Chapter 258 Tsk, someone cracked!
Women flock to men who have money, power and good looks.
Men flock to women who are rich, powerful and beautiful.
It’s just human nature.
Xiao Li is the emperor, and it is normal for a man to want to seduce her.
But what’s funny is that after the two danced and saluted, they announced their respective families, and Xiao Li discovered that, ah, he actually has a harem?
"Beicang Xia Shaoyan, Yundan Hua Jinchuan, pay homage to Her Majesty the Empress."
Xiao Li didn't remember the name, nor did Xiao Li remember the appearance, but the names of Beicang and Yundan appeared together, and Xiao Li remembered them.
Before she fell into coma, several countries had given her male favorites. Unsurprisingly, it was these two people. Otherwise, if they had other identities, the people below would not dare to arrange for them to perform dances.
"Get up."
The two stood up, and then walked towards Xiao Li together, saying in unison, one on the left and one on the right: "We are here to serve your Majesty."
Lou Xi stood in front of the dragon case.
Letting these two people dance in front of His Majesty is already his limit. If these two people get close to Your Majesty, he will definitely chop them into pieces.
Not everyone can make him endure it like Song Junzhan.
Lou Yan has a cold and sinister appearance and a vicious aura. He looks as dangerous and treacherous as a poisonous snake.
The two of them were so frightened that they stood there and asked Xiao Li for help: "Your Majesty."
The person sent by the two countries was not a prince, and his background should not be much higher, but his appearance was good.
But Xiao Li is interested in more than skin.
Raising his hand: "Step back."
The two were unwilling, but still obeyed and left.
While others were still observing His Majesty's mood, Song Junzhan had already raised his glass: "Your Majesty, can I have a drink with Your Majesty tonight?"
Xiao Li raised his glass with a smile: "How can I not drink this glass of wine, Prime Minister."
"Your Majesty, please."
Song Junzhan raised his glass and drank first as a token of respect.
Putting down the wine glass, Song Junzhan said again: "I have learned the seven-stringed instrument before, but I am not proficient in it. Today I am in the mood and would like to play a piece for Your Majesty."
Xiao Li didn't stop him, and someone immediately brought the piano from the musician.
Song Junzhan placed the piano on the table, wiped his hands slowly and said, "I'm showing my shame."
Generally speaking, anyone who dares to perform in public but says he is not proficient must be a master.
Song Junzhan is obviously such a person.
When two sounds fall, you will know whether there is one.
Xiao Li had never heard of the piano music played, but the melodious and spacious tune must have nothing to do with feelings.
It's like a hermit writing about mountains, streams, birds, and the sky.
Even if you don't understand beautiful things, you can't help but calm down and appreciate them.
The song ended, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time.
"Papa!"
Xiao Li clapped his hands, and the others woke up from a dream, followed by applause.
She looked at Song Junzhan with a smile: "The Prime Minister is really versatile, but it's wrong to be too modest. Come on, I'll drink a glass of wine as a penalty."
Song Junzhan laughed: "Your Majesty wants to punish the ministers, how can the humble ministers not obey?"
After speaking, he raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.
With Song Junzhan playing the piano, the affairs of the two people in front faded away, and the banquet ended perfectly.
After the banquet dispersed and everyone else left, Song Junzhan and Xiao Li walked towards her bedroom together.
The palace was very large, and there were people walking behind them, but the two of them were in good spirits and insisted on walking. In the end, Lou Xi could only lead a bunch of people to follow them.
Song Junzhan drank a lot of wine, and his eyes were slightly tipsy, with ripples in his eyes, which were very bright.
"Your Majesty, I am very happy today, very happy."
Xiao Li: "Drunk?"
Song Junzhan shook his head: "I'm not drunk."
Drunks say they are not drunk. Xiao Li walked forward, and suddenly a hand stretched out to hold her hand.
There was no force, just a weak hold, with a hint of testing.
Xiao Li turned his head slightly, and what he saw was his red ears that could not be covered by the night. He didn't know whether he was drunk or ashamed.
Xiao Li's eyes moved to his face, and what he was thinking about was still the title: Song Xianxian.
No matter how many times I see this face, I still feel that way, it’s really magical.
A perfectly handsome face, fair skin, and beautiful phoenix eyes.
I can't tell what is so handsome about him, but he looks good no matter how he looks.
Any more or less will destroy this beauty.
Moreover, his temperament is not the cold fairy air created by deliberately wearing white clothes or having a dead face, but is in his bones, calm and casual, cool and elegant, leisurely and relegated to immortality.
Even if he is the prime minister, even if he wields great power and authority, his temperament will not be weakened at all.
Just like the white snow on the branches, it does not fall into the world, making people forget about the world.
This face accounted for at least 70% of the reason why Xiao Li chatted with him more in the first place and finally accepted him as his subordinate.
Tsk, her lustful character is hopeless.
Thinking like this, she closed her palms slightly and held his hand.
Song Junzhan's hand trembled slightly, he opened it greedily, clasped it, and clenched his fingers.
Lou Xiang clenched the long knife tightly, gritted his teeth, and stared at the hands held by the two of them.
Hongyue looked back at him: Tsk, someone cracked it!
Neither of them spoke during the rest of the journey, and they just walked back together. The answers to what they wanted to say were already given in their palms.
After seeing Xiao Li to the door of the dormitory, Song Junzhan stopped, reluctant to leave, but still let go, staring at her with slightly lowered eyes, his throat rolling: "Your Majesty."
Under Xiao Li's gaze, he slowly lowered his head, leaned in and kissed her gently on the cheek: "Sweet dreams."
Xiao Li: As long as Lou Yan doesn't show any strength, Prime Minister Song will not be able to leave her bedroom.
Just ask which woman can withstand such a test!
Xiao Li went into the palace, and outside the door, the confrontation between Song Junzhan and Lou Xiang had just begun.
Lou Xiang looked unkind and did not hide his hostility: "The Prime Minister has excellent piano skills and good martial arts skills. Can Lou give me some advice?"
Song Junzhan smiled calmly: "That's exactly what I meant."
Seeing the two people leaving, Hongyue's scalp went numb: "Is this going to start a fight?"
Yang Jun was speechless: "Are you scared? Or excited?"
Those bright eyes didn't look worried at all.
Hongyue chuckled: "Eunuch Lou and Prime Minister Song will definitely have a battle. I am more concerned about winning or losing."
He said and glanced inside: "Who do you think His Majesty favors more?"
Yang Jun rolled his eyes at her: "Be careful when talking about Your Majesty."
Hong Yue snorted proudly: "Your Majesty will not hit me. If you don't tell me, I will ask Your Majesty."
After Xiao Li washed up, he leaned on the couch and read the book. Hong Yue and Lan Yue squeezed their shoulders and lowered their legs.
Xiao Li glanced at them and struck the red moon on the head: "Gui Ling Jing, if you have anything to say, just say it."
Those darting eyes made her read the book.
Hongyue smiled and said: "Your Majesty, Eunuch Lou and the Prime Minister are fighting. Don't you go and see?"
Xiao Li: "If you are curious, go and see for yourself."
Hongyue was surprised: "Your Majesty knows that they are fighting?"
Xiao Li was silent, Hong Yue held her face curiously and came closer: "Your Majesty, who do you think will win?"
Xiao Li pinched her nose: "What do you think."
Lan Yue suddenly had an idea and smiled: "It doesn't matter whether they win or lose, because His Majesty must be the final winner."
Chapter 254 is a landmine now. If I dare to correct a typo, it will explode for me in an instant.
I'm scared, my mother! ! ! !