Chapter one hundred and twenty-four

This is... Bai Mei? This... It's not Bai Mei! Emperor Yan was stiff there and even forgot to let her get up. On one side of the little Yan son is already can't help, body twist, can't wait to drag Anping Yan Xuan sleeve: "Mother emperor..." "Uh... flat, flat." Hastily returning to God, Emperor Yan's words stumbled. "Thank you, Your Majesty." Elegant kowtowing, getting up, flowing natural and elegant movements make Bai Mei look as if she was born in a scholarly family and carefully carved and cultivated since childhood, instead of the reckless and ignorant brothel woman at the beginning-of course, she was not a simple brothel woman, but other people's wishful thinking. As the official said, Emperor Yan was speechless. Raise your glass and move your chopsticks, and you will start the banquet. Dignified, solemn and silent, Anping Yanxuan's eyes were the same as those of the little girl around him, secretly glancing at Bai Mei sitting in the next seat. He watched Bai Mei sip a mouthful of wine, eat two dishes with chopsticks, take a mouthful of rice, and chew slowly... He thought she would squint and laugh quietly, then devote herself to eating more, but he saw Bai Mei smoke a silk handkerchief and gently wipe her lips, wipe her fingers, and then throw aside the handkerchief embroidered with ink plum. It seems that those hot and fragrant delicacies are just furnishings. It is enough to give a face a taste or two in etiquette. Anping Yanxuan watched Bai Mei take the handleless wine cup from others and drink it with a smile... He thought she would throw the glass away as before, blink, and find an excuse to leave this noisy and boring entertainment. However, he saw her nod and promise others' peace, smile and return compliments, and raise a glass with her hands. Anping Yanxuan watched Bai Mei raise his hand, his lips slightly open, and his eyes gently squinted... He suddenly couldn't help smiling. Five years ago, he often saw her pose like this, and then there was a small yawn, a tired face, and he couldn't say for sure he would lean there to sleep, which was extremely cute. However, the next moment, he clearly saw Bai Mei's hand on the shoulder of the assistant minister of the household department, narrowed his eyes, seemed to be proud, seemed to be happy, smiled brightly, leaned together in each other's ear Luo wordy endlessly said something... Emperor Yan opened his eyes wide and stared at Bai Mei. Bai Mei seemed to have a feeling. He looked up at him, smiled at him, raised his glass and shouted, "To our wise Majesty, long live, long live, to our rich and powerful country, long live, long live!" But his eyes drifted to the corner. The ministers smiled knowingly and raised their glasses to congratulate them. Emperor Yan wait for a while also raised his glass, but stopped at his lips. He did not dare to open his mouth. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, there would be a painful cry. He did not dare to blink. He was afraid that if he blink, tears would gush out and devour all this... Bai Mei, on the other hand, did not seem to notice this. She is Wen Ya, clever, versatile, long-sleeved and good at dancing, and refuses to neglect anyone who is willing to talk to her... and brings all her advantages into full play. For five years. Five years ago, Bai Mei was only willing to stay with Anping Yanxuan. Those who wanted to curry favor with her might not be able to see her even if they spent tens of thousands of dollars. She never wasted her time socializing. Five years later, Bai Mei, who returned again, should be the upstart of the imperial court, and should be the person who can call the wind and rain in this country. Instead of the girl who stays out of the way, smiles slightly, sleeps lazily and faintly with her eyes closed. Emperor Yan finally swallowed the wine. The bitter burning feeling was as hot as mocking. He couldn't bear it, so he got up and left. Quiet your ministers. He forced himself to smile: "I am tired, go to rest first, so as not to make everyone uncomfortable here... everyone loves Qing and let go, continue, don't delay this good time." When he left, he heard a voice behind him saying, "His Royal Highness the White Hou! Your Majesty said not to delay a good time, how about it? Let's go to the newly opened gold cave in Beijing to continue drinking? It's my treat!" He couldn't help looking back and turning over, but saw Bai Mei's black, bright and cold eyes sweeping across him. He turned to look at the talking official department doctor with a smile and said in a melodious voice: "OK, but I'll invite you... also give me a chance to please and curry favor with all adults... agreed, everyone will go, I'll treat you, no one will argue!" "Good! White Hou is really happy!" There are heckles and cheers. "White hou not the kui is white hou, indeed as expected rich..." There are cold sighs. "Bai Hou Yuan is a guest, how so polite? It is my honor to drink with Bai Hou!" There are also those who take the opportunity to please and flatter. Everyone thought that their emperor had gone far away. ... Only Emperor Yan, clenched his fist, was in the shade and suffered from dark pain.