Chapter 379 Big Wedding Banquet ([-])

The entire process of the carriage parade took two hours. There was a performance in the palace, and the envoys and ministers from various countries who came to watch the ceremony were invited to watch the performance and wait for the carriage to return.

On the stage, Empress Dowager Yan sat in the middle, surrounded by the emperor and empress, while the other harem concubines were all at the back.

In the audience are envoys, ministers and their family members.

In the middle of the stage, nine dancers with tulle faces and exotic-style dance skirts twisted their waists and danced gracefully.

The nine dancers wore clothes that looked like Western Regions. Their upper body was a short red corset dotted with sparkling light sheets, and a circle of small bells fell below the corset, non-stop following the dancing posture. The ground rang; the lower body was tulle pants of the same color, and a pair of bare feet stepped on the ground, which made the skin even fairer.

Especially the dancer in the middle, with charming dancing posture and provocative demeanor, with fair skin like snow and small and charming jade feet.

Zuo Junyao seemed familiar to her.

Although everything below the eyes was covered, she could be sure just by those winking eyes that she had definitely seen this person before, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

I saw that the dancer girl in the middle looked at the stage with both eyes, which made people dreamy.

Just turning around, when she saw the position of the prince in the audience, her eyes were so obsessed.

As a result, when she looked at Zuo Junyao, Zuo Junyao finally remembered who she was.

Who is it but Nie Yingqiu that hides the resentment in his eyes?

It's just that Zuo Junyao didn't understand, what Master Nie wanted to do, why did he let his daughter dance in thin clothes at this kind of palace banquet several times?

It's not like Zuo Junyao didn't feel how hostile she was to herself, and she could even guess why.

But it was because of this that she didn't understand, if Nie Yingqiu really fell in love with Duan Wang, how could she do such a thing?And her father used to be a deputy in the Ministry of War under the command of King Duan. Isn't it normal to want to marry his daughter to his boss?If that's the case, then why would you let your daughter dance in such little clothes for others to see?
Or is she wrong?Nie Yingqiu actually didn't want to marry Mo Jiuxiao?Or maybe someone else is the son-in-law in her father's mind?
Zuo Junyao couldn't help but glanced sideways at Nie Qian, and found that this man was proudly watching her daughter scratching her head and posing on it, and would raise her head to look up at the stage from time to time.

Zuo Junyao frowned slightly.

That Nie Qian wouldn't want to let his daughter climb high, right?
She was thinking about it when she heard Zuo Junjin speak again, her tone full of jealousy.

"That Nie Yingqiu is really shameless! She even danced this kind of dance on such an occasion. If I go up, I must dance better than her!" She couldn't help imagining the scene of herself dancing on the stage in colorful clothes in her mind, and Off stage, Mo Zhanyang will be fascinated by her.

"Silly daughter! You are a lady of the prime minister's mansion, how can you compare yourself with the daughter of a military servant? Not to mention that you dance better than her, even if you are not as good as her, you can't be treated as a dancer on such an occasion anyway." The dancer is dancing!" Shen Rou glanced at the dancer on the stage with disdain, and softly taught Zuo Junjin a lesson.

"I also think the sisters on stage are so beautiful!" Zuo Junyuan said without knowing his face.

"What do you know!" Shen Rou rolled her eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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