Chapter 260: The Emperor's Wrath Becomes a Beauty! 【3】

The man was struggling desperately, gasping for breath, his face was flushed, his breathing was difficult, his eyes were full of fear, but unfortunately he couldn't speak a word, even begging for mercy.

The whole audience was in an uproar, full of horror!

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

There was a sound of 'Puff', and everyone fell on the ground tremblingly, "Think twice, Your Majesty! Although Lin Shangshu's words are rude, he is also thinking of your country and society! I hope the emperor will see him for his loyalty. , spare him this time!"

"Jiangshan Sheji? Huh! What does it have to do with me!" Nalan Jing snorted coldly, his eyes filled with endless anger, "Even if I slaughtered all the people in the world for Yue'er, I wouldn't even blink, let alone talk to What did I say about Jiangshan Sheji! Jiangshan is nothing but a pile of dung in my eyes!"

The emperor turned into a beauty in anger!

Everyone in the audience was shocked, they never expected that the emperor would ~dote~ love the queen so much, for her, even if they slaughtered all the people in the world, so why not?

The eyes of the daughters of the aristocratic families are full of envy and hatred. If the emperor treats them like this, even if it is death, they will have no regrets!

Seeing that the man was about to die, Mu Hong sighed and stood up quickly, "Jing'er, although their words were violent, they were still loyal, why don't you let him go."

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

Lin Shangshu's body hit the table with a muffled bang, the table under him was smashed in half, Lin Shangshu also fell to the ground again, vomited blood, then tilted his head, and passed out.

That table was made of solid marble, and it was smashed in half. Now Lin Shangshu will be disabled even if he is not dead.

"Anyone who dares to persuade me to accept concubines and expand the harem again, don't blame me for being ruthless." Nalan Jing's expression was cold, and the murderous intent in his purple eyes immediately dropped the temperature in the imperial garden a lot.

Everyone shuddered involuntarily, and a feeling of fear surged in their hearts.

At this time, they realized that Nalan Jing was not Nalan Zheng at all, he was not so easy to handle, he didn't care about Jiangshan and these things at all, and in addition he was a strong man at the level of emperor warrior, who could threaten him? Who dares to threaten him? Isn't that courting death? !

"Don't think that this palace is the only one~favor~. Occupy the emperor and never let go." Mu Qianyue's eyes slowly swept down to the female relatives of the ministers, and continued, her voice was cold and contemptuous.

"Where were you when Jing Jing was just a powerless prince? Where were you when he lost sleep and couldn't see? Where were you when he was ridiculed by the whole city? When he was framed and escaped death, did you lend a helping hand? Now, Jing has undergone earth-shaking changes in terms of status, appearance, and strength. He has become the most honorable person in Jingyue Kingdom. You just want to post it. Enjoy this glory and wealth? Is there such a good thing in the world?"

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

"Let's not talk about that, but with my talent and strength, who of you can compare to me? Just relying on your singing, dancing, writing a poem, and painting a picture can be matched with the scene? Since you If you want to see me perform, I will satisfy you!" Mu Qianyue said coldly, "Come here, prepare the piano, pen and ink, and 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 or dance, let alone paint or write poems. 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 court lady brought the Yaoqin and set it up. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were also placed on the central desk in turn. The other two maids stood at both ends holding white silk cloths.

Everyone's eyes were full of doubts, what did she want this white silk cloth for?

Not far from the banquet is a small lake, the emerald green water of the lake glows with a dark green luster under the moonlight. I saw Mu Qianyue reached out to take the white silk cloth, raised her wrist lightly, and shook it, and the white soft~soft silk cloth immediately spread out like water waves, layer upon layer, like white clouds surging, like a fairy's arms. The light gauze on the arm, the bluish silver glow sprinkled on it is like a dream.

With a flick of the red sleeve gown, he picked up Yaoqin with one hand, raised and hooked his slender legs, and the inkstone on the table flew up like the wind, flying towards the top of the small lake.

Mu Qianyue's toes touched the ground, her body leaped into the air, her black hair danced lightly, her skirt fluttered, her slender fingers plucked the strings, and suddenly a burst of melodious piano sounds like flowing water flowed out.

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

Yaoqin, white silk cloth, inkstone, glazed cauldron and plants of medicinal materials seem to have life at this moment, and they automatically float in front of them, as if they are supported by a pair of hands invisibly.

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 the white silk cloth, forming a mountain and a river.

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

The audience was silent and there was an uproar. Everyone had already realized their original intention at this moment, and they all looked at the scene in disbelief with their eyes wide open. This is too awesome! They think they can do it by themselves while dancing and playing the piano, but they can't do it if they want to dance and paint while playing the piano!

More importantly, she seems to be still refining alchemy? !

Even though they are reluctant to do two things with one mind, sometimes they can't take care of themselves, not to mention four things with one mind! Moreover, it is possible to suspend the Yaoqin, inkstone, and glazed tripod in the air with the power of the soul, and to make alchemy at the same time, which consumes a lot of soul power!

If you don't have strong soul power, you can't do it at all! It can be seen that Mu Qianyue's soul power is very strong! The talent must not be bad either!

What Mu Qianyue played was the song of neon clothes and feathers, so what she danced was naturally the song of neon clothes and feathers. The sound of the piano is faint, like the sound of the darkness above the nine heavens, sometimes passionate, sometimes tactful, sometimes like high mountains and flowing water, sometimes like quiet mountains and forests.

The girl's dancing posture is even more stunning, like a fairy Lingbo under the moon, every time she bends down, every time she folds her body, every time she turns...all of them carry a fatal attraction.

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

I don't know why the sound of the piano stopped, and there was silence in the surrounding area, only the sound of the wind remained.

The painting on the white silk cloth has finally drawn the last stroke.

There was also a bewildering medicinal fragrance from the glazed cauldron...