Ranbai just glanced at him and withdrew his gaze, "I'm not interested." He also commented objectively: "Shangjia."

"Oh?" Mo Liyan was very interested. His eyes seemed to be drunk, and his eyes were slightly attracted by the dark and beautiful pupils, as if he was soaking in a jar of sake. "I think it's very good."

After a pause, he murmured again, the tone was like smoke, with wisps of wisps floating invisible: "It's a pity that I can imitate the dance posture, but I can't imitate the character..."

He spoke very low, as if he was talking to himself, his tone was fainting, and his tone was a bit unexplained, but Ranbai heard it clearly.

Imitation?

Who to imitate?

I didn't notice that Mo Qingcang, who was sitting on the high platform, suddenly became gloomy. The veins of his clenched fists burst out because of the creaking force.

Just when the dance moves to its most amazing moment, the dazzling figure surrounded by the middle is like a lotus, the posture of a willow willow, and the branches of the waist are twisted lightly while the red sleeves are waving.

But suddenly—

"Bang!"

The sound of the wine cup being smashed to the ground by someone was a little sharp, and it was also very clear in the atmosphere of endless string music, which was enough to show how much force the owner used.

And the owner who smashed the wine cup made them even more frightened.

The brightly lit hall showed a kind of dead silence in an instant.

"Enough!" Mo Qingcang had a gloomy face and scolded violently. After saying that, he started coughing violently, his chest fluctuated twice, and the crowned glass bead began to shake with his movements.

The dancing dancer was at a loss and all knelt on the ground humbly.

The guqin stopped playing instantly, and the scene was quiet, like an empty valley of no one.

All the dancers put their foreheads on the cold obsidian floor in the faintest posture, and their bodies were shaking slightly.

The imperial concubine who was originally smiling was slightly stunned, and she had no idea why Mo Qingcang suddenly got such a big temper.

She peeked at the emperor's face, her mind trembled, and she thought it was not good, so she quickly stood up and knelt down. Her slightly drooped neck and her skin was white and tender, and she said softly: "Where did I do not do it well? Why did the emperor get angry?"

Every word she said was like a charming silk, soft and soft, and it was heart-warming.

If it were in the past,

Mo Qingcang may calm his anger when he hears it, and may feel sorry for the beauty.

But now looking at the dance posture that was so familiar that he almost thought he was an old friend to return in an instant, Mo Qingcang could not control his anger in his heart. His eyes almost coldly swept over the confused ministers in the hall and swept over the kneeling dance posture.

Finally, he was sharply frozen on the noble man who was wearing a thick black brocade dress and was unmoved by the wine cup. He looked evil and cold, his thin lips were faintly curled. The pair of phoenix eyes that looked like an old friend were slanted with mountains and rivers, but they had a little more cold and evil spirit that was born in the imperial family.

Mo Qingcang stared at the incredible perfect face, as if through that face, he could see the charming look of a woman rolling up her sleeves and pouring wine for him.

At that moment,

Mo Qingcang stood up with a squeak, waved his sleeves and knocked over the porcelain plate of pastries in front of him, and angrily angrily ignored the face of the imperial concubine in front of everyone, saying, "Who asked you to play such a dance?"

People present.

I know, pretend not to know, and looked confused.

I don't know, but I'm really confused.

Today is the birthday banquet of the imperial concubine. All the matters, singing, dancing and wine utensils, were arranged by the imperial concubine.

If Your Majesty was really angry because of such a dance, the Imperial Concubine would inevitably be vented.

"Emperor..." The imperial concubine opened her beautiful eyes, as if she was a little unbelievable. The man who had always pityed her was actually angry at her at her birthday party. She faced the stern and majestic expression of the emperor. Her body shook, and finally knelt on the ground with a pale face: "I don't know, please forgive me!"

"His Majesty, calm down." The queen next to her knew that she could not sit like this anymore, so she calmly knelt down. Yu Guang glanced at the imperial concubine with a bad face. A sarcastic curve was spread on the corner of her lips, and it was fleeting, as if she was as dignified as ever.

But Mo Qingcang's eyes did not focus on the imperial concubine, but stared at the only prince present who was leisurely and elegant and indifferent.

at last,

He sneered and left with a fury.

Today, the emperor was still very conspiring and wise when he was young, but the more he became, the more stupid and violent his temperament became, and the courtiers became accustomed to it.

It's just this matter today...

It's unusual no matter how you look at it.

This dance...

The imperial concubine looked at Mo Qingcang's figure leaving, and her face turned pale. She knew that all her glory and wealth came from this man, so she didn't care about the banquet and the eyes of others. She stumbled and stood up and chased her out. The golden butterfly swayed with her unstable steps and hit the side face.

As the most noble existence at the palace banquet and the birthday star at the palace banquet have left, the atmosphere at the banquet instantly became a little dull and weird, and the subtle feeling filled the magnificent hall without realizing it.

At this time,

The only person in charge at the scene was the queen. Of course, the queen would not choose to leave at this time. She smoothed the wrinkles on the phoenix robe, stood calmly, stood on the platform and watched this scene, smiled slightly, and first said to the dancer who was trembling like duckweed on the water: "Forget it, you go down first."

Danny, who had been frightened from the beginning to now, felt relieved when he heard this sentence, kowtowed and thanked him repeatedly, and then lowered his head and went into panic. She was not as charming as she had just started on the stage. She kept lowering her head and walked out of the hall. Yu Guang glanced at the direction where Mo Liyan was, and seemed to be just an illusion, leaving without looking sideways.

The banquet continued with the announcement of the queen, among the people with different thoughts, but it was not long before the scene was closed.

Although the person who said that the incident was his biological mother was his biological mother, Mo Yelei sat very steadily, as if nothing had happened, but the sinisterness surged out of his eyes was dull?

At the end of the banquet,

Seeing that the good show had come to an end, Mo Liyan put down the exquisitely crafted and cold wine cup and left the banquet first with boredom.

Away from carved beams and painted pillars, the luxurious and lively hall, all the songs and dances of silk and bamboo stopped, as if they had never appeared, and the palace became much quieter.

Walk out of the hall,
Chapter completed!