Chapter XVI

Things seem to have been settled. The temperature in the banquet room is warming up little by little with the spirits poured down. Bai Mei is still in Qing Yan's arms, admiring the small bronze handleless wine cup in his hand. If he brings it back to his original world, he may be able to sell it for a sky-high price. Ha ha, she is not short of money, but she likes money very much. Only money will never betray her. But... shrank into the warm arms behind her, and she thought that she would find someone who would not betray herself to accompany her, perhaps, she had already found it? Sitting opposite Qingyan is Anping Yanxuan, the emperor of Rin. At this time, she looked at Qing Yan, who indulged in Bai Mei's rude behavior, with some surprise. Qing Yan did not lose his demeanor. As if he did not feel it, he raised his glass to the emperor of the opposite country and continued the previous dialogue: "So, Your Majesty, please have a drink for the friendship between our two countries." There is nothing wrong with the official words, but Bai Mei couldn't help smiling. The friendship between the two countries, hehe. Anping Yanxuan smiled calmly, but did not drink the wine. He only carried the wine and said, "I have heard for a long time that the beauty in His Royal Highness's arms sings a good song. I don't know if I can smell it?" Red rose, who was about to pour wine to Qingyan, shook her hand. Qing Yan's face changed before he wanted to giggle and perfunctory. However, Bai Mei had already sat up from her arms and smiled lazily at Anping Yanxuan, saying, "I'm afraid it stained Your Majesty's ears." "How? White girl don't want to be so modest..." "That... if you don't sing well, your majesty and your highness can't blame me..." The voice was deliberately lengthened, with a three-point coquetry. Hongmei's face became whiter and whiter, so did Qingyan. "Good! Can you accompany it?" Bai Mei staggered to stand up, knocked on the handleless wine cup in front of him with chopsticks, and then sang. Originally, the whisper at the banquet suddenly quieted down, and everyone waited quietly. Hongmei felt trembling again, but she still couldn't help interrupting: "Miss Bai, don't sing... Well, don't sing those bad words. Instead, let others laugh. Why don't you sing a folk song?" No one knows better than her, Although Bai Mei dances well, Another great reputation in the Red Sleeve Hall is that it is difficult to have five tones. Singing can no longer be said that she is out of tune, but none of the tones are right... Folk songs are ditties sung by folk people. There are not so many restrictions, and the lyrics are mostly vernacular and tune... As long as they don't run too badly, no one knows... At least, they won't make people sound so uncomfortable. Bai Mei nodded and muttered a few words softly. Then, the soft singing drifted around everyone's nerves. ... Summer, summer quietly goes by and leaves a little secret Press the bottom of my heart, press the bottom of my heart, I can't tell you The evening breeze blows and warms my heart. I think of you again How sweet how sweet can you forget ..... Singing and singing, he left his seat, but his eyes still looked at Qingyan blurred. Can't forget you... Writing you in my heart I can't forget you... Is it you or yours in my heart Romantic summer and romantic one of yours Give me a pink memory ..... Subconsciously cover your heart with both hands, smile and turn around and jump out of the light dance steps, with pink gauze flying in the sky, just like the mood of people in front of you. Oh... Summer, summer goes by quietly and still misses you Every word I remember Just in the autumn dream I can't forget you when I meet you again ..... Romantic summer and romantic one of yours Give me a pink memory Oh, summer, summer goes by quietly and still misses you Every word I remember Just in the autumn dream I can't forget you when I meet you again ........ Bai Mei looked at Qing Yan and showed his emotions for the first time without any cover. He smiled, danced and sang gently and provocatively, making Qing Yan feel his heart beat faster and faster, and his face gradually dyed blush. And this kind of amorous feelings, but also surprised the hearts of other audiences... How can such people, such eyes, not see themselves? Anping Yanxuan evoked a cold smile, drank the wine in his hand, and said to Qing Yan, "Oh, he is indeed a wonderful person." Bai Mei was slightly blessed, and then turned his head to see Qing Yan. I don't know if his hard performance may get into the eyes of people in front of him? At the beginning, her sister's favorite was this song... However, Anping Yanxuan's next sentence broke this short eye contact. "Can Your Highness not educated youth be willing to give up what one loves?"