Painted Skin (3)

The nine-thousand-year-old Bailiqing, who had been to the island but was late, entered with the hands of the snug inner monitor, raising his hand and brushing his sleeves, as if flowing clouds passed by. It was windy and elegant, but with the beautiful deep purple color. When the figure entered, a hazy atmosphere spread out, as if the sun had lost its temperature.

Everyone immediately got up and saluted. It was more orderly than watching the emperor come. Xiliang Mo, who bowed to greet, suddenly felt surprised. The hair on her neck was slightly on end. She intuitively thought it was because Bailiqing's eyes were on her side. For the sake of sweeping a circle.

Everyone's expressions are extremely cautious.

However, the only face that was different from the others was the emperor, he didn't seem to care that Bailiqing's air was bigger than him, and she didn't think that Bailiqing's prestige would surpass him, it was Huangwei's offended death.

"Aiqing,!" A bright color flashed in the emperor's eyes, he immediately got up with a smile and personally greeted Bailiqing who was greeting him, holding his hand, even he didn't let him finish, so it's a treatment. that not even the queen has.

Xi Liang Mo silently stared at the empress and the stiff faces of the imperial concubine for a moment, and she couldn't help but sigh secretly, this is what is called caresses.

The guard immediately walked over to a beautiful red sandalwood chair covered in gold and placed it in front of the first table below the throne. It was a special chair for the nine thousand year old lord.

"Your Majesty of him, the minister is late, so please have a glass of wine." Bai Liqing reached out, poured a glass of wine gracefully and raised it to point, and the inmate next to him immediately took the glass and respectfully sent it to the imperial court.

After the emperor sat down, he took the Baili Qingjing wine and said with a smile, "I remember that the Jingguo government seems to have a county head."

If it weren't for great achievements, few non-imperial lineage officials could have multiple counties or princesses in succession.

The Han family came out, kneeling, with a respectful face and a solemn and grateful tone: "Thank you for your love, but Lord Yasukuni's mansion has no merit. Xian'er is already the county head. Now Mo'er is not more than a little skill. The sage smiled, how dare you give orders and awards? If you let the censors know, you would think that our country's mansion mansion was used to enchant you. Xiliang's family has inherited the family with poems and rituals for a hundred years, so the concubines and daughters should not dare to receive this reward. "

Such inspiring words were heard in the ears of everyone, the emperor and others, and they couldn't help but be deeply praised, but Ms. Han truly deserved to be the mistress of a hundred-year-old hairpin family, and she was a role model to keep. the ceremony with care.

Xiliang Mo raised his eyebrows, but sneered in her heart. Han does have a sharp, seemingly straight lip, but she always dismisses her mind as a little trick, even used to it. The name Shangzhi accused her of being frivolous and rude. because the emperor disapproved of it, if he told others, he would compare his majestic mansion to the sycophants in the street, which greatly tarnished her reputation.

The Nine-thousand-year-old Lord put a hand on the armrest, supporting his chin with one hand, playing with the earrings made of strange little rubies that dangled from his earlobes. The rubies made his face so beautiful that he looked with a smile but a smile at Xi Liangmo, not far away, at this angle, he couldn't see his expression, only the exquisite snow-white profile of him.

He suddenly asked, "Oh, what does Miss Mo think?"

Xiliang Mo was not upset, she just smiled, bowed her head and said in a low voice: "The courtier thanked the saint and Lord Chitose for their love, but just like the mother, the dresser set in the district can help the saint to laugh and relieve the sage. It is a great merit, the ministers do not dare to take credit ".

Although the Han family spoke very well, but in the end gave this daughter grace, and Xi Liangmo's cautious and gentle, respectful and filial piety towards her aunt, it seems that the Han family's righteousness is harsher and cruel. After all, the people present here are all human spirits who have been immersed inside the house for many years. Some people have heard Han's magnificent praise and secret repeal, and they can't help but praise Xi Liang Mo for such a general understanding.

Han mocked in her heart, let your tongue be like a tongue, I am your mother-in-law for a day, and your life and death will be in my hands!

Just relying on a little bitch like you, you want to have the same honorable county owner as Xian'er, don't think about it!

"Heh, Ms. Mo is really generous, but I heard that three ladies have come from the Yasukuni government. I don't know what skills the other girl is going to offer." Jiu Qiansui took a sip of tea from the inner supervisor, his eyes vaguely like Han's.

Han mentioned his proudest daughter because she was nine thousand years old. Although she nine thousand years is the political enemy of her husband, Xiliang Mo's hand-painted skin skills are already impressive, and Xian'er looks a bit sad when she comes out of it again. She secretly hated her, but the special mention of a figure like Nine Thousand Years paved the way for Xian'er.

Sure enough, at the mention of nine thousand years, the emperor also took an interest in the Duanyang County owner of Xiliang Mansion because of Xiliangmo's excellent skin painting and exquisite mind. He nodded and smiled: "Well, it's a century ... old hairpin. The young ladies of the Yingshi family are so exceptional. I remember the Duanyang county chief wrote the wonderful hairpin in lowercase. I think there must be a more anticipated skill. ".

"Xian ... Xian'er is naturally ... better."

When Han was speaking, he had the cold gaze of nine thousand years. She was inexplicably cold all over her body. She had a feeling of being watched by a cold and poisonous snake. She was stuttering inexplicably. She originally planned to pave the way for Xian'er, even if she was no better than Xiliang Mo, at least she would not be too disappointing to the emperor.

Han was a little upset in her heart, she did not dare to look at Nine Thousand Years, so she went to Xi Liang Mo with a knife.

If Xian'er disappointed the Majesty of her this time and that affected the entrance to the palace, she would definitely cut Xi Liang Mo!

Xi Liangan was silent, not far or near her, without raising her head, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with her.

The queen sat on her head and looked into Han's gaze. Her eyes couldn't help but feel cold. This concubine Han, who is always so vicious and mean, but she wants to look so fair and in awe. - Inspiring. It is true. She makes people look annoyed.

Her gaze fell on Xi Liang Mo, feeling a little more regretful. She was about to invite Xi Liang Mo to come see how she looked like herself. Suddenly, a flurry of drumbeats sounded suddenly, interrupting the Queen's words, and she slightly frowned and everyone looked at the place together.

Accompanied by the agitated drumming, a girl dressed in red entered the arena on a very white horse. The white horse had red and black hair, and she was very beautiful, like a beautiful and splendid llama, that girl.While galloping, the frail ladies and ladies all around were stunned, and all the timid ones hastily escaped from the seat .

The girl was so good at riding. After running into the sand at a very fast speed, she pulled on the horse's head, and the horse immediately raised all four hooves and, with a neigh, came to a steady stop. The noble sons couldn't help it. Everyone. Acclaimed: "Okay!"

After the girl in the red riding dress stabilized her saddle, everyone discovered that the girl on the horse was actually the first talented woman in the capital, the head of Duanyang County, Xiliangxian.

Unexpectedly, Jingcheng Shuyuan, who is usually delicate and graceful, has such good riding ability that she deserves to be the lady of the Yasukuni family who made her living in martial arts.

Xiliangxian smiled at the emperor over him, the color was like a gorgeous rose blooming in full bloom in the spring, and it was so delicate that the people on the side couldn't help but tremble.

At this time, the long flute sounded again to the beat of the drum. Fairy Xiliang's body was slightly stretched out and she was immediately on the horse. I don't know when there was a pair of extremely long red silk in her hands. sound of the flute, she immediately danced.

With a lift and a leap, the soft red silk danced in the air, rising unexpectedly several feet high. She turned her delicate body, smooth as bone, but the red silk danced between light and soft, but with a different spirit than that. of tenderness, both stiff and soft, but they seem to be dancing a fencing game.

Every time he tapped with his toes, he just landed on the horse's back, as if he didn't need any support, he danced in a dazzling posture in the air, while the lake breeze blew, there were rose petals flying flying with the red silk and playing with music Every now and then, sometimes it floats like a rose fairy, sometimes like a beautiful blood sword that breaks the enemy thousands of kilometers on the battlefield, seizing the soul.

I don't know when, five archery targets appeared on the field, and Xiliangxian also had a small, delicate red bow in hand. As soon as she bowed, she drew an arrow from the quiver in the horse's side and danced. The moment she got up, she bent her bow and struck the arrow directly through the target, and even hit the rose on the target with a sharp aura.

When the arrow closed, the red silk rose again, and it was charming again.

These two weird temperaments blend together to become one amazing song: Broken Rose Dance.

Even Xi Liang Mo, who had been staring with cold eyes, had to admit that Xiliangxian's dance was not only perfect, but also very special, it was even more amazing than her when she was practicing at the mansion earlier.

Han was proud and exchanged a smiling look with Concubine Han. This dance was carefully staged by Concubine Han. With Concubine Han's knowledge of the Emperor, most of the Emperor's palace was delicate and elegant. All kinds of beauties, but she knows without realizing that the emperor prefers heroic and beautiful women. Even this dance was adapted from the emperor's favorite dance when the emperor was still in the hidden residence. In the performance, it was only in the palace that women allowed women to carry swords and swords like this, so the sword was changed to a more feminine red silk.

Although this dance was slightly worse than Xi Liangmo's incredible skin painting skills, it will surely attract the emperor's attention.

Sure enough, when the concubine Han looked at the emperor calmly, seeing him staring at the graceful figure flying in the field with a stunned gaze, she was already lost.

Concubine Han Gui was inexplicably bitter in her heart, and then she sighed with self-contempt. When she turned her face away, she suddenly felt a sharp look like a knife on her face. She turned her face and saw that she was meeting the queen's cold and angry eyes.

She was shocked, then snorted contemptuously and turned away from her.

The queen looked at Xiliangxian's graceful dance, her heart fluttered, and then she looked at the emperor's expression, and she suddenly turned sadly around.

More than ten years have passed ... his Majesty still remembers that man.

Bai Liqing looked at the expressions of the three emperors and concubines, snorted slightly, her eyes fell on the calm girl below the scene and her smile became

deeper.

Girl, what do you want to do?

The undercurrent surging in the upper seat, Xi Liangmo in the lower seat looked at the fluttering delicate figure, winning the cheers of the noble boys and the jealousy of the noble ladies, and a cold and light smile appeared at the corner of his lips . He suddenly leaned over, took a glass of wine and slowly walked to the upper seat where Han was.

Everyone's attention was on the Xiliangxian dance and no one noticed his abnormality.

And when Xiliangxian suddenly shot the last arrow, he did not know what was happening, the horse under his fingers suddenly went crazy and seemed to jump suddenly, and even ran straight towards the center where the emperor was, Xiliangxian also screamed , and the horse immediately threw her off the mountain.

That white horse was called Wind Rider. It was originally a million-dollar BMW. It was as fast as lightning and thunder. Everyone was not prepared. Even the front guard was dumbfounded. He reacted instantly and ran forward, but how could he be blocked? ? The rider in the wind screamed in surprise, and the steed screamed violently to step where God was behind.

If this horse tramples it, it would be a minor wound to say nothing.

But the more it unleashed, people stiffened. The emperor watched in horror as the horse was about to fly over his head and the queen was about to unconsciously hide. But suddenly, remembering that the emperor was next to her, she still gritted her teeth, about the emperor.

Suddenly, a tablecloth was suddenly raised among the flashing lights and the horse's head was covered. Xiliang Mo instantly pushed down the table in front of the emperor, knocking the horse away, preventing the horse from approaching. Turning his head and shouting to the emperor: "Your Majesty of him, whoops!"

The royal guard simply woke up like a dream, and immediately hugged the emperor to roll in place, and immediately avoided the range of the horse's hooves attack.

The steed was covered with a cloth scarf, as if it had been frozen for a moment, and the movement slowed down a lot, but the four hooves were still kicking, and it was about to kick the girl who had just given up to help, but The girl looked strong, exhausted on the ground and unable to get up, everyone was so scared that they held their breath.

Xiliang Mo stayed on the ground because she was thinking about where she should kick her limbs with the horseshoe. She would damage his limbs less seriously and be more convincing, so she could get more out of the emperor's hands later. Big benefits.

But for an instant she, accompanied by a soft and fragrant fragrance, she was suddenly caught in a cold and generous embrace, and then she felt that she was light, and suddenly she was placed on the ground.

Bai Liqing was upstairs, and the person holding her in her arms made it almost impossible for people to see her face. She almost thought she was dreaming, but the next moment, the beautiful, laugh rang in her ears: "Is it okay?"....