The tyrant is too fierce!I'm happy with my dear concubine

Chapter 6 The Chief Dragonfly Comes

The Qin Palace occupies an unknown amount of land, and there is a lush bamboo forest behind the Fuqu Palace.

The night shrouded the majestic and majestic palaces, Chu Zhiyu leaned against the window, and saw the moonlight as white as frost, and the wind was clear and the clouds were light.

And in her eyes, she saw a satin-like aura coming from the moon.

Add a bit of charm to the night.

Chu Zhiyu concentrated her attention carefully, eagerly absorbing the spiritual energy in the palace that was much thicker than in the mountains and forests.

When King Qin didn't summon her, Chu Zhiyu was happy and relaxed. During the day, she was in the palace with Lan Ye and the others, messing with meals and clothes, and at night, she worked hard at cultivating by her bedside.

"Ma'am, please see the aunt of Lefang."

"Le Fang?"

"Your Majesty likes the music of silk and bamboo, and indulges in singing and dancing, so he specially set up a music hall to support the acrobatics of singers and dancers."

When Chu Zhiyu took the seat, she saw Lan Ye leading a woman with a handsome appearance but an excellent figure, who was only in her twenties.

"Dragonfly in Nulefang has met Concubine Chu, please greet Concubine Chu."

There were only three of them in the hall, Chu Zhiyu nodded and cut straight to the point, "I don't know what's the matter with Miss Dragonfly?"

"Your Majesty will call the music hall every five days, and the singing and dancing will last all night. The next day will be the fifteenth day."

Although Dragonfly was kneeling on the ground, she looked at Chu Zhiyu with heavy eyes, "The girls in the harem all seize the opportunity to lead the dance, just to hope for His Majesty's favor."

"Come to surrender?"

It's a pity that Chu Zhiyu has no intention of competing for favor.

Dragonfly laughed suddenly, then bowed her head respectfully, "Your Majesty is joking, I have always been loyal to the Emperor, I only hope that Your Majesty will become a blockbuster in the future, win His Majesty's favor, and live up to His Majesty's wishes."

"I practiced dancing at the age of three, entered the palace at the age of six, and became the chief at the age of 15. If the empress needs it, I am willing to do my best."

"I'm bothering my mother, I'm waiting for the good news in the music hall."

Dragonfly left, the palace was silent, Lanye sighed, "No wonder Aunt Fang kept silent and didn't urge Empress, so they had already made arrangements."

Nanliang's eyeliner has actually invaded Qin Palace for many years.

This matter also reminded Chu Zhiyu.

"Just go."

Chu Zhiyu is not afraid of dancing at all, she knows more dances, but it's a pity that no one can see her real dance.

"only……"

Fifteen nights.

Chu Zhiyu used to be at his weakest on nights with a full moon, and would even reveal his real body uncontrollably.

But now her physical condition is complicated, and she has not transformed into her real body so far, so she just hopes that nothing will go wrong.
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Chu Zhiyu didn't intend to overwhelm the crowd, and her dance was astonishing, so she didn't pay attention when learning the dance from Dragonfly, and the dance was quite satisfactory.

Dragonfly was not satisfied, but could find nothing wrong with it.

Fortunately, she looked at Concubine Chu's face to comfort herself, as long as Concubine Chu stood there, she would be better than countless vulgar fans.

It is like a flower explaining a language, like a jade giving birth to a fragrance.

This time, she is delicate and charming, and her graceful lotus steps are always suitable.

On that day, Chu Zhiyu was sent to the soup pond by Aunt Fang after finishing her lunch. There were fresh and tender flower petals floating on the soup pond, with a dark fragrance floating inside.

The soaked Chu Zhiyu's cheeks were raw powder, and the skin was as tender as a peeled egg before it was released.

Aunt Fang took out the secret recipe for Chu Zhiyu to maintain her skin.

He didn't know where to bring out a well-made well-fitting dance dress for Chu Zhiyu to put on, and combed her hair and arranged her bun.

At the end of the tossing, Chu Zhiyu was like a walking corpse, her eyes were empty, and they all followed her.

When she was forced to prepare, King Qin frowned impatiently and reprimanded the imperial physician, and drank the bitter medicine without frowning.

"I've been drinking so many medicines for days, but it hasn't worked. It seems that your head is too stable on your head, and you want to stay in another place."

"Your Majesty, have mercy! Your Majesty, have mercy!"

Qin Sheng rinsed his mouth, with a little irritability on his brows, "Is Piandian ready?"

"Return to Your Majesty, this time the dancer is Concubine Chu."

(End of this chapter)