Chapter 64
Qiao Qingdai and Jiang Chengyan were bickering back and forth like this, and the Mongolian envoys on the opposite side were also non-stop.

Princess Naya has been staring at Jiang Chuchen since she entered the door. What Jiang Chuchen hates the most now is foreigners. He is usually a clean and self-sufficient person. Seeing Princess Naya today, she wished to stick her eyes to him, in order to avoid this person , he deliberately pretended to be lewd and stared at the diva on the field.

Seeing that this person kept looking at the diva on the stage, Naya burst out with jealousy. What Grandma said was true, the women in the Central Plains are all vixens.

She stood up suddenly, and then respectfully bowed to the emperor and queen, "I heard that there is a saying in Qianguo that reciprocity is a gift. Today, His Majesty Menggan gave us a warm welcome. Naya also wants to reciprocate and present a dance."

The emperor was happy to see the result, and waved his hand, "Sure!"

Qiao Qingdai looked at the princess curiously. She was dressed in a reddish-brown Mongolian riding outfit, with soft leather boots on her feet. Her hair was turned into many braids and scattered behind her back. There was a cinnabar-colored chicken-blood forehead decoration on her forehead, and she was full of smiles. , there is indeed a unique style in this hall.

Jiang Chengyan only glanced lightly, and said to Qiao Qingdai, "You are much prettier than her."

Qiao Qingdai took a sip of tea and ignored him.

"That's right!" he said again.

"Honey, can you shut up?" Qiao Qingdai asked him with a sneer.

Naya's dance has already begun.

She performed their unique Mongolian dance, spinning and jumping with the vast and high-pitched Mongolian music.

Her movements are gentle yet fit, dignified yet pretty, like a lovely eagle, waving a fiery red whip in her hand, like a spirit snake, dancing in the air with her movements.

Most of the dances in Qianguo are gentle and tactful. It is indeed rare to see such a flamboyant dance. It immediately aroused the interest of the people present and attracted a lot of attention.

The audience's eyes gave her great encouragement, she raised her eyebrows proudly at Jiang Chuchen, then flicked the whip, picked up a glass of wine and put it away again, as light as Yun Zhongyan turned around and landed on Jiang Chuchen Chen stepped forward, with a confident smile on his face, and offered the wine glass.

Qiao Qingdai found it funny, she never thought that Princess Naya would like someone as gentle as Jiang Chuchen.

Seeing her looking at Jiang Chuchen, Jiang Chengyan started to flirt with her again, looking at her with an unkind expression, but she was already immune and didn't take it to heart.

Jiang Chuchen looked at the cup handed to him, and then at the smiling flower-like person on the opposite side. He couldn't refuse for a while, so he took it bravely. Seeing this, Naya felt even happier.

It's just that she was slapped in the face before she was happy.

"Thank you princess for your kindness. This king took this glass of wine for the dead soldiers." After speaking, he showed a warm smile and poured the wine down.

The smile on Naya's face suddenly froze, and she watched the glass of wine she handed over with great joy spilled at her feet.

"Is the prince looking down on me?" She asked after a long time.

The smile on her face was gone, replaced by indifference and coldness.

There was a strange flash in Jiang Chuchen's heart, and he quickly regained his composure. He didn't want to have anything to do with foreigners, "Princess, I'm worrying too much. Today is a celebration banquet for the soldiers. I don't have any merit. You are ashamed to receive it, and you deserve to be in awe of the undead!"

Naya put her right hand on her chest, bowed her head, and returned to her seat.

Wuge didn't want to let it go. Although he and Naya were in different camps, and he didn't even want Naya's marriage to succeed, he could still tell the difference between internal and external troubles. Jiang Chuchen beat Meng Guo in public face, he couldn't swallow this breath.

(End of this chapter)

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