Ghost King’s Medical Consort Chapter 262: The emperor’s anger turned into a red face! 【3】

The man struggled desperately, gasping for breath, his face flushed red, his breathing was difficult, his eyes were full of fear, but unfortunately he couldn't say a word, not even a word to beg for mercy.

The audience was stunned and horrified!

Everyone really didn't expect Nalan Jing to be angry when he said he was angry, and he would kill people! Still in front of the ministers!

There was a sound of 'putong', and everyone fell on the ground tremblingly, "Think twice, Your Majesty! Although Lin Shangshu's remarks are rude, he is also thinking of your country and society! I hope the Emperor sees his loyalty in him. For his sake, spare him this time!"

"Jiangshan Sheji? Humph! What's the deal with me!" Nalanjing snorted coldly, his eyes filled with endless anger, "Even if I slaughter the world for the sake of Yue'er, I won't blink, let alone Don't tell me what to say to me! Jiangshan is just a pile of dung in my eyes!"

The emperor's anger turned into a red face!

The whole audience was shocked. I didn't expect the emperor to love the queen so much. Why would he kill everyone in the world for her?

The eyes of the daughters of noble families are full of envy, jealousy and hatred. If the emperor treats them like this, even if they die, they will have no regrets!

Seeing that the man was dying, Mu Hong sighed and stood up quickly, "Jing'er, although their words are too aggressive, they are loyal, so let him go."

"For Grandpa's sake, I will spare your life today. If there is a next time, I will definitely kill you!" Nalan Jing frowned slightly, let go of his hand, and threw him out fiercely. .

Lin Shangshu's body slammed on the table, with a muffled pop, the table under him was smashed into two halves, Lin Shangshu also fell to the ground again, vomited blood, then tilted his head and fainted. past.

The table was made of solid~hard marble, and it was smashed in half. Lin Shangshu would be crippled if he didn't die.

"If anyone dares to persuade me to accept the concubine again and expand the harem, don't blame me for being ruthless." Na Lanjing's expression was cold, and the murderous intent in his purple eyes suddenly caused the temperature in the imperial garden to drop by a tick. few.

Everyone shuddered and felt a sense of fear in their hearts.

At this time, they realized that Nalan Jing is not Nalan government at all, and it is not so easy to handle. He doesn't care about Jiangshan and these things. In addition, he is a strong warrior at the level of emperor, who can threaten him. ? Who dares to threaten him? Isn't that looking for death? !

"Don't think that this palace is the only one~favored~. Occupy the emperor and don't let go." Mu Qianyue's eyes slowly swept to the daughters of the ministers below, and continued, her voice was cold and contemptuous. .

"When the scene was just a powerless and powerless prince, where were you? When he lost sleep and couldn't see, where were you? When he was ridiculed and ridiculed by the people of the city, you were again Where is it? Did you lend a helping hand when he was framed for a long time? Now, Jingyue has undergone earth-shaking changes in terms of status, appearance and strength, and he has become the most honorable person in Jingyue Kingdom. Post it, enjoy this glory and wealth? Is there such a good thing in the world?"

The faces of the women were extremely ugly, they bit their lips and lowered their heads in shame.

"Let's not talk about this, just with my talent and strength, who can compare to me? Just rely on you to sing, dance, write a poem, and draw a picture to match the scenery? Since you want to see me perform, I will satisfy you!" Mu Qianyue said coldly, "Come here, prepare the piano, pen and ink, and also prepare a piece of white silk cloth two meters long and one meter wide."

Nalan Jing's eyes showed anticipation when he heard this. He had never seen Yue'er sing, dance, paint or write poetry, and he had never seen it before. Does he want to thank these people? If it weren't for them, I'm afraid he would never see Yue'er singing and dancing for him in this life.

Soon, a palace maid presented the Yaoqin and set it up. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were also placed on the central desk in turn. The other two palace maids stood at each end with a white silk cloth.

Everyone's eyes are full of doubts. What does she want this white silk cloth to do?

Not far from the banquet is a small lake, the green lake glows with a faint green luster in the moonlight. I saw Mu Qianyue stretched out her hand and took the piece of white silk cloth, raised her wrist slightly, and with a flick, the white and soft silk cloth spread out like a wave of water, layer upon layer, like white clouds surging, like a fairy's arm. The light gauze that was held, the pale silver light sprinkled on it like a dream.

The red sleeve robe flicked lightly, held the Yaoqin in one hand, and lifted the slender leg with a hook, and the inkstone on the table flew up like the wind, flying towards the top of the small lake.

Mu Qianyue tipped her toes on the ground, her body leaped into the air, her black hair danced lightly, her skirt fluttered, her slender fingers plucked the strings, and a melodious sound like running water poured out.

Playing the Yaoqin with one hand, at the same time summoning the glazed cauldron, and taking out dozens of medicinal herbs.

Yaoqin, white silk cloth, inkstone, glazed cauldron, and each of the medicinal materials seemed to have life at this moment, and they automatically floated in front of them, as if there were a pair of hands supporting them.

Mu Qianyue held the Yaoqin and danced in the air. Every time she plucked the strings, the ink in the inkstone flew out like water, and dyed on the white silk cloth, forming a mountain and water .

At the same time, the soul force controls the medicinal materials in the cauldron, calcining and refining...

The audience was silent and there was an uproar. At this moment, everyone had already realized their original intention, and they all stared at the scene in disbelief with wide eyes. This is too awesome! They asked themselves that they could do it while dancing and playing the piano, but they couldn't do it if they danced and painted while playing the piano!

More importantly, she seems to be still concocting pills? !

Double-minded, they are still reluctant, and sometimes they will take care of themselves, not to mention single-mindedness! Moreover, with soul power, you can suspend Yaoqin, inkstone, and glazed cauldron in the air, and you have to concoct alchemy at the same time, which is very consuming soul power!

If the soul is not strong, it can't be done at all! It can be seen that Mu Qianyue's soul power is very strong! Talent will not be bad either!

Mu Qianyue is playing the song of the neon clothes and feather clothes, and the dance is naturally the neon clothes and feather clothes. The sound of the qin is vague, like the faint sound of the nine heavens, sometimes excited, sometimes tactful, sometimes like mountains and flowing water, and sometimes quiet like mountains and forests.

The dance of the girl is even more dazzling, like Fairy Lingbo under the moon, every time she bends down, bends her body, and turns every time...all with a fatal attraction.

The moonlight as bright as water shone on her body, as if plated with a layer of silver gauze, gorgeous and charming, but not dazzling.

I don't know what the sound of the piano stopped, and there was silence all around, except for the sound of the wind.

The painting on the white silk cloth was finally drawn.

There is also a confusing medicinal fragrance from the glazed tripod...