Jing Yirong and Nalan Qingyi were sitting at the table closest to Nalan Zhenhai. Across the stage, sitting opposite the Prime Minister Ge Jiangke, who is more powerful than anyone today!
The melodious and gentle music was played, and several scantily clad dancers entered the center of the crowd from all sides, bending their waists low, waving their long sleeves, and showing their graceful postures in moving dance moves. Everyone was dazzled before their eyes.
Attracted by the scene.
Suddenly, a woman in a green gown descended from the sky, her posture as graceful as a fairy falling into the dust. Graceful and graceful, and as light as a flying swallow, she swam among the crowd. She was so fast that people couldn't even see her face, and only felt a wave of fairy bones coming towards her.
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Finally, when the dancing woman in red spreads out like petals, the woman in green spins like a snail again, her green clothes unfolding with the wind, reflecting the dim halo under the light, like the wings of the girl facing the sun.
Butterflies are moving and beautiful, more like a welcome to life.
At the end of the song, the woman finally stopped slowly, and her face was officially revealed in front of everyone. Her skin was whiter than snow, her lips were as delicate as snow, and there was a bit of softness between her eyebrows. She raised a light and gentle smile, bowed slightly,
"The little girl has shown her shame. Today, I perform this dance on behalf of the Prime Minister to congratulate Princess Xinyu. I hope that Princess Xinyu will bloom as beautifully as a dancing butterfly."
"Okay!" Nalan Zhenhai suddenly shouted, his joy was beyond words, "Prime Minister, you are determined."
Ge Jiangke stood up and held his hands, "Your Majesty said something serious. I only think that giving pearls and hairpins is unavoidable, so why not give Princess Xinyu a dance. I specially invited Zi Mo, the best dancer in the underworld, to
I was worried about being disrespectful now that I can gain the favor of the king, I no longer worry about it."
"Prime Minister, you are exaggerating. I know that you have regarded the princess as your own daughter, and now you are so troubled to bless the princess with dance. Come, I will give you a drink." Nalan Zhenhai held the wine glass, and Ge Jiangke immediately took it.
They picked up the wine glasses on the table, drank the wine in one gulp, and laughed at each other. The whole scene made other officials look envious.
As expected, the role of Prime Minister was not for nothing. He only gave an ordinary dance to get the King's joy.
"Does the Crown Princess know Miss Zimo?" Ge Jiangke suddenly asked Jing Yirong after he sat down.
Jing Yirong raised her eyes. She wanted to ignore it, but she didn't expect that Ge Jiangke came to the door by himself, "Why should I recognize him?"
"Oh? Don't you recognize her?" Ge Jiangke was confused, "I heard that the Crown Princess followed the Crown Prince to Xiuxiang Pavilion some time ago, so I thought that the Crown Princess had seen the oiran from Xiuxiang Pavilion."
Jing Yirong's eyes fell on Zi Mo who was still kneeling, "I'm afraid that Miss Zi Mo is a prostitute rather than a prostitute."
"Although the little girl was born low, she still knows what is the most important thing for a woman. So she would rather learn to dance and look at people than sell her body." Zi Mo whispered in reply, the most elegant person in Xiuxiang Pavilion.
The prostitute no longer smells like a prostitute, but it makes people think that she belongs to a certain family.
"That's no wonder," Jing Yirong turned to Ge Jiangke again, "On that day, the prime minister's son only found prostitutes and unskilled women to accompany him. He never found Miss Zimo. How could I have met Zimo?
This girl’s incredible dancing skills.”
Everyone gasped, no one expected Jing Yirong to say such bold words, but Jing Yirong continued: "The prime minister can find an extraordinary woman like Zi Mo to dance for the princess, I'm afraid it was because of your noble master's recommendation.
, you must know that your young master is a frequent visitor to Xiuxiang Pavilion."
Ge Jiangke's face became more and more gloomy, and the teasing expression just now had completely disappeared. Even though there was no anger like Gray next to him, he still felt that he would explode in the next moment. Even the king did not dare to let himself down in front of everyone.
, she, a little princess, actually dares to speak like this.
Nalan Zhenhai's majestic face also showed a hint of displeasure, "Yirong, how can you talk to the Prime Minister like this? I don't know that you have even been to places like Xiuxiang Pavilion. As the Crown Princess, you should
Pay more attention to your words and deeds, and don’t lose sight of yourself.”
Jing Yirong met Nalan Zhenhai's sharp gaze and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Father, your words are biased towards the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister found the best dancer in the Kingdom of Hades to perform for the princess. Although the dancer is from Xiuxiang
The pavilion has a refined temperament and graceful dancing. Otherwise, how could the Prime Minister dare to let the dancer turn into a butterfly to congratulate the princess. In this way, a dancer who was born in Xiuxiang Pavilion can emerge from the mud without being stained. I just went to Xiuxiang.
Will you lose your identity and become tainted with the smell of prostitution?"
Nalan Zhenhai did not expect that Jing Yirong would say these words, nor did he expect that someone would refute his words. If it had been anyone else, he would have been so frightened that he knelt down and begged for atonement, and he would not have dared to quibble.
"When did you become so sharp-tongued?" Nalan Zhenhai's voice became a little darker, and his face was stained with a dark color. The originally joyful atmosphere fell silent again just because of Nalan Zhenhai's few words.
Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenhai, and finally stood up, bowing slightly to the Prime Minister, "Today is Princess Xinyu's birthday. Yirong contradicted the Prime Minister, and Yirong was wrong."
After seeing Jing Yirong's apology, everyone felt that the Crown Princess was still scared. As expected, only the King could speak to the Prime Minister, and a little Crown Princess actually dared to provoke the Prime Minister.
Gray sat next to Ge Jiangke with an even more proud look on his face, leaving only Nalan Qingyi slightly surprised and puzzled. Jing Yirong would not give in to anyone. This only meant that Ge Jiangke would be even more unlucky.
Sure enough, Jing Yirong said again: "To represent my apology, I prepared a delicious dish for the Prime Minister and Mr. Ge. I wonder if the Prime Minister will give Yirong this opportunity to apologize."
"The Crown Princess is serious," Ge Jiangke said but remained motionless, obviously disdainful of Jing Yirong.
"Xiao Yan, bring the delicacies I prepared for the Prime Minister." Jing Yirong called in a low voice.
Xiao Yan withdrew, and within a moment she was followed by two slaves, each holding a bowl of steaming dishes in their hands. The aroma was permeating the food, and everyone present became curious as they brought it along.
Ge Jiangke and Ge Lei looked at the soup on the table and looked at each other. Jing Yirong stepped forward and personally spooned a bowl for Ge Jiangke and held it in front of Ge Jiangke, "Prime Minister, please use it."
Ge Jiangke narrowed his eyes and did not take it.
"Why is the Prime Minister afraid of poison?" Jing Yirong smiled lightly.
"The Crown Princess thinks too much. I am just flattered for a moment. It is truly a blessing for me to trouble the Crown Princess to serve me the soup in person." Ge Jiangke took the soup bowl from Jing Yirong's hand and spoke with a voice that only the two of them could hear.
The voice said: "I don't think you would be so stupid as to poison yourself in public."
"Prime Minister is really smart." Jing Yirong returned to her seat with a smile and watched the Ge family and his son eating.
Ge Jiangke picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth. He felt that the skin was smooth and the meat was tender. It melted in the mouth without any greasy taste. "Prince Princess, this is really good."
After hearing this, Gray also hurriedly picked up a piece and put it into his mouth, smacking his lips, "It's really good, it leaves a fragrance on your lips and teeth."
"Your Majesty, do you want to try it?" Ge Jiangke hurriedly turned to Nalan Zhenhai, "Although this is the apology expressed by the Crown Princess to my ministers, I must not eat it alone. I just want to give it a taste in advance for the king.
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"Seeing the enjoyment on the Prime Minister's face, I felt that the delicacy must be delicious. Since the Prime Minister is willing to part with me, I will also try it." Nalan Zhenhai replied with a smile.
The smile on Jing Yirong's face gradually turned cold, and there was a hint of teasing in her tone when she spoke, "The Prime Minister found it so delicious probably because it was the first time he ate falcon meat."