After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 535 He's Not Qualified Now, Isn't He?

But in the past few days, he didn't say a word to her properly, and he didn't even have a chance to tell her about that matter.

He knew that with her nature, if she knew that Nan Si had done everything before, she would definitely retaliate to her heart's content.

But even so, he couldn't let her live in danger.

At this moment, Yin Jiuqing suddenly got up and walked towards him.

Gu Qingyu frowned slightly, the one instinctively needed to hold her hand, as if thinking of something, she let it go silently.

He is not qualified now, is he?
Yin Jiuqing came to him and looked at him with downcast eyes.

"Xiao, Xiaojiu?" He called her anxiously.

Yin Jiuqing acted as if he didn't hear it, but silently handed over the brocade box in his hand, "Happy birthday."

The simple four words explained the reason for everything.

Li Cang's pupils shrank slightly, and for a moment, they were extremely sour.

After so many years, except for the deceased master, this is the first time anyone remembers his birthday.

Raising his hand, he took the brocade box with complicated eyes.

Open it, and inside is a string of smooth polished linden beads.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he wanted to say something, but saw that she had returned to his seat.

Just as Yin Jiuqing sat down, the sour voice of the man beside him rang out.

"You have never seriously prepared a gift for this king!"

"..." Yin Jiuqing raised her eyebrows and glanced at her, "Eat."

Gu Qingyu: "..."

At this moment, a melodious music sounded.

Then, a woman slowly entered the hall.

There is a faint smile on the corner of her lips, a little red lips on the pink face, her expression is hesitant to speak, her beauty is like pink peach petals, and her demeanor is like an orchid.

Wearing a pink and elegant long dress, her black hair is like a waterfall on the side, and she has an elegant face with no makeup and a faint smile.

She came to the center of the hall, saluted Nan Rong, and then danced slowly to the music.

That dancing posture is agile and elegant, as elegant as the light snowflakes in the sky, and as elegant as a fairy who grows lotus every step of the way.

Qing Gaoman dances, sings and dances. With her long eyebrows, beautiful eyes, fingers, and waist, she shakes with the steps on her bun, and the kilt around her waist, with her delicate dance steps, and the ringing bells, moving slowly like a light cloud , spinning like a whirlwind.

In that dazzling pace, it seems to dance out the joys and sorrows in the poems.

After the dance, she suddenly took a step forward, and saluted Nan Rong, the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager.

"An Yue pays homage to the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

"The empress dowager, the empress dowager is a thousand years old."

"Pingshen." Nan Rong spit out two words lightly.

At this moment, the Empress Dowager's voice sounded at the right time, "An Yue, come quickly and let Ai's family see, you've grown up."

There was a touch of shyness on her face, but she came to the Empress Dowager gracefully.

The queen mother sized her up, suddenly laughed lowly, and said like a joke, "Anyue and the emperor haven't seen each other for many years, and now, they have grown up so much, the more they look at it, the more they look like the mother of the country. "

As she said that, she suddenly looked at Nan Rong, "Your Majesty, are you right?"

Nan Rong glanced over An Yue lightly, and met her smiling eyes, and turned his gaze elsewhere.

"Sister An Yue is still young, the queen mother doesn't have to rush to marry her off."

Looking at that scene, Yin Jiuqing blinked slightly.

(End of this chapter)