The manual of saving male god of fast crossing system

Chapter 212 The Sick Emperor VS The Alluring Emperor Ji 27
Even though Liang Wanran was locked up in the deep palace, she often asked her maid to send news to the Liang family.

Of course, the news will reach Wanwan first, and after she reads it, someone will imitate Liang Wanran to write another secret letter.

The content of the secret letter is nothing more than the situation in the palace and the layout of the terrain in the palace.

Liang Wanran wanted to give birth to a child, and coerced the emperor to order the princes, so Wanwan asked Hongjian to find a beggar to pretend that Ji Tianyi favored her, and let her spend the spring night every night.

Wanwan asked the palace maid to prescribe Liang Wanran the medicine that the imperial doctor would think was a happy pulse.

One month later, Liang Wanran really thought she was pregnant and notified Liang Youxiang.

Ji Tianyi's illness and the poison in his body can last up to half a year. The imperial doctor in the palace is helpless. Wanwan sees it in his eyes and feels pain in his heart. He occasionally goes to the military camp to train the army and deal with political affairs, and spends the rest of the time with him .

In summer and July, Dagan ushered in the national festival.

Every year during the national festival, Wanwan would put on a fiery red dress and stand on a high platform where only one person was allowed to dance a flying dance.

This kind of dance is very difficult, and people without internal strength can't take off at all.

There are thousands of people under the altar, and all around the altar are ministers of great power. Ji Tianyi was unable to attend due to his illness.

Wanwan was wearing a red robe and stood on a high round platform, looking down at everyone.

In a trance, she remembered that in that ancient country, she also stood on the high platform and danced the sacrificial dance for the people of the royal city for whom.

"Your Highness?" Hong Jian quietly reminded with internal force.

Thousands of people below are looking forward to it, and the officials are waiting for her to dance.

In the ear, the quiet sound of the piano and the sound of the vast music sounded. Wanwan turned her head and glanced at the Dagan Palace, took a deep breath, moved her qi to her dantian, raised her toes, frowned, stepped on various vocal rhythms, and lightened her body. rotate.

The light gauze fluttered with her movements, and at the same time, the water sleeves were thrown out, drawing a perfect arc in the air.

She has a beautiful figure and a moving dance, just like a fairy dancing on the clouds.

With the increasingly intense and ups and downs of the melody, Wanwan spun faster and faster, and the water sleeve in her hand turned around like a sharp knife on the battlefield, piercing the sky.

Suddenly, the music stopped suddenly like a broken string, and the dance was forced to stop.

Gasps erupted from the positions of the officials, and everyone looked at Wanwan and began to discuss and give pointers.

The interrupted sacrificial dance means that the national sacrifice has failed. Over the years, this kind of thing has never happened in Dagan.

At this moment, discussions broke out among the kneeling people, and some even wept softly.

If Her Royal Highness Di Ji is unable to dance the Feitian Dance again, Daqian's future luck will be exhausted.

Hong Jian worriedly looked at Her Highness Di Ji, who was facing Qianfu's accusation, but found that her eyes were clear and cold, and her eyes were like cold springs, staring coldly at the musicians.

"Musician who broke the string, pull it out and cut it!" Wanwan's voice forced out from between her teeth, as sharp as a blade.

At the same time as her words fell, a group of soldiers ran out from one side in an orderly manner, holding a gleaming sharp sword in their hands.

"No! Help! Your Highness, please spare me! Please spare me!" A musician knelt on the ground with a pale face and begged for mercy.

Seeing that Wanwan didn't let go of his intentions to spare him, he yelled loudly, "You poisonous woman, you will end up in the hands of a woman like you!!! Poisonous woman!"

Hong Jian frowned, and shouted sharply: "Bet on him, pull him down!"

A smile flashed in Liang Youxiang's eyes, he stood up and said in a deep voice, "His Royal Highness, wouldn't it be good to kill someone at the national festival?"

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