Quick Transmigration of Prince Charming

“Have a feast!”

Following the order of the young emperor, two rows of court ladies wearing pink makeup carried exquisite glass cups and placed each In front of the individual.

The dishes are all ready, everyone鈥檚 table is placed on three cakes, a fruit plate, a few warm dishes and a pot of wine, the air exudes a sultry aroma , The minister of civil and military affairs who had arrived here early could not help but subconsciously start swallowed saliva.

Imperial Palace鈥檚 imperial kitchen鈥檚 level is not comparable to the craftsmanship of the cooks outside. If the imperial kitchen of the imperial palace can鈥檛 even compare to the cooks outside, what qualifications do they have to give to the emperor in the Imperial Palace? Concubines are cooking!

Lin Xining still has the style of Young Master Leng, elegantly using the ivory white jade chopsticks in his hand to pick up a pink meat slice in front of him, and slowly put it in his mouth.

The delicate meat slices have a strong fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus as soon as they enter your mouth. The meat slices are soft and waxy like a clear sweet spring, and they slip into your throat and enter your esophagus.

“How about, this’Liu Fei’ is not bad!”

“The emperor’s new master chef’s masterpiece.”

Yuan Fuhua Seeing Lin Xining’s calm appearance, he said so unwillingly to be lonely next to him, and the words are full of understanding and familiarity with Imperial Palace’s royal food.

Lin Xining took the chopsticks and clamped another piece of chopsticks slowly, before putting it in his mouth, and turned back: “Yes.”

Lin Xining replied. It was like turning on a certain switch of the Prime Minister Yuan, and moving cheeky to Lin Xining to explain to him the taste and origin of each dish.

“It seems that my prime minister and my emperor brother get along very harmoniously.”

The emperor didn鈥檛 know when he walked around behind the two of them, and he suddenly showed up. Such a sentence. If he were to be someone else, Yuan Fuhua would definitely want to find a way to rule him out.

Yuan Fuhua and Lin Xining bowed and bowed to the emperor: “The emperor.”

The emperor lifted one hand from the emptiness: “You don鈥檛 need to be polite, there is no monarch and minister today. I’m here to see my emperor brother.”

Yuan Fuhua sat back to his place wittily, leaving space for the two of them.

The emperor walked to Lin Xining with a streamer cup, looked at the two legs on his wheelchair, and said with emotion: “I have not seen the emperor for five or six years! The emperor has a leg problem. I don鈥檛 want to walk around again. When I have this opportunity, I will ask you to come out for activities. Don鈥檛 always stay in Jin鈥檚 palace and not come out~”

“By the way, I heard people say that you like to go to Yunyan Pavilion recently. I I specifically asked someone to call the people from Yunyan Pavilion. In a while, the emperor can look forward to it.”

Lin Xining lowered his head and held up the wine glass on the table.

“Many thanks, the emperor is compassionate.”

The emperor gently clinked a glass with him: “What are you polite between you and me~”

After that, take a sip After drinking all the liquor in the glass, he handed the empty glass to the palace lady who was waiting behind.

“I won’t accompany you anymore, I’ll go to communicate with the envoys of the Fan Kingdom!”

Lin Xining bowed his hands and watched him leave.

“Hey, the Yunyan Pavilion you have been going to recently, how is it going? The emperor invites them at a banquet? What is the background?”

“I don’t know, but Yunyan Pavilion The dancing girl dances to dance is very novel.”

Yuan Fuhua narrowed her eyes, raised her wine cup and raised her lightly: “Really?”

Lin Xining chuckled lightly, “Naturally .”

“Sir Prime Minister, can look forward to it~”

“Okay! Alright!”

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At the end of the banquet, a group of women in lo skirts with exposed arms and legs walked into the great hall.

They all appeared on the stage and attracted the attention of the audience.

There are nine women in total, eight of them are arranged on two sides, headed by a red dressed woman, and each of them wears a veil to cover half of their face.

A lively and rhythmic music came from the musicians. The woman wearing a lo skirt in the field quickly changed formation, and her body jumped with the music.

Lin Xining looked away and almost didn’t laugh.

Seeing lo skirts and house dances in this ancient time is so exciting.

But the well-trained Lin Xining held it back, but that Junyi’s face was getting stiff.

After the dance, everyone broke out with unprecedented enthusiasm. Some unmarried men looked at these women with bright eyes.

“pa pa pa …..”

“Yes! Not bad! It’s a performance of Yunyan Pavilion. It seems that I didn’t hire the wrong person.”

“Reward, a hundred taels of gold.”

These women bent their knees and lowered their heads: “Thank Your Majesty for showing love.”

These women have thanked the emperor for his reward. Slowly exiting the great hall, a woman wearing a blue gradient dress enters immediately.

The woman also wore a veil, and the musician saw the woman come on stage, and a piece of music that no one had heard except Lin Xining sounded again.

The woman’s swaying lithe and graceful figure once again captured all the eyeballs in the center of the great hall, her dance is light, soft and free.

“Jinghong Dance.”

Lin Xining can be sure that this is definitely an essential skill for every traversing girl.

The “Jinghong Dance” lost tomorrow will always be mastered by a group of transversal women.

Lin Xining raised his head at a melancholy forty-five degree angle. Is this aerial world conquered by a group of transgressive women who can only plagiarize! !

Lin Xining is sorting out the original memory when the time comes, and he knows that the’late girl’ is a matter of transmigrator.

No way, it’s too obvious.

‘The Poetry Conference’, a woman can make a heart-wrenching verse like’Drunk lying in the battlefield Jun Moxiao, fighting a few people back in ancient times’, how can you call Lin Xining ignore it?

“Wow!!”

“So beautiful!!!”

“This woman, it should only be in the sky!”

“Such looks make us envy us!”

“…”

Lin Xining heard the crowd suddenly become noisy and looked up.

I saw that the pure white veil slowly slipped off one side, revealing the peerless face of the woman.

The man sitting behind the seat was explained by the people in front of him. What he said was a heart-scratching man, continuously looking forward.

After the dance.

The woman’s slender hands pinned the veil that slipped to one side again, covering her amazing face.

“What is the name of your dance.”

When the emperor saw that peerless face, he was slightly surprised and was amazed.

But soon came back to his senses and asked the woman who had covered her face again.

“The name of this dance is’Jinghong’.” The woman’s voice is crisp, like a oriole screaming, pleasant to the ear.

“But you made it yourself?”

Lin Xining also looked forward to how this woman would answer.

“No.”

The emperor’s curiosity was completely drawn out.

Ask: “Who did that?”

The woman did not rush, and lowered her brows steadily: “It was a senior teacher who accidentally encountered Yes, the senior has passed away.”

The emperor regretted nodded, and then continued to ask: “What is your name?”

When everyone heard it, the thought came to mind. They are all pressed down, and it seems that the emperor is preparing to expand the harem.

The woman leaned slightly, and returned without humbleness or arrogance: “The girl is called Luo Wanwan.”

“Late night? A good name.”

Immediately, The emperor set his eyes on Lin Xining who was eating melons.

“How does the emperor feel about this’late girl’?”

Lin Xining saw this melon almost slapped him, and hurriedly bowed his hand to the emperor.

“The minister thinks it’s good, and it matches the Imperial Brother ….” Good match, Lin Xining also thought about the word before uttering it.

The emperor is hearing this, with a wave of waves flashing under his eyes, looking at that silhouette who is sitting in a wheelchair somewhat lonely, and poking his mouth boringly.

“The emperor thinks it’s good, that’s good. Come, give a seat to the’Late Night Girl’ and join the banquet.”

“Yes.”

The palace man quickly moved the table and chair, and some embarrassed didn’t know where to put her seat.

The emperor took a look and said, “Place it behind the prime minister.”

The palace man placed his seat behind Yuan Yuhua, and walked over quickly.

Immediately, a strange fragrance filled the breath of Lin Xining and Yuan’s glitz.

Lin Xining wrinkled his nose in disgust. The smell was too strong and affected his judgment of food.

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