Host, You're Targeted

A quarter of an hour later, the emperor and the queen sat down, and the Palace Banquet finally began.

Li Ying, who suffered a lot from Qi Ding's repeated attacks, was finally saved.

Li Xuan sat on the high platform and watched the Royal relatives and some high-ranking ministers at the bottom. After making a few simple remarks about the emperor's feelings before the banquet, he announced the dancers to dance.

As soon as the eunuch's voice fell, the women holding the Pipa and supporting the zither began to play music.

Accompanied by the music appeared in front of the public, there are also dancers stepping on the dance steps and gossamer.

For a moment, all the guests put down their cakes and looked up to see the dancers.

A group of carefully selected dancers with concave and convex figures danced in the tune with blue gauze, sometimes flying like a swallow, sometimes turning into butterfly wings. The dance steps under their feet are varied and gorgeous, which makes people laugh.

However, Qi Ding is in such a beautiful scenery, and he only cares about chewing cakes. It seems that the graceful dancer is not attractive to him at all.

In contrast, the rest of the audience, especially the young men of his age, all stare at the beautiful women without blinking, and their attention is disturbed by the complicated dancer.

Oh, except Li Ying, who has been drinking tea coldly and leisurely.

Qi Ding chewed a piece of cake and looked at it for a while, then lowered his head to exchange for another kind of cake.

There's no other reason, it's just that he's completely turned into a broken sleeve who has lost interest in women.

Therefore, even if he has been claiming to be a collector of beautiful things, seeing these beautiful women now gives rise to a feeling of aesthetic fatigue.

And in his opinion, the best person in the game is Li Ying!

How on earth did this man have a cheek that overshadowed all these beautiful women?

The music and dance continued, but Qi Ding held a piece of cake and turned to stare at Li Ying.

Li Ying, who has been sipping tea for a long time, suddenly seems to be sensing something. Holding the tea cup in his five fingers, he leaves his lips and looks up at Qi Ding.

So their eyes met in the air and ran into each other's eyes.

The music changed suddenly, from "the little string cut like a whisper" to "the silver bottle suddenly broke, and the water slurry burst out". The dancing posture of the dancers also changed suddenly. For a moment, the blue gauze and black hair mingled together. In the process of dancing, the dancers showed a faint white skin.

The three colors meet together to form a dynamic beauty, which makes the guests clap their hands.

Li Ying put down his tea cup and raised his eyebrows at Qi Ding. His eyes showed a trace of doubt and exploration. It seemed that he was asking why Qi Ding didn't watch the dance, but wanted to see him.

Qi Ding also followed his action of putting down the cup, holding the half piece of cake left in his hand and putting it on the plate. Then he laughed and winked at him, revealing the cunning and playful in his eyes, and then said a word in silence.

Look.

Qi Ding was stunned for two seconds. He seemed to be thinking about what he was saying. After two seconds, he seemed to react and his eyes were covered with a layer of anger.

He immediately glared at Qi Ding, turned his head and didn't look at him. He looked like a little girl who was trampled and played on the road.

With this cognition, Qi Ding immediately hid his face and laughed.

Everyone's attention was on the dancer. Qi Dingwu laughed for a moment. Li Ying, who was upset by his smile, threw a melon seed at him and hit him on the forehead.

Qi Ding looked at the melon seed that fell on his forehead and fell on the ground. His smile was even worse. He took the opportunity to move the melon seed to Li Ying's side.

"Your Highness, give it back to you."

Li Ying was so angry that he rolled his eyes. "Are you in a bad mood?"

Qi Ding was still smiling, "Your Highness, are you in a bad mood? Or are these beauties not to your taste? Coincidentally, I don't like these beauties either. I think you are more beautiful than them

Before Li Ying had a word to say, Qi Ding finished a dialogue on his own, and the last sentence didn't sound like praising him, but it was like scolding him.

"Qi Ziyan!"

Qi Ding: "ah! What do you want from your highness? "

He said this with a smile on his face and his hand stretched out to eat a piece of cake on the table.

Li Ying was immediately blocked by the smile on his face and couldn't say a word.

As the saying goes, stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling face person. What's more, the smiling face man still smiles so well in front of so many people.