Prince,Goodbye

Oh, my God, it's going to be bright soon.

The white days of the underworld are always gray.

But today, this gray is a little more bright, just as Fengdu City countless women's shy mood, bud to be released, very beautiful.

On the morning of this day, Fengming never finished the affairs of the government, and then let the courtiers move to the imperial garden.

At that time, all the women who came to the draft had come to the royal garden to wait.

Far away, it is like a colorful butterfly, beautiful.

Seeing these women, many courtiers showed a happy look.

For many of these women are from the families of these courtiers.

Once the beautiful women were selected, the courtiers became relatives of the Ming emperor.

They had heard early that the people of the outside world, each hand, a lot of, power is directly forced the emperor of the world.

Every time they hear such a legend, they are yearning for it.

It is the heart does not want to replace the mind, but the people also hope that they can and Ming emperor adults to have a relationship.

The most convenient way to get involved is to send the women in the house into the palace.

Whether it is a sister or a sister, or their own daughter, as long as they can bring benefits to them, they will see these women every time in the future, they will kneel down their luggage, and all the courtiers recognize them.

Soon, the people in the Phoenix world under the leadership of the absolute, into the royal garden.

After entering the imperial garden, many courtiers showed a surprising expression.

Because, there are no flowers in the underworld.

Except for the other shore flowers unique to the Ming Dynasty, other delicate flowers can not survive at all.

But the original garden in the growth of this, but only a piece of other flowers, there is no other vegetation can compete with the other flower.

But at present, there is no other flower in the imperial garden.

Yes, but many courtiers can not call flowers.

Beautiful, delicate, in the breeze under the wind, swaying posture.

It is no inferior to stay with the beautiful girls in the field.

"This is What's the matter? "

The ministers were puzzled.

Bowen a pair of indifferent eyes in these flowers swept, at first was very surprised.

But soon, he was in a flash.

The old medicine obviously did not know the existence of these flowers, now I see, and I feel surprised.

Soon, he thought of something, sneering: "the worm carving skills."

Aware of the surprise of the courtiers, Feng Ming squints his eyes slightly, and smiles very happily: "these are all the pen of Ning'er."

Wen Yan, the original face of happy courtiers, immediately like things just swallowed a fly, feel disgusting can not.

The impudent woman

Feng Ming never felt the emotions of the people. He sat down in front of the seat he had prepared in the morning, and said softly, "start."

This final round of draft shows, in fact, there is no special process. They will not test the cultural governance of these women, nor their martial arts. As long as they perform their talents, they can.

Seeing Feng Ming is absolutely ready, there will be a palace man in front of him immediately, pulling the voice of the duck: "please arrange the team according to their serial number, and after a little preparation, you can start the performance."

A few minutes later, the women stood in a row.

The duckling saw the Phoenix in the throat, and saw the Phoenix Ming Jue slightly, and he pointed out, "please give the art to miss Ning Caiwei."

With the voice of the palace people falling, a woman immediately came out of the queue.

She looked at Feng Ming with a shy face and began her own performance.

What she is going to perform is a dance.

In fact, before entering the palace, the show women to perform the track, has been reported.

Wanxiufang will arrange special assistance personnel according to the performance track of these girls.

For example, if these women are going to perform singing and dancing, they will arrange the musicians in the palace to rehearse accordingly, so that they can play music for these people on the day of performance.

Of course, if it's painting, sword dancing, etc., they can't help.

With the sound of bamboo, Ning Caiwei twisted up her waist.

Soon, a beautiful dance appeared in front of the public.

Ning Caiwei's waist is very soft, dancing, a pair of beautiful eyes shy with timidity, from time to time glance at the Phoenix dark absolute eyes, full of love.

A few minutes later, the dance is over.

Ning Caiwei stopped and her chest was rolling. The part of you Ao people was up and down with her rapid breath, which was very attractive.

She secretly observed the expression of Phoenix, nervous and excited.A few days ago, she offended Cong Yue, so she was expelled from the palace, but also implicated her beautiful girl did not get the good face of the Emperor Ming.

Originally, she thought that she had been cold, this last round, she should have no hope.

To my surprise, she was informed to enter the palace for the final draft.

When she thought of the rumors that had been making a lot of noise recently, she felt very relieved.

That damned condensation month is just a stranger. It's ridiculous that she dares to compete with these local women for your favor!

Look, is that what's going on?

So, until the last moment, no one knows what the end will be.

Can laugh to the last, is the life winner!

It was the king who reprimanded her a few days ago in order to condense the moon, so what?

Today, is not the gentleman looking at her from the perspective of men looking at women?

She believed that with her beauty, talent and family background, the emperor would definitely choose her to enter the palace!

As soon as the idea fell, she heard the voice of Feng Ming Jue: "yes."

The voice of indifference, without any tenderness, is totally different from the look of coquettish and cute when facing the condensation month a few days ago.

Ning Caiwei was stunned. She raised her head boldly. A pair of eyes were waiting greatly because she couldn't believe it: "king, why is this? Am I not a good dancer

Feng Ming is not willing to pay attention to her, and makes a look at the palace people beside her. The palace people immediately call in the guards and drag Ning Caiwei out of the imperial garden.

Seeing this, one of the courtiers immediately became weak.

Feng Ming Jue looks still light: "next."

This time, there are 120 beautiful women who participated in the final selection, and they performed a variety of talents.

Some danced, some sang, some lacked the flute, some played and some drew.

Whenever a woman performs, Feng Ming Jue's sight will look at the courtiers.

Among the 120 beautiful women, some were eliminated and some were left behind.

When Fei Ling was the last one to play, there were only ten girls left.

Originally, felling was very nervous.

After all, everyone in the underworld knows that the emperor's love for Leng girl is unique.

He had never seen any other woman except Leng.

Feiling also thought that the Emperor Ming was forced by the pressure of her father and the two elders, and had to go through the stage and make a show.

Unexpectedly, the Lord of the underworld actually selected ten excellent women.

This shows that his love for the condensation month is not as firm as imagined.

Ferring was relieved.

She has already had the assurance of her father, and now she has to know that there is a rift between Jun Shang and Cong Yue, which greatly increases her confidence in herself.

The courage lost before, also at this moment all returned to the heart.

She believed that the reason why you didn't pay more attention to her in the past was that he had been sleeping too long and didn't understand her excellence.

As long as you have seen her excellent, you will never forget her again!

When she walked to the center of the stage, she said to Feng Ming: "my Lord, what the minister and daughter performed is a dance named The Phoenix dances for nine days. "

As she fell last, she began to move.

Slender waist swaying, a pure white dress instantly turned into a noble golden red like Phoenix.

Long sleeves swing, vigorous and powerful, but also has a woman's unique soft posture.

The sound of drums, the sound of Xiao is strong, and the sound of Qin is melodious and graceful.

They are magnified infinitely with her movements.

At this moment, all things in the world have lost their luster in people's eyes.

In the eyes of all the people, there is only the man who dances gracefully.

Except

The Phoenix is dead.

His cold eyes swept over all the courtiers and saw that although all of them were fascinated by Fei Ling's dance, they were just simple appreciation and shock of beautiful things.

But there is only one person. In appreciation and shock, there are other complicated emotions.

Like love, but also like heartache.

Finally, all the complex emotions were buried in the bottom of his eyes. With the wine in the cup, he swallowed it fiercely.

Feng Ming never hook lips, already know.

Finally, Fei Ling finished the dance and paid homage to Feng Ming.

It was the same dance, and her dance was more difficult, but at this time, she did not have the appearance of a bit of effort.

The breath is smooth and not disordered.

Although the small face slightly red, but not because of strenuous exercise, but because of shame.

Feng Ming absolutely clapped and chuckled: "very good."

Among the 120 beauties, only Fei Ling was praised.This seems to be a terrible signal.

Fei Lingjiao's body trembled, and her pretty face became more red.

This is

Will you see her?

The medicine old man also laughs very happy: "it seems, the gentleman in the heart already had the care."

"Indeed." Feng Ming absolutely slightly nodded: "Fei Ling, stay."

Hearing this, all the courtiers were not surprised.

After all, even some local officials' women have been retained. There is no reason why Fei Ling, such an excellent woman, will not be selected.

Now, eleven of the remaining girls have been selected. The next step is to let them go home and prepare. Only on a good day, they can go into the palace to serve the Emperor Ming.

At this point, it should be over.

Feng Ming was about to open his mouth, but the old man suddenly said, "you, the old minister has an unfeeling request. I hope you will accept it."