From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 107 Rolling Jealousy

The sound of the drums was as urgent as raindrops, and the crackling roar, Feng Junran's dance, with a strong air and domineering force, followed quickly like lightning, those dark eyes were like two gemstones, looking over them fiercely, as if they could look into people bottom of my heart.

Ye Xiaoxiao just stared at it like this, sitting upright, her peach blossom eyes were dark and deep, looking at the handsome and indifferent person on the stage from a distance, the drum beats fell one after another, each sound seemed to fall in the bottom of her heart, the shocking sound fell on the The eardrums fell on her heart, making her whole body shake.

Beautiful, very beautiful, the unique beauty of men, with neat strength, bursting out with a beautiful masculine posture.

When the drumbeat stopped suddenly, the rest of the dancers rushed onto the stage, announcing the start of the group dance, and even though this indifferent man was buried in the crowd, he was still the most outstanding one.

There is no reason, only this person's aura is unmatched by anyone.

In the entire hall, the young girls all held their breath, staring blankly at the young and strong men on the stage, dancing masculine and powerful.

On the pure golden dragon chair, Feng Jiang watched the Nuo dance on New Year's Eve with satisfaction. His sons were leading the dance in front. No matter who they were, they made him feel proud. This is his son of Feng Jiang, worthy of being entrusted to the future emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty!

When the drumbeat stopped, the dancers on the stage retreated one after another. Dufeng Junran stood on the stage, his full and strong long arms took off the mask on his face, in the dim light, his black eyebrows and starry eyes reflected the bright red The lantern, like the blood-colored glow, is cold, hard and indifferent, and finally condenses into a thick black silhouette that cannot be melted away, showing its sharpness.

However, this handsome man still raised his eyebrows, glanced at the mat, raised his arm, and the blood-colored mask drew a beautiful arc in the air, and finally fell into the arms of the rabbit .

The wisteria on the top of the head trembled slightly, the little man lowered his head, and stuck the wooden mountain mask on his fingertips. He could still feel the temperature of the person on the mask, and the faint smell of ambergris seemed to soak the mask , rushed over one after another, making people's hearts unbearably relieved.

When I looked up, there was no one on the stage, and even the musicians around the stage disappeared without a trace. Turning my head to look, the gazes of the people on the table, some were blatantly looking over, and some were sneaking over. Yes, the tender rabbit turned its head to look, the old lady looked at it with a smile, and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiao, this is the mask of the gods. The gods gave it to you, and it is yours."

A few words, not high or low, but just enough for everyone to hear, this is a mask given to her by God, not Feng Junran, not personal, so everyone can no longer have any extra thoughts.

The old lady glanced at the table, this is the treasure of their first-class officials, those who have bad ideas or good ideas, take all your thoughts back!

Fortunately, not long after, the singing and dancing continued, and the dancers changed their clothes and took their seats one by one.

On New Year's Eve, the reunion dinner is full of civil and military affairs, enjoying the joy with the sky.

Among the ladies of the second-class uncle's family, only Wang Qian was not able to attend the banquet. Wang Ying sat at the head of the female family members. She looked at the tender rabbit with her beautiful eyes and waited for the end of the song. The wine glass slowly moved to Ye Xiaoxiao's side, and said with a smile: "Little sister, I'll accompany you for my sister's sake." After saying that, she raised her head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The tender rabbit blinked, tilted its head to look at the old grandmother, the old lady handed her a cup of hot tea, and said with a smile: "She is still young, so she uses tea instead of a bar!"

Wang Ying's dark eyes flickered, but she just smiled after all: "The old lady is right."

Toasting others with tea instead of wine is obviously not showing face, but the old lady said this, so she had no choice but to agree, watching the tender rabbit holding the teacup, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Xiao Xiao doesn't think there is any problem with Sister Wang Qian. It's just that on New Year's Eve this year, it's not easy to refuse a toast. Sister Ying doesn't have to talk about it in the future. After all, it has never happened before."

Hearing that Wang Ying's face changed slightly, it seemed that she had been entangled in this matter, thinking that today was New Year's Eve, Wang Ying could only retreat in embarrassment.

Ye Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, looked down at the elbow in the bowl, and subconsciously licked the corner of her mouth.

holiday?She has nothing against Wang Qian, and it was Wang Qian who came to trouble her. If this woman hadn't gone too far, she wouldn't have fought back one by one. Besides, the old ancestor said in the book, others hit you left and right. Face, you can't foolishly show your right cheek and then hit someone, you should hit back hard, until he doesn't dare to move his mind to you anymore.

But... Tender Rabbit glanced at Wang Ying who was retreating. She felt that this slap was still falling. Wang Qian had already been slapped by her sister and sent into the firewood room. She couldn't even attend the banquet. join.

It seems that this is the person who should be on guard.

"Little sister, I also offer you a toast. It's okay for my sister to replace wine with tea!"

Turning around, the person who spoke was Zhu Yunbi. At the banquet this year, Zhu Yunbi's elder brother Zhu Chengyou was lucky enough to be selected to dance a Nuo dance. You can see that Zhu Qing was full of joy, and Ye Xiaoxiao also held it up. Teacup, drink it all in one gulp.

"I'm really envious of my sister, who can get this mountain-opening mask. It is said that after the Nuo Dance every year, whoever gets this mask will have good luck in the coming year." Zhu Yunbi smiled generously, and he was full of envy for Ye Xiaoxiao, The tender rabbit will pass the mask over: "If you like it, then give it to you."

"How can this work?" Zhu Yunbi quickly waved his hands: "Then what, I can't ask for it!"

After finishing speaking, the person ran away in a hurry, as if he was afraid of something?
What about that?Tender Rabbit frowned slightly, looked up, Feng Yiran was sitting opposite him, looking straight at the mask in her hand with a pair of eyes.

Feng Yiran was very annoyed, no matter whether Feng Junran intended it or not, Ye Xiaoxiao had already proposed marriage to him, and by this time a year later, they would already be husband and wife!And what's the deal with flirting in front of him like this? !
As if sensing His Royal Highness's displeasure, the tender rabbit gave him a sweet smile, and the big wisteria hairpin on his head shone slightly in the night, bringing out a brilliant color.

In the palace, how can there be any sincerity?Instead of looking for a close friend here, it would be faster to go to the Temple of Mercy to pray for Buddha.

"Father, there are songs and dances, how can there be no poems to add to the fun? I heard that the elder brother is still obsessed with his studies in Zhuzhou, so how about writing a poem and enjoying yourself for the father?"

Feng Yiran looked at Feng Junran who was in the first place, but the hidden jealousy in her chest was slowly boiling and rolling.

(End of this chapter)