Quick Wear: Pregnant Beauty and Childbirth Plan

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the golden tent became quiet again, and Wen Ya stopped laughing.

Many men raised their heads, holding wine glasses, intending to watch the excitement. The monarch's beauty was dancing with the princess of Liang Kingdom. This was a rare scene.

Who would have expected that before the dance started, another person in the tent would also laugh loudly, it was He Lianxiao, the Righteous King.

"Your Majesty, since your Yan family and Mei Ji are dancing for us together, please order the dance in advance. I want to see the fan dance."

With He Lian Xiao's push, the members of the Helian tribe sitting below also started to make a fuss:

"阏's 阏 clan, fan dance, fan dance..."

The atmosphere was so ignited that many men even banged the dishes with jade chopsticks.

At this time, Wen Ya faced He Lianxiao and asked:

"I wonder who you are?"

He Lianxiao's servant replied: "Our prince is You Xian Wang He Lianxiao."

Only then did Wen Ya realize that her surname was Helian. It was not obvious. She wanted to see Hu Yanzhang's joke. In this case, how could she not help him!

"Since the king asked me to dance, King Youxian ordered the fan dance, but I am not good at fan dance."

"I am better at...whip dance!"

When she finished speaking, Wen Ya took out the soft whip from her waist, which was worn by the original owner.

I saw the whip flying out and hitting the beautiful girl hard with a "snap" sound.

Wen Ya then stretched out his hand, quickly grabbed her waist, and then whipped Mei Ji's calf with another whip.

She pushed Mei Ji, then threw her out, spun her around in a circle, and then pulled her back. With a "pop" sound, the whip hit Mei Ji's butt hard.

Wen Ya controlled the dance steps, moved her body, and performed a fierce tango.

Mei Ji tried to break away from Wen Ya's hand several times, but she couldn't get away from Wen Ya due to the pain from the whip.

The two of them were in the center of the golden tent, dancing increasingly ambiguously.

Wen Ya whipped Mei Ji hard several times and told her to open her mouth and make people dance. Although she was coerced by Hu Yanzhang, this Mei Ji was not a good person.

The dance steps of the tango are already fierce and fast. The dance steps of the legs overlap back and forth. Meiji cannot dance, so Wen Ya alone holds her waist and leads the rhythm of the whole dance.

The crossed heads were so close that Wen Ya could almost kiss the beautiful girl in front of her.

Of course, she did kiss Mei Ji's temple.

Everyone present watched with more and more enthusiasm, and the wine glasses and wine bottles in their hands clinked together to accompany the dance.

Who would have thought that after the sideburn kiss that pushed the atmosphere to a climax, there was a "bang" and an explosion in the golden tent.

It was the silent King Zuo Xian who punched the table in front of him.

"Brother Wang, my eyes are uncomfortable and I can't stand the coquettish woman wandering back and forth in front of me."

When Wen Ya heard this, she finally noticed the man sitting on the lower left side of Hu Yanzhang.

He was tall and majestic, and even though he was sitting in a loose and lazy posture, the feeling of oppression was very strong.

Wen Ya stopped dancing, threw Mei Ji out of her arms, and walked towards the man.

"I'm showing off my shame. May I ask Your Majesty, why do you say I'm showing off?"

"What you want to see is not just to see me dance. Now that I have danced, it would not be such a disparagement to me if I didn't get a good review."

Hu Yanlie then raised his head and looked directly at Wen Ya.

Wen Ya then discovered that the man in front of her who said she was coquettish actually had a pair of green eyes, like the most bloodthirsty wolf king, staring at her with his emerald eyes.

Yin Qi, ruthless.

"You are……"

"He is my king's younger brother, King Zuoxian and Hu Yanlie."

At this time, Hu Yanzhang had already stepped down from the throne and came to Wen Ya's side. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Ya displeased:

"Mr. Yan's temper seems to be particularly bad. Unfortunately, my brother, the king, is also a bad-tempered person."

"It's a pity that the Yan family married into my Huyan family, and they are from Beimo. There is no Princess Daliang here, only the Yan family in Beimo. Since you have made my brother unhappy, why don't you apologize quickly?"

Wen Ya didn't respond immediately.

In fact, the Hu Yanlie in front of her was the target of the mission, and she wanted to have a child with him, but Wen Ya felt inexplicably that in the memory of the original owner, it seemed that she had known him before.

"I'm sorry, King Zuo Xian, I was too abrupt."

Then, Wen Ya spoke cheerfully.

"Mr. Yan is really, as arrogant as ever."

Hu Yanlie gave her a cold look, then stood up. No one dared to stop him, and the man left the golden tent.

Only then did Wen Ya realize that he smashed the table with one punch, and the broken wood chips were mixed with little bits of blood...

The banquet finally came to an end. It was originally meant to celebrate Hu Yanlie's success. Everyone left, including those who watched the excitement. Now, everyone left the golden tent one after another.

Until the end, only Hu Yanzhang and Wen Ya were left in the tent.

Hu Yanzhang is getting older, his hair is slightly curly and white, he has a beard on his chin, and his amber pupils have long been cloudy.

At this moment, he saw that Wen Ya was not leaving. Knowing that Wen Ya had something to say, he waited quietly for her next words.

"Your Majesty Huyan, we have a saying in the Central Plains: Thirty years to the east of Hedong and thirty years to the west of Hexi. If you are so disrespectful to me today, what if you become a prisoner in the future? Do you think this princess will do it?" Give you face?"

She lowered her voice and then approached Hu Yanzhang:

"Or do you think that with King Zuo Xian here, you can break up with this princess without caring about Daliang's face?"

"Don't forget, I am the princess of the Huainan Palace. My father and brother are stationed at the border. If I give the order..."

Hu Yanzhang, who was originally very proud, seemed to be woken up by Wen Ya's punch.

He realized that now was not the time to quarrel with Daliang again. Even though Wang's younger brother was brave and good at fighting, Hu Yanlie was 25 years younger than him and had many military exploits. If his ambitions were inflated, who knew whether he would covet the position of the king.

What's more, there is Helian Xiao from the Helian tribe, who is so ambitious and ready to take action.

Hu Yanzhang immediately calmed down and looked at Wen Ya again. His tone was kinder:

"What did Mrs. Yan say? What kind of disrespectful words did she say? How dare I treat Ms. Yan badly?"

"Since the king said so, I didn't shy away from it. I said straight away that the Golden Tent is the residence of the king. As the Yan family, I should live in a tent second only to the Golden Tent, not a small tent in a remote place. "

"The food I eat must naturally be rich and expensive, not pig chaff and grass-fed. Also, I don't like to wear your barbarian clothes, and I don't like to comb your hair in buns. Your woman shouldn't bother me. You'd better...also Don't bother me!"

Afterwards, Wen Ya turned around and left.

If Hu Yanzhang dared not to comply, she would scare him with the Huainan King. Anyway, the power of the Northern Desert Royal Court was surging, and he had no time to take care of himself, so he would always agree to her request.

Before going out, Wen Ya paused and suddenly thought of the beautiful girl who was whipped by her.

"By the way, Your Majesty, that Mei Ji has a clumsy mouth and speaks unpleasantly. I suggest you pull out her tongue."

The curtains closed, and Hu Yanzhang was so angry that his head was about to smoke. She was clearly criticizing Sang and Huai, saying that he should pull out his tongue.

The despicable Liang Guo boy is so pushy!

"Drag this bitch down and kill her immediately."

Hu Yanzhang had no place to vent his anger, so he had to blame Mei Ji entirely.

Afterwards, the golden tent became quiet again, and Mei Ji left this world without even having a chance to beg for mercy.