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Chapter 34 Tired of being worshipped by too many people

The fingertips slightly hooked, and the sound of the piano suddenly changed, as if a wide road with a flat horse suddenly came a steep slope that suddenly came down, which made people feel shocked.

The fingertip techniques continued to change, and the high-quality piano sounds played by the palace musicians gradually stopped.

In the hall, the dancer in the pink silk skirt had already left the stage at some point, and the girl in red who had left her gauze covering her face was swaying her graceful water snake waist, making extremely charming actions.

The sound of the piano is like flowing water, and the dancing skills are like charming foxes. The breeze suddenly blows off the scarf on her face. At that moment, Princess Huarong, who is charming in her eyes, is full of spring love, has truly made everyone gain insight again!

I don’t know who started, and the discussion began to surge, but these Huarong didn’t realize anything, just danced with a erotic dance. Gradually, Huarong, who had lost his mind, felt as if he was in a big stove, and the temperature on his body was so high that it was scary.

Ah, it's so hot! Why is it so hot? In order to relieve this discomfort, she began to stretch her hand to the collar and pull it down hard, revealing her white and seductive collarbone, but it was not cool at all. A rustling sound rang out, and the red gauze on the outside fell lightly to the ground, revealing her snow-white shoulders and slender arms as long as jade, exuding the ultimate temptation. Such a erotic scene had long caused the hormones of men who were not able to control themselves to soar. Some hungry ghosts had long been able to endure the blood gushing, and they were so uncomfortable that they wanted to vent.

But is that enough? Qinyin continued, and Huarong's hand slowly stretched toward his waist...

"Bang!" A delicate wine glass hit Huarong's hand the moment she was about to untie her belt. In an instant, Huarong's white hand was red and swollen, and the pain was pierced, and finally pulled back her lost mind.

"Zheng!" As Hua Rong came back to his senses, the lingering sound of the piano came to an abrupt end. Qin Jiu sat upright behind the piano, and glanced at Hua Rong's emperor's uncle with black and white eyes, with waves surging in his eyes.

"I, why am I like this?" Facing the disheveled clothes and sarcastic sarcasm of high or low in front of everyone, Hua Rong felt so at a loss and shame for the first time.

She hugged her shoulders tightly and couldn't help her trembling body. She blushed for the first time and begged to look at the Regent of Nanli. She was afraid of the emperor since she was a child, but her weak and helpless appearance made him frown in disgust.

He snorted dissatisfiedly, his cold and hard voice was as sharp as a blade, which made Hua Rong, who wanted to ask for help at this time, shivered: "Why don't you put on your clothes and take them off? What's the point of standing here that embarrassingly?"

"Woo!" Hua Rong could no longer bear this rebuke from his emperor's uncle. He quickly picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on his body, covered his face, and ran out crying.

"Tsk tsk, it's really cold!"

After muttering in a low voice, Qin Jiu stretched out, supported her chin with one hand, and squinted her eyes slightly. The lazy sitting posture like a cartilage animal was really different from the people sitting upright on the hall.

Rong Huan, who was sitting beside her, naturally heard her words, coughed softly, and leaned closer to her and whispered: "Restrain your temper. This man is Hua Yi, the regent of Nanli. His martial arts and power are unfathomable. Don't provoke him unless you have to!"

After being solemnly warned by him, Qin Jiu curled her lips and muttered: "What should I do if I want to punch his beautiful face?"

Rong Huan: “…”

Regardless of her two acts of offense, Rong Huayao glanced at the Nanli Regent Huayao with a calm face, pursed her lips, and the deepness in her eyes became a little more serious. I hope that Huayao would not do too much this time in the palace banquet, otherwise, he would not mind the sword to guide Nanfang and fight him again!

There were fewer flies at the palace banquet, which naturally made people feel much better. As the cups were filled, everyone was slightly drunk. Because the old emperor did not drink, he stroked his drunken forehead and ordered Prince Rong Zhan and Prince Jing Rong Huan to call envoys from various countries, and the eunuch in charge helped him back to the bedroom.

Without the emperor's constraints, the prince Rong Zhan, who had been sitting upright on the emperor's side, took away Qin Jiu's humility and taciturn when he first met him, and became domineering.

Raising his wine glass, his eyes were like torches, his spirit was flying, as if he was as proud as the king of a country: "Dear envoys, today I am here to attend my father's 60th birthday. Rong Zhan, on behalf of my father, I would like to express my sincere thanks to you again!"

He walked briskly to Nanli, Ximing, and Dongxiao in front of the three countries' missions, and looked at Hua Yao, Huangfu Lingyun and Ye Yuhuang, and then he walked to Prince Jing Ronghuan with pride and raised his eyebrows proudly, laughing: "The Seventh Emperor has worked so hard during this period! I have really struggled a lot for my father's 60th birthday. Today I am here to greet you!"

Hearing the deep meaning of his words, Rong Huan's mouth curled slightly, but his smile was not in his eyes: "The prince and the prince are serious. I am doing it for his father, so why do I have to work hard? If the prince and the prince want to drink and chat with me, I will accompany you at any time!"

"You!" Prince Rong Zhan, who was choking by Rong Huan, was so angry that he was not against him. He secretly clenched his fists, and then suppressed his anger and laughed: "What the seventh brother said is that his brother should communicate more with each other for nothing, so as to avoid being laughed at by outsiders, thinking that the young master Qin in the seat next to you is your closest brother."

"Ha!" What's the matter with you two brothers? Frowning his eyebrows. Qin Jiu, who had no appearance, heard the prince's words badly, immediately stood up, held Rong Huan's arm with both hands, and smiled extremely brightly.

"Your Highness, are you jealous? Oh, there is no way, who made me like Qinjiu so loved by everyone, and flowers bloom, so admired everywhere you go! So, it is also very tired to be too outstanding." She sighed with a sad face and continued, "Your Highness, Prince, do you know that they actually envy you!"

"Huh?" Rong Zhan frowned. He was so angry that he was just hit by her unintentional words. At this time, she was so "commendation" that she really made him feel a little nervous!

"Oh! Your Highness, the prince, I really envy you. Look at your appearance, um, I can barely catch the eyes of most people. Although I can't rebuild it again, at least there are too many infatuated men and women who are stubborn and entangled with you. As for talent, I forgive you for not discovering it, and I advise you not to show it too much. You don't know how tired it is to be a person who is too talented to be admired by too many people! So look at me, in order not to let too many people admire me, I covered my face with a low profile. When I encounter anything, I don't like someone. I like to rush up to show off, otherwise this will be too great and too inferior to you ordinary people!"

After the words came, there was a slight sneer in the hall. Rong Huan quietly pulled down her clutches and opened a distance from her. Gui Ning, who was standing behind her, kept cramping his mouth, and he was silently ashamed: After following such a rude master, he really had no face to face the ancestors!

The prince Rong Zhan, who was "envied" by her, was even more angry and turned pale. "You, dare you slander me? Do you dare to humiliate me as ugly and talented?"

"Ha, did I say that?" He raised his lips jokingly. Qin Jiu's eyebrows and eyes were curved at this time, and she was in a good mood like a fox who had stole the fishy fish, which was in a sharp contrast with the prince Rong Zhan who was so angry that he vomited blood.

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Princess Nanli, Princess Beifeng, and Xiao Jiuer's poisonous tongue mode is hotly opened.
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