Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Jing Yirong walked out from behind Nalan Qingyi, climbed up the steps, and looked at Zha Zheng, who was limp on the ground, "What did you do, this falcon is chasing you?"

"Slave, I know my status is low. Ever since I worked under the Crown Princess, I never dared to do anything that would make my master lose my position. This slave just greeted the prime minister. Perhaps it was because the slave dirty the prime minister's eyes that Falcon came here. Dispose of slaves."

Zha Zheng knelt on the ground, his trembling body seemed to have not withdrawn from the fear just now. As a slave, his life was never his own.

Jing Yirong stood beside Zha Zheng, with a slightly angry face, "How dare he touch my people?"

Zha Zheng raised his head in surprise, even though he used to stay beside Huatang Empress, if the prime minister and other ministers wanted to punish them, then Huatang Empress would have no way to stop them, let alone get herself into trouble.

"What is he doing in the palace?" Jing Yirong suddenly remembered something and turned to Nalan Qingyi and asked.

Nalan Qingyi hurriedly explained, "I almost forgot to tell you that today is Xinyu's birthday, my father prepared a birthday banquet for Xinyu, and the prime minister probably came to the palace to attend the birthday banquet."

"So that's it," Jing Yi smiled lightly on his stunning face, "Xiao Yan, cook this falcon for me."

"Yirong." Nalan Qingyi immediately stepped forward nervously, "This is the prime minister's falcon, and I don't think he should punish the slaves in this way, but if you kill his falcon, if your father I'm afraid it's not easy to explain if I make a fuss in front of me."

Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Qingyi and snorted softly, "I never wanted to explain to anyone, I don't care if he is the prime minister or your father, as long as he touches me, he will pay the price. Nalan Qingyi, I miss you Forgot to tell you, in my world I am the master."

Nalan Qingyi didn't answer any more, there was more strangeness in his eyes, always at the moment when he thought he was about to know Jing Yirong, he would suddenly realize that he had never known this woman standing in front of him.

"Xiao Yan do as I said, let the cooks cook better." Jing Yirong ignored Nalan Qingyi and turned to Zha Zheng, "Stop kneeling, get up. Now you have to give me One thing is clear, you are my slave, even in this imperial city, your life can only be my own. Now go down and see the imperial doctor, don't lose my face when you attend the birthday banquet tonight .”

"Slave obeys," Zha Zheng felt relieved because of Jing Yirong's words. The Crown Princess seems ruthless, but she is much better than the many people in this palace who claim to be affectionate and righteous. At least the Crown Princess will treat her slaves well. Instead of being counted on the slaves in advance like other masters.

Nalan Qingyi knew that Jing Yirong could not be stopped, so he could only sigh secretly.

From the ostentation of the evening banquet, it can be seen how deeply Nalan Zhenhai loves this daughter. Almost everyone who has even the slightest relationship with the royal family is here, and there are many high-ranking officials and ministers. Beside her, she was dressed in a red cotton dress with a gold thread border, elegant and delicate, and what's more, she had a coquettish smile throughout the whole process.

Jing Yirong and Nalan Qingyi were sitting at the table closest to Nalan Zhenhai, and across the stage was the current Prime Minister Ge Jiangke who was more than [-] people!

The melodious and gentle music was played, and several scantily clad dancers entered the center of the crowd from all around. They bent down and slender, waving their long sleeves. Their graceful figures showed moving dancing postures, and everyone was dazzled by them. attracted by the situation.

Suddenly, a woman in a long gown in blue descended from the sky, with a graceful posture like a fairy falling into the dust.Graceful and graceful, her body is as light as a flying swallow as she walks through the crowd, so fast that people can't see her face clearly, and only feel a burst of fairy bones rushing towards her.

Finally, when the supporting dancer in red spreads out like petals, the woman in green spins like a spiral again, her blue clothes unfurl with the wind, reflecting a dim circle of light under the light, like a girl with wings spreading against the sun. Butterflies are moving and beautiful, more like a welcome to life.

At the end of the song, the woman stopped slowly, and her face was officially displayed in front of everyone. Her skin was whiter than snow, her lips were as delicate as bright, and her eyebrows were soft. She raised a soft and soft smile and bowed slightly. "The little girl has shown her ugliness. Today, I congratulate Princess Xinyu on behalf of the prime minister with this dance. I hope that Princess Xinyu will bloom as beautifully as a butterfly in the dance."

"Okay!" Nalan Zhenhai suddenly shouted, his expression overflowing with joy, "Prime Minister, you have a heart."

Ge Jiangke stood up and cupped his hands, "Your Majesty's words are serious. I just think that giving pearls and hairpins is unavoidable. It's better to give Princess Xinyu a dance. I specially invited Zimo, the number one dancer in the Kingdom of the Underworld. I was still worried that if I lost my manners, I would be able to get the king's favor, and my subordinates no longer worry about it."

"The prime minister is serious. This king knows that you have long regarded the princess as his daughter, and now you are so troublesome to bless the princess with dancing. Come to this king to offer you a glass." Nalan Zhenhai held the wine glass, and Ge Jiangke immediately took it. Picking up the wine glasses on the table, the two drank them all in one gulp, looked at each other and laughed, the whole scene made other officials envious.

Sure enough, the prime minister was not in vain, he just sent an ordinary dance to get the king's joy.

"Does the princess know Miss Zimo?" Ge Jiangke suddenly asked Jing Yirong after taking his seat.

Jing Yirong raised his eyes, he wanted to ignore it, but he didn't expect that Ge Jiangke came to him by himself, "Why should I recognize him?"

"Yo? Don't you recognize it?" Ge Jiangke was puzzled, "I heard that the Crown Princess went to the Xiuxiang Pavilion with the Crown Prince some time ago, so I thought the Crown Princess had seen the oiran of the Xiuxiang Pavilion."

Jing Yirong's eyes fell on Zi Mo who was still kneeling, "I'm afraid that Miss Zi Mo is a showman rather than a woman."

"Although the little girl was born lowly, she still knows what is most important to a girl. So she would rather learn to dance and judge others than sell her own body." Zi Mo replied in a low-pitched whisper. The prostitute has long since lost the slightest taste of "prostitute", but it makes people think that it is from some family.

"That's no wonder," Jing Yirong turned to Ge Jiangke, "that day, the prime minister's young masters were always looking for girls who were prostitutes, and they never met Zimo girls. How could I have met Zimo before?" The girl is such a peerless dancer."

Everyone gasped, no one expected Jing Yirong to say such bold words, but Jing Yirong went on to say: "The Prime Minister is able to find an extraordinary woman like Zi Mo to perform dances for the princess, I am afraid it was recommended by your son , you must know that your son is a frequent visitor to Xiuxiang Pavilion."

Ge Jiangke's face became more and more gloomy, and the teasing expression just now had completely disappeared. Even though there was no anger from Gray beside him, he still felt that the next moment would erupt. Even the king didn't dare to let himself down in front of everyone. She, a little princess, dared to speak like that.

Nalan Zhenhai's majestic face also showed a slight displeasure, "Yirong, how can you talk to the prime minister like this, I don't know that you have even been to Xiuxiang Pavilion and other places, as a princess, you should Pay more attention to your words and deeds, and don't lose your sense of proportion."

Jing Yirong met Nalan Zhenhai's sharp gaze, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Father, what you said is partial to the prime minister. The prime minister invited the number one dancer in Ming Kingdom to perform dances for the princess. Although the dancer is from Xiuxiang The pavilion has a refined temperament and graceful dancing posture, otherwise, how dare the prime minister let the dancer turn into a butterfly to congratulate the princess. In this way, a dancer born in Xiuxiang Pavilion can get out of the mud without being stained, and my son just went to Xiuxiang You will lose your identity once and become tainted with dust?"

Nalan Zhenhai didn't expect Jing Yirong to say these words, let alone someone would refute his words.If it had been anyone else, he would have knelt down in fright and begged for atonement, so how could he dare to argue.

"When did you become so eloquent?" Nalan Zhenhai's voice sank a bit, and his face was also stained with a layer of darkness. The original happy atmosphere fell silent again just because of Nalan Zhenhai's few words.

Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenhai, finally stood up, and bowed slightly to the Prime Minister, "Today is Princess Xinyu's birthday, and Yirong contradicted the Prime Minister, and her clothes were wrong."

Seeing Jing Yirong's apology, everyone felt that the Crown Princess was still afraid. Sure enough, the prime minister was only the king, and a little crown princess dared to provoke the prime minister.

Sitting next to Ge Jiangke, Gray was even more smug, leaving Nalan Qingyi slightly surprised and puzzled. Jing Yirong would not admit defeat to anyone, which only meant that Ge Jiangke would be even more unlucky.

Sure enough, Jing Yirong said again: "In order to represent my apology, I prepared a delicious meal for the Prime Minister and Mr. Ge. I wonder if the Prime Minister will give Yi Rong this opportunity to apologize."

"Princess Concubine is serious," Ge Jiangke said but remained motionless, obviously dismissive of Jing Yirong.

"Xiao Yan, bring the delicacies I prepared for the Prime Minister." Jing Yirong called in a low voice.

Xiao Yan withdrew, and in less than a moment, two servants followed behind, each holding a bowl of steaming dishes, the fragrance was overflowing, and all the way to serve them made everyone present curious.

Ge Jiangke and Ge Lei looked at the soup on the table and exchanged glances. Jing Yirong stepped forward to spoon out a bowl for Ge Jiangke himself, and held it in front of Ge Jiangke, "Prime Minister, please use it."

Ge Jiangke squinted his eyes and didn't take it.

"Why is the prime minister afraid of being poisoned?" Jing Yirong smiled lightly.

"The princess thinks too much, and the servant is just flattered for a while. Troubling the princess to serve the soup for the servant in person is a blessing for the three lives of the servant." Ge Jiangke took the soup bowl from Jing Yirong's hand, and used it in a voice that only two people could hear. The voice said, "I don't think you would be so stupid to poison in public."

"Prime Minister is really smart." Jing Yirong returned to his seat with a smile on his face, quietly watching Ge's father and son eat.

Ge Jiangke picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth. He felt that the skin was smooth and tender, and it melted in his mouth without any greasy taste. "Prince Princess, this is really good."

After hearing this, Gray hurriedly picked up a piece and put it into his mouth, licking his mouth, "It's really good, the lips and teeth are fragrant."

"Your Majesty, do you want to taste it?" Ge Jiangke hurriedly turned to Nalan Zhenhai, "Although this is the apology expressed by the Crown Princess to the servant, the servant must not eat alone. I just want to taste it for the king. "

"Seeing the expression of enjoyment on the prime minister's face, this king thinks that the delicacies must be delicious. Since the prime minister is willing to give up his love, I will come and taste it." Nalan Zhenhai replied with a smile.

The smile on Jing Yirong's face gradually became colder, and there was a hint of teasing in his tone when he spoke, "The prime minister finds it so delicious, probably because it's the first time he ate falcon meat."