Just at the right time, the dancer in the hall is spinning and dispersing. She looks like a white lotus in full bloom in the shadow of the lamp and slowly steps up.

After drinking, he was a little confused. He looked carefully and finally saw the man's appearance.

Because one of today's protagonists has appeared, the party's singing and dancing have stopped, and all the civil and military officials have put down their glasses and looked up one after another.

That ruihou is a young girl with unique appearance, which really surprised many people. However, few people would give her advice.

In the World War I between Jincheng and Yanzhou, she has a great reputation. The most famous is her strong skills and cold character.

Although the beauty is beautiful, it's hard to bear the itch when looking at her, but it's not worth taking her life in!

So most people just look at her, and then look at the response of the wings.

Huang Beiyue came in and said some polite words. They were cold without losing demeanor and serious without provocation.

After saying that, waiting for the wind even wings to open, did not expect the other side but Zheng Zheng ground to look at her, do not know what Zheng.

Ministers are in a hurry. Your majesty can't be more angry than them? In front of the envoys of the enemy country, you can not only lose your face and lose your hair! If you make ruihou unhappy, the situation between the two countries will not be easily reversed, but will break up again.

"Cough..." Among the ministers, many pretended to cough to remind, but the emperor turned a deaf ear to it and was still fascinated.

Finally, yubeiyue coughs gently with her lips covered. The voice is neither light nor heavy, but it contains a subtle wind energy and sends it to his ear.

The wind returns to the air and slowly raises her head. The color in her purple eyes is light. Her narrow eyes squint. She looks at him indifferently and waves her hand at will to show her to take her seat.

He didn't say a word. Facing her magnanimity and calmness, he seemed to lose his temper

Today, she is dressed like the princess Chang's mansion in the south wing country. She is still the princess of Beiyue, a 12-year-old girl. She always appears in a clean and clean manner, does not apply any cosmetics, does not love bright colors, and looks aloof from the rest of the world, cold and indifferent.

But in the evening, he was in deep black, walking like a ghost in the streets of linhuai City, shuttling through the royal mansion, stealing medicine stoves, fighting against the strong, which made the city full of wind and rain.

She is a pure brocade, which reminds him of the past. Those are the only original love he can keep.

After Huang Beiyue took the seat, the banquet continued, and her arrival made the Palace Banquet really reach a high tide. When the wine was hot, many ministers who agreed to discuss the peace toasted to her, and Huang Beiyue responded politely one by one.

The Palace Banquet is not restricted. The northern folk customs are different and more open. After drinking wine, many people go to the singer and dancer to have fun. Otherwise, the whole scene is bustling.

Feng Lianyi gently shakes his glass and holds his chin to look at it casually. He doesn't dare to turn his eyes, but he doesn't turn to the direction of yubeiyue and deliberately ignores her.

She smiled to herself, such a man, there is a word best described, that is - sullen!

She stood up, whether he looked at herself or not, and went straight to him and looked at him domineering.

"I want to talk to your Majesty in private about the details of the peace talks," said Huang Beiyue