The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 777 Bianchen fish is your dish

In the white smoke, the lotus petals opened one after another, and in the end, all of them bloomed. In the misty white smoke, a peerless beauty stood in it, with long sleeves covering her face, independent from the world, just like a fairy in a fairyland.

The men have already looked straight at the eyes.

Tang Nineteen bit the sauced beef and poked Qu Tiange with his elbow: "It's beautiful, look twice, you can have good dreams at night."

"Heh." Qu Tiange was already used to being teased, so he just smiled lightly.

Everyone was waiting for the long sleeves on the beauty's face to fall, but seeing the beauty's soft waist, she made a very soft circle to the side, and then, with a leap of her legs, like a fairy descending from the lotus seat, she jumped onto the pasture , picked up the red cloth on the ground, and covered himself completely under the red cloth.

What are you doing?
However, this kind of half-concealment aroused the man's curiosity even more.

The red cloth is translucent, and under the candlelight, the graceful figure inside reveals a charming and sexy look.

The nine-day fairy who was pure and pure just now has turned into a charming and charming elf in the mortal world.

The drum music also became weird and sentimental, the body under the red cloth twisted like a spirit snake, but it was not gaudy, just like this drum music, it only made people feel sentimental and beautiful.

This part of the women's solo dance is wonderful.

People like Tang Nineteen, who knew little about dance, watched it with great interest.

More than a dozen dancers rushed in again when the music changed again, pulled the red cloth, and two yellow ribbons circled and flew out from the red cloth.

For a long time, no one could be seen, only the two ribbons were flying. When the drum music suddenly sounded heavy, the dancers pulled the red cloth and started to run wildly. Finally, the dancer showed his true face.

The sauced beef in Tang Nineteen's talk almost fell on the table.

She never thought that this fairy and elf would be Bian Chenyu.

The emperor was not surprised, but the empress dowager was amazed.

Men in the entire Southern Xinjiang, if they politely expressed their amazement when they saw the imperial concubine, then Tang Nineteen felt a bunch of souls floating in the sky the moment he saw the Bianchen fish, and every soul couldn't wait to be with Bianchen. The souls of the fish are fused together.

She looked a little unconfidently to see if the souls of the people around her were still there.

Then, she was unhappy.

The soul is there, but what does that expression mean?
Jealous, caring, unhappy?
Those frowning eyebrows, that cold face, just like Bian Chenyu showing his face in public, being loved and coveted by men, which made him very unhappy.

Tang Nineteen's mood suddenly turned bad.

But she didn't want to say anything.

Jealousy, huh, huh, she can't do it.

He has no more love for his old lover, what can she do?
Suddenly he remembered that night, in the backyard of Prince Rui's Mansion, Bian Chenyu was lying in Qu Tiange's arms and weeping.

Her heart became more and more panicked, even though she tried her best to comfort herself not to be so stingy, she couldn't be so stingy.

In the end, she didn't even bother to watch Bian Chenyu's dance.

All her attention was on the plate of beef.

It seems to turn grief and anger into appetite, eat faster and faster, and stuff more and more.

Knowing one hand, she held her chopsticks: "There are still dishes, eat less."

He actually thought that she was reincarnated from starvation.

"This dish is my dish. I like how we eat it. You should take care of your dish, so as not to be eaten by others."

(End of this chapter)