No one felt it was strange at what the princess of Jing had suggested. There were even officials that gave what they thought were ambiguous smiles, as though they had seen through what the princess of Jing was thinking and were waiting to see a good show.
A princess of a small country proactively dancing in front of so many people, if she said she didn't have any other intentions, who would believe it. But right now, the Empress was present. This princess of Jing's actions were too direct. Seducing the Emperor in front of the Empress, was she relying on her good looks, or did she have no brains?
After He Heng heard the princess of Jing's words, he didn't immediately agree. He looked at Qu Qing Ju beside him as though he was asking her if she was interested in the dance of another race.
"Ben gong has heard that the Hu Guo Princess of Jing Country is devastatingly beautiful and can dance the most beautiful dance in the world. Today, I have the fortune to see Princess. If I can't see Princess dance, to us, it would be a kind of regret," Qu Qing Ju gave a dignified smile, "Princess, please dance."
Dai Rong hadn't thought that the one speaking would be the Empress of Da Long and not the Emperor. She first stilled and then stood to bow, replying: "Many thanks, Empress niangniang. Finishing, she took off the boots on her feet and then took off the wide robe on her body, revealing an exotic and beautiful attire.
When the men and women present saw this, they were slightly shocked. But thinking of the different customs of each country, they didn't show too blatant an expression. But inside, they couldn't help but compare this Hu Guo Princess to the dancers. At this kind of occasion, the females of prestigious families wouldn't lower themselves to perform. It was the dancers and singers who would come out to add to the fun.
And … … the most beautiful dance in the world? A tiny country dared to boast like this, they were really looking at the sky from the bottom of a well.
Qu Qing Ju looked at the exposed arms and flat stomach after Dai Rong took off her outer robe. She smiled as she raised the teacup. She swept her eyes across the musicians of Jing who were coming in from outside the hall. She bent her head to say in He Heng's ear: "The waist of the princess of Jing looks very enchanting, like a willow branch. It makes one want to go up and touch it." What she said was the truth. Even though this Hu Guo Princess had light wheat colored skin and didn't fit the taste of the men of Da Long, but her facial features were very beautiful and her figure was very hot. She was like a very flavorful pepper. Even though it wasn't essential, but people couldn't help but want to taste her just by looking at her.
He Heng carelessly swept a glance at the woman twisting her waist like a water snake. He remembered how Qu Qing Ju had looked when she was flying in her red dress. He laughed lightly by her ear: "Compared to Qing Ju, you're just so-so." In his view, this Hu Guo Princess did have some taste, but she wasn't a rare beauty. Instead, it was the faint charm that Qu Qing Ju exuded from her dance that moved his heart. Women with taste should be old wine, and the more one tasted, the more fragrant it became. Not this kind of strong wine. At the beginning, there was some taste, but if he drank a few more mouthfuls, what difference was there between it and the Shaodaozi wine on the roadside?
The more Dai Rong danced, the hotter her movements became. Like a poisonous snake, she unconsciously attracted the gazes of many men. Many men looked at her twisting waist, and there was only one word left in their minds, a beauty.
As the drumming became more urgent, Dai Rong's bare feet spun faster and faster. The moment the drumming stopped, she curled her toes and put her hands together. It was as though an enchanting goddess had taken back all her magic and once again became a noble princess.
He Heng was focused on talking to Qu Qing Ju. From beginning to end, he didn't look closely at how this Hu Guo Princess had danced. Seeing that she had finished, he raised his hand to state: "The dance of the princess of Jing really has a different kind of charm. Empress, what do you think?"
"Emperor is right," Qu Qing Ju smiled as she took over, "Princess is as beautiful as the sun. Why don't you give the red jade hairpin from ben gong's stores to Princess. At least this hairpin won't be wasted."
"Many thanks to the honored His Majesty the Emperor and Empress," Dai Rong saw that He Heng didn't seem to be stunned by her dance. Even though she was slightly regretful, her evaluation of He Heng increased. A man that wasn't easily bewitched by beauty, he could make her more interested in challenges than normal men, "But this is something that the Empress adores, this one doesn't dare to take it away."
"Princess is too polite," Qu Qing Ju smiled faintly as she touched the gold phoenix hairpin in her hair, "Or is it that Princess dislikes ben gong's hairpin?"
"This one doesn't dare," Dai Rong saw the Empress' expression wasn't good and hurriedly bowed, replying: "Many thanks to Empress for the gift."
"No need to be polite," The smile on Qu Qing Ju's face softened, "Ben gong heard that your country's Empress has been unwell recently. In the early years, ben gong had heard many of the Empress's heroic deeds and admired her greatly. After Imperial Son and Princess return to the country, please pass on ben gong's blessings to Empress."
Hearing the Empress mention his mother, Tu Er also stood and walked to stand next to his meimei. He respectfully gave a bow: "Many thanks to Empress for your concern. If Mother knew of this, she would be so happy she would recover without medicine."
Qu Qing Ju smiled, remarking: "Imperial Son's words are too serious. Both of you look like dragons and phoenixes among men. Who is older and who is younger?" She raised the teacup and used the lid to lightly cover the surface of the tea. Her tone was extremely calm as though she was just asking.
"Empress, this one is the elder," Tu Er remembered that he had called Dai Rong meimei in the hall before. Even if he hadn't called her that, but as an envoy, Da Long should have known who was the elder and who was the younger. But the Empress was asking in front of him, so he could only answer honestly.
"So it's like this," Qu Qing Ju nodded. She turned to He Heng and said, "Doesn't the Empress have a matter that she needs Emperor to decide on? Qie feels that the atmosphere right now is just right, and with all the officials and envoys present, it is suitable to end this matter."
Everyone present quieted down, their gazes moving back and forth between Tu Er and Dai Rong. Even though everyone knew what matter the Empress was talking about, but no one had thought that the Empress would bring it up so directly. But thinking that the letter had been written by Her Majesty the Empress, it was normal that the Empress had read the letter.
"If the Empress didn't mention it, zhen would have almost forgotten," He Heng naturally didn't need to spend too much effort on this kind of small matter. Even more, he was leaning towards Tu Er succeeding the throne. A woman like Dai Rong was too ambitious. For the Da Long Dynasty, they didn't need an overly ambitious king of a subordinate country, "Not long ago, the Empress sent a letter and hoped that zhen would choose one of the two as the successor. In zhen's view, both of them are rare and talented people. It really is hard to choose."
At this time, the officials that had received benefits from Dai Rong didn't dare to make a sound. They weren't dumb. Just now, the Empress had hinted that Imperial Prince Tu Er was the elder and Princess Dai Rong was the younger. If they didn't have eyes and spoke up for Princess Dai Rong, wouldn't that be making things difficult for the Empress?
"Emperor, the imperial son and princess are both di children, but there is an order of seniority. This subject thinks that Imperial Prince Tu Er should be made the Crown Prince." The Duke of Zhong Yi stood, raising his hands in a greeting, "If the heirs have not made any mistakes, establishing the eldest and di is the best choice."
When the Duke of Zhong Yi's words came out, several other officials came out to agree. They didn't abandon their stance just because Dai Rong was a beautiful woman.
"If that's the case, zhen will grant Imperial Prince Tu Er the Crown Prince. Write an Imperial Decree for the envoy to bring to the country of Jing to be read," He Heng slightly nodded, showing an expression of agreement, "Since this matter has been settled, let's continue the birthday banquet."
Dai Rong hadn't thought that her position as the Crown Princess would slip away without a sound. Before she came, her mother had clearly hinted that the Emperor of Da Long thought highly of her. Why didn't she see that the Emperor had any intentions of protecting her now?
She was clearly the princess of the country of Jing that was the most respected by the people. Her mother even had "Hu Guo" as her title. Why did the Emperor turn around and make her older brother?
Tu Er hadn't thought that the position of Crown Prince would come so suddenly. He first paused and then remembered to kneel down in thanks. He didn't know if he was thinking too much. He always felt that if the Empress hadn't said those words, maybe the position of Crown Prince wouldn't have anything to do with him.
But why did the Empress help him?
He suddenly stilled. His eyes were complicated as he looked at his meimei kneeling beside him. He had heard that the Empress of Da Long admired capable women. If meimei hadn't performed this dance, and was closer to the Empress, what would he have had?
He had said long ago that meimei would use the wrong method, but she thought that the women of Da Long were all docile and virtuous. She didn't think that even the women of the country of Jing had a myriad of changes, much less the vast Da Long. How could there be women that were the same in this world?
Meimei had lost because she was too proud and confident. She didn't believe that there were true feelings between the Emperor and the Empress. But this pair of Emperor and Empress in front of her was completely out of her expectations. Was this fate?
Until the end of the birthday banquet, Dai Rong Princess still hadn't recovered from the blow of losing her position as the successor. When the banquet ended, she walked out of Luan He Hall. When she saw the fireworks exploding in the sky, she finally realized that she had really failed. Ge ge had already become the successor recognized by the Emperor of Da Long.
What was the use of a princess that couldn't inherit the throne? After she returned to the country, she could only find a fuma, then have children and slowly die of old age in the princess fu … …
Days like that were too terrifying. She wanted to be the high and mighty Empress. If she couldn't become Empress, then wouldn't her previous pride become a joke?
Raising her head to look at the brilliant fireworks, she heard that even though the method to make this kind of fireworks wasn't hard, but it was very particular about the amount. Her own country couldn't make it, so she had to spend a lot of money to buy it from Da Long. So unless it was an important occasion, they wouldn't easily use such a precious thing, and they definitely wouldn't let it off for as long as Da Long did.
It was just the birthday of the Emperor, but they let off so many fireworks. Even after the banquet ended, they were still being lit. It was as though these things weren't worth anything, and even a child on the side of the road could light them up to play with.
The prosperous and prosperous Da Long, the bitter and cold country of Jing.
Dai Rong Princess's steps paused. She turned her head to look at the luxurious and exquisite Luan He Hall behind her. Even the jade steps and pillars outside the hall were so exquisite and extraordinary. Just what kind of luxurious and exquisite life did the women living in the Imperial Palace live?
Not far away, a group of people carried beautiful palace lanterns and surrounded a luan carriage that was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it. Behind the carriage, there were many palace maids dressed in beautiful clothes. Such a luxurious scene made her slightly stunned. She couldn't help but ask Luan and the guards outside, "Who is sitting in that beautiful carriage?"
The guard saw it was the princess of a subordinate country and politely answered: "That is the imperial carriage of the Empress. Because the Empress has already left with the Emperor, most of the servants have already left with the Imperial Carriage."
This kind of procession was when there was no one? Dai Rong Princess was slightly shocked. If the Empress was sitting inside, what kind of grand scene would it be?
Was this the life in the Imperial Palace of Da Long? No wonder Mother always talked about how prosperous and prosperous Da Long was. She had thought that Mother was exaggerating too much. Now that she had personally come to Da Long, she knew that the real Da Long was even more prosperous and exciting than what Mother had said.
She dazedly looked at the imperial carriage moving further and further away. She couldn't help but be slightly dazed. If she could live such a luxurious life in the future, how good would that be?
Right now, she couldn't be the future Emperor of Jing, but if she could be an imperial fei in Da Long and live such a luxurious and exquisite life, it wouldn't be a bad choice.
Didn't they say that the women favored by the Emperor of Da Long were nobler than the Empress? If she could become a woman even nobler than the Empress, at that time, why would she need to send gifts to the little officials of Da Long to curry favor? What was the throne of the country of Jing? Even if her brother became the Emperor, he could only obediently bow when he saw her. Even the Empress wouldn't dare to use that lofty attitude to treat her.
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