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Chapter 1225 My Palace Is Absolutely Gorgeous 29
When the two people walked by in front of the hall just now, she was going to follow the etiquette of Dafeng, so she just saw a red corner of the clothes, and when the distance was a little farther, the impact of that face was just to her. Much smaller.

Not to mention that Yan Luo is shrinking on the chair at the moment, wearing a heavy palace attire, it is already winter, it is freezing cold, and she looks like she has put on several clothes inside, so shrunk, how can it compare to She dresses up this time.

"Your Majesty, I have an unfeeling request."

Thinking of this, a flash of arrogance flashed across her eyes, "I have always heard that the imperial concubine is amazing, and today I asked the prince to come here, and I also want to see what kind of amazing person the imperial concubine is."

"Oh." Yan Luo responded casually when he heard the words, raised his hand and twirled a piece of pastry into his mouth, chewed with puffed cheeks, and glanced at Feng Xingche who had lowered his eyes when she interrupted his words.

A pair of beautiful eyes blinked, with a bit of willfulness and dissatisfaction.

As if wanting to vent his anger.

This small look made the emotion in Feng Xingche's eyes a little less, he nodded slightly, and then heard Yan Luo chuckle, and slowly sat up straight.

Her black hair was scattered, her steps were jingling, her peach blossom eyes seemed to be shining with water, and the flower-shaped cinnabar between her eyebrows made this delicate face even more eye-catching.

Everyone's breathing was suffocated, even Shi Damei paused, a panic flashed across his eyes, it seemed that he didn't expect Yan Luo to become a little serious, and this aura would force her to have nowhere to hide.

In just a split second, the atmosphere between the two was different, and the original sense of amazement caused by Shi Damei's dancing posture faded a lot.

In front of such a bright and beautiful existence, everything is just a foil, which is not wrong at all.

Yan Luo was dressed in a solemn and bright red palace dress, with white fine down on the neckline. A face more beautiful than peony was looking at her lazily. The hand dyed red Koudan rested on his cheek, and the corners of his lips were twitching. A casual smile.

"So? See?"

Shi Damei paused for a moment, came back to her senses, a look of embarrassment flashed across her eyes, but she still forced herself to speak, "It's just that we, the Wo people, have always liked singing and dancing, and I heard that the imperial concubine is also very accomplished in this area. On this day, the imperial concubine might as well pray for Dafeng, and by the way, give me some pointers?"

What's the matter?
Yan Luo raised his eyebrows and glanced at Feng Xingyang, then turned his head to look at Prime Minister Yan's family.

The pupils of Feng Xingche next to him sank even more. He could see the temptation in Feng Xingyang's eyes, and his eyes were even colder. He was about to speak to drive this shameless foreign woman out, when he heard Yan Luo laugh coquettishly over there.

"His Majesty."

With a charming and seductive voice, a pair of peach blossom eyes looked straight over.

Feng Xingche paused, turned his eyes to look at Yan Luo, and saw Yan Luo's eyes were coquettish, and muttered, "The concubine is at least a second-rank concubine, singing and dancing in front of all the ministers? What does this have to do with those opera singers?" different?"

Although it was muttering, Yan Luo didn't hold back his voice, the slightly mocking smile, and the coquettish voice of his charming little daughter's family clearly reached the ears of every minister.

He also slapped Shi Damei hard on the face.

There was a trace of anger in her eyes, and she raised her eyes to ask Yan Luo if she looked down on their nation's culture.

(End of this chapter)