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Time is like sand on the fingertips, slipping away in a blink of an eye.Tonight is the day when the new Emperor Runnian is born, and the birthday comes every four years.

This is the first 24th birthday of the new emperor and all the officials. The ruling and opposition parties attach great importance to it. There is joy inside and outside the palace, and the whole world celebrates it.

As night fell and the lights came on, the emperor and empress sat first. On the left and right were Yan Zijin, the current second prime minister, Li Junye and other important court officials.

Singing and dancing in the palace is flourishing, pipa, guzheng and various musical instruments complement each other, and the melodious sound is intoxicating.

The envoys of the five countries came to celebrate the birthday first, presenting their rare treasures and special products.Only the Northern Cold Country has not been able to see the Holy Majesty for a long time, and there are a lot of discussions for a while.

Xiao Jingyu's complexion did not change, he still treated people with a smile, showing an extraordinary bearing.The emperor was not in a hurry, but the old eunuch in front of the imperial court was in a hurry, and shouted a few more times, the envoys of the Northern Cold Kingdom had an audience.

The hall was empty, and a gust of cold wind from early spring blew into the hall, lifting the bright red curtains inside, and stained it with a bit of loneliness and cold.

Prime Minister Yan Zijin and other ministers were holding back their anger facing the empty palace, and were about to deal with this arrogant Beihan countryman.

A few wild laughter, mixed with the cold wind wafting in the lobby, two slender men in heavy mink fur coats appeared in front of everyone belatedly.

The man on the left, wearing a black fox fur, has a slender figure of about seven feet, with a hideous wooden ghost mask on his face... When everyone saw the ghost mask, they all gritted their teeth.

Han Qing, a cunning and sinister guy who suddenly appeared a year ago, is good at some strange and obscene techniques. He has led a total of six times with five victories and one tie.Everywhere they pass, it becomes a Shura field dripping with blood without even a blade of grass, which is frightening to hear.

The person on the right is Bei Hanjing, who is born with strange strength and can tear people apart with her bare hands. On the battlefield, a pair of axes is so powerful that the people of the Seven Kingdoms dare not face her head-on.

She is taller and stronger than ordinary women, but her waist is not thick, and her legs are straight and long.Dressed as a man, a pair of thick black and slender eyebrows slanted into the temples, the eyes below are cold and hard, the nose is high, the mouth is not soft, the face is angular, and it looks a bit more heroic than a man.

Various countries privately commented on Bei Hanjing as a man among women and a real man among men.Bei Hanjing only laughed when she heard this, and didn't care. She was indeed different from ordinary women. She had been among the men in the military camp since she was a child, and her behavior was not half feminine, and her behavior was obscene and unruly.

Everyone once suspected that she liked women until she married Han Qing.

I heard that on the night of the wedding bridal chamber, the servants saw Han Qing's clothes torn and jumped out of the window, with great shame on Jun's face, and was carried back to the bridal chamber by Bei Hanjing in full view.It is said that after the incident, the son-in-law did not see Beihan Jing Sanyue behind closed doors, which became a joke among the people in Beihan and even the Seven Kingdoms.

"The envoy of the Beihan Kingdom, Bei Hanjing and his son-in-law Han Qing, came to congratulate Sheng Muyun on his birthday."

The two of them respectfully held hands together, their waists were only slightly bent in an almost invisible arc, and they said neatly, but there was no trace of congratulation on the faces of the two of them, and there was a hint of provocation in their eyes.

Mu Yun's courtiers looked at the Beihan son-in-law and princess who had just appeared, and were filled with anger in their hearts, cursing the barbarian Beihan country who didn't know how to behave.

Sima Xian, the great Sima of Muyun, couldn't help standing up, pointing at Han Qing with the ghost face, and said angrily, "You guys are so long late, why are you wearing the ghost mask at the feast of the Holy Lord? You don't even know the etiquette?"

Han Qing covered her mouth with a sullen chuckle, and explained without sincerity: "Han Qing didn't want to scare everyone and affect everyone's appetite because of her ugly appearance, so she wore a mask."

"Hmph, I think you're clearly looking for an excuse. This is Muyun, and it's not up to you, the son-in-law of Beihan, to be presumptuous."

"Since Master Sima said so, it seems that Han Qing must be forced to reveal his shortcomings and take off his mask." This sentence immediately changed from a passive position to a situation where he had to take off his mask because he was bullied by Sima Xian .

"Hehe, Muyun, a huge country, is bullying people and forcing them to take off their masks. Today, there are envoys from various countries sitting here. Is this how your Muyun treats guests?" Bei Hanjing took a step forward, He stood up and pressed Han Qing's hand to take off the mask and said.

Good guy, confuse black and white, Yan Zijin watched his colleague being bullied, immediately stood up, walked slowly between the two, smiled and said:

"Princess Jing misunderstood. We, Muyun, have always been frank and open, and treated people with courtesy. Everyone here today arrived on time, untied their swords and entered the hall, and came to congratulate the Holy Majesty on his birthday with a sincere heart. The princess and the son-in-law, now It’s just that you’re wearing a mask, it’s inevitable that people will misunderstand, I think it’s because of your difficulties.”

Yan Ziqing never lost his words, Bei Hanjing was blocked for a moment, his face was a little ugly, and he wanted to go up to Han Qing to grab her hand, and shook his head secretly at her.

Han Qing hooked his mouth hidden under the mask, and said humbly:

"We spent a month preparing to bring the show, but unfortunately, because the guards outside the door inspecting weapons stopped us, we explained for a long time, but the guards didn't allow us, which made us late, and we can't present the show now, please forgive me." He casually untied the rope of the mask on the back of his head, and looked at Yan Zijin with a slight evil smile at the corner of his mouth, the whole hall was stunned.

It was Zhang Xieyan's beautiful fair cheeks, the facial features were clear and delicate, but still majestic.He is so beautiful, beyond the boundaries of men and women, the only regret is that someone slashed his left cheek deeply.

The deep scar was like an ugly bug, extending from the bottom of the eyes to the corner of the mouth, destroying the beauty of the entire face, adding a few strokes of shock and nausea.

The people present gasped in displeasure because of the beauty, and all stared at his face intently, with surprise, regret, and greed in their eyes...

Sitting on the table, the emperor Xiao Jingyu stared at the familiar face, picked up the wine glass playfully and slowly sipped, a secret smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Li Junye smiled relievedly when he saw that face, Han Qing seemed to catch his smile, glanced at him, and the corners of his mouth curled up secretly.

Yan Zijin was very close to him, so close that he could clearly see his thick and slender eyelashes, his smooth and delicate skin, which was superimposed with the face in his memory that night.

"Prime Minister Yan?" Han Qing hooked Yan Zijin's neck, approaching and threateningly said, Yan Ziqing was not overwhelmed, and was shocked when he saw the ugly half face approaching.

Han Qing covered her mouth and grinned happily, feeling the pleasure of succeeding in a prank, this person is so timid.

Li Junye saw it, shook his head helplessly, and took a sip of the fine wine.

Seeing Han Qing's disfigured face, Murong Bai silently lowered his eyelashes.

"My loves, since everyone has arrived, the banquet will begin. Come and sing and dance." Xiao Jingyu said to end the farce, and Han Qing and Bei Hanjing took their seats under the guidance of the court lady.

A group of graceful dancers, dressed in gorgeous dance costumes to soothing and elegant music, slowly appeared on the stage, relaxed their long sleeves, and walked gracefully. Han Qing entertained a little wine, and opened his mouth to accept Bei Hanjing's feeding of seedless grapes Or look up at the singing and dancing, with no interest on his face.

Bei Hanjing doesn't care about other people, she only has Han Qing in her eyes, even though he treats her hot and cold, she always enjoys it and dotes on Han Qing very much.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Han Qing doesn't have much affection or affection for the princess, but the princess is so obsessed with her eyes, as if holding him in her hands for fear of softening, and holding him in her mouth for fear of melting .

Most of what made her fall in love with Han Qing was that charming face.Following the melody, her thoughts drifted to the agreement they had made before they got married.

"Bei Hanjing, you can let me marry you, but you promise me three conditions." Han Qing's pure black serious eyes looked dazzling under the sunlight.

"Don't talk about three conditions, tens of thousands of conditions, I am willing, as long as you follow me, beauty."

Bei Hanjing patted her chest, held his hand and said glibly.

Han Qing couldn't get used to her appearance, so she pulled out her hand in disgust, frowned and said, "Don't be glib, listen carefully, first, you are not allowed to have an affair with any man after you get married. Second , after you and I get married, you must listen to me, third, be like a woman, don't let me sleep like I'm in the same bed with a man, and my mouth is full of chicken feathers."

Han Qing stared at her face and was still struggling to be a woman Bei Hanjing, there was no half-joking in her eyes.

"Then you also abide by the three rules of the agreement." Bei Hanjing said with a smile.

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." Han Qing shot him with a sharp glance, and Bei Hanjing immediately weakened, and agreed with all her mouth: "Beauty, don't be angry, I agree, you get on the horse with me, I will do it right now." Take you to tell my brother, let him agree to our marriage."

Han Qing skipped Bei Hanjing's hand that invited him to get on the horse, gently supported the horse's back with his palm, and quickly and briskly got on the horse, covered her palm with her hand, took control of the rein, and lapped her in his arms, still dumbfounded She landed on the ground and said coldly: "What are you staring at, go to the palace."

Bei Hanjing chuckled, her face was full of happiness, the beauty really did things neatly.

Bei Hanjing's memories were startled by the exciting melody on the stage, and when she looked up, it turned out that a new dancer had entered the stage.

This dancer is different from the previous dancers. She has a good figure, curvaceous, slender and straight. Her face is covered with red tulle, with a delicate plum blossom makeup on her forehead, her face is faintly visible.

She was wearing a umbilical hakama dress that was as bright as a fire, and a string of simple and crisp bells hung on the hakama, shaking her hands so tightly that she couldn't grasp it, her delicate white ankles were exposed, and she walked lightly. eyeball.

Her dancing posture is not very delicate, but it makes people unable to move their eyes away. Her steps are either soft or clanging. Every time she steps on the ground, the bell on her waist rings lightly, as if she is stepping on the tip of everyone's heart. The change pulls a trace of emotion from the people underneath, and she herself endows the dance with soul.

The calm expression on Han Qing's face changed, and his eyes were fixed on the dancer whose face was hidden behind the tulle. The expression on his face was a little unpredictable. out.

Suddenly, when the dancer was spinning around, the veil on her face suddenly fell off, and a beautiful and beautiful face appeared in front of everyone. If Han Qing had the face of a country, then this girl would have a face of a city.

Mo Xiangli's black eyelashes were fluttering like a butterfly, his vermilion lips were lightly pursed, and under his fair and delicate melon-seeded face, those glazed eyes were as cold as the snow in the Tianshan Mountains, which could be seen from a distance and could not be played with.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the dancer's face, ignoring a date stone lying silently on the ground in the distance.

Han Qing stared at the familiar face with fiery eyes, and his back immediately stiffened.

The dancer felt his hot gaze, and couldn't help looking back, the eyes of both sides met, the dancer was shocked, her feet staggered, and she threw herself to the ground.

Han Qing quickly stepped on the desk, stretched out her arms to embrace her who was on the ground, and whispered affectionately in her ear, "Yan'er".

The dancer's eyes trembled.

"Ergengtian, the rockery to the east of the imperial garden." The dancer nodded secretly.

This exchange lasted only a second or two.

Amidst the intense melody, the dancer walked to the middle of the stage again with the help of Han Qing. The episode just now dissipated in an instant, and the dancer's dancing posture shook like thunder and rain, mixed with some surging.

Seeing the secret interaction between the two, Bei Hanjing looked at the dancer again suspiciously.

It was just a dance, and after the song was over, the dancer slowly faded out, and there was no sound in the hall, and everyone was still immersed in the artistic conception she had drawn.

The emperor whispered a few words in the ear of the eunuch who was waiting beside him, and the little eunuch left.

Han Qing was about to ask who the dancer was, but he saw that the emperor had fallen on him for a few more seconds, intentionally or unintentionally.

Han Qing was afraid of attracting attention, so she lowered her eyes and stopped asking. Although she was sitting on the futon, her mind was completely drifting away.