This meal was a feast for both the guests and the host, but Nalan Fengjin never drank. After finishing the meal, Nalan Fengjin and Su Jinrui left Baolong Tower, and Nalan Fengjin and Su Jinrui returned to Prince Jin's Mansion together.
But on the way, he met a group of people, all of whom he knew, so Nalan Fengjin once again attended King Jin's grand dinner.
Singing, dancing, sheng and Xiao, and drinking and drinking, it was like a prosperous age and peace in the world.
Palace lanterns were hung in every corner of Prince Jin's palace, hundreds of candles were burning in the hall, and drums and music were playing.
Neither Nalan Xuyan nor his sister attended the banquet tonight.
Princess Nalan Ziyu was arranged next to Nalan Hanqi. Facing the beautiful young man Nalan Hanqi, Nalan Ziyu's shy face was more beautiful than the candlelight.
Nalan Ziyu was dressed noble and graceful tonight. As soon as she appeared in her attire, she attracted all the young masters present. Nalan Ziyu behaved generously and decently, and she only tasted the dishes that were just served.
Nalan Fengjin still didn't care. The banquet had nothing to do with her, and the entertainment had nothing to do with her. What mattered was that she was well fed.
Du Yuze saw that she was enjoying the food and put the fish in front of him in front of Nalan Fengjin. Su Jinrui smiled and pushed his own over. Chu Tianyou naturally wanted to come to his sect master. Ever since, there were four plates in front of Nalan Fengjin.
Nalan Fengjin pushed Chu Tianyou's plate back and said, "You are full." Then he started to take Du Yuze's plate, not forgetting to smile at Du Yuze. Du Yuze saw the oil stains on the corners of her lips and humorously took out a handkerchief to wipe it clean for her: "Eat slowly, it's all yours."
"Yeah." Nalan Fengjin nodded happily.
Jiang Ying and Xingyang looked at each other and sighed one after another: They can't compete with Du Yuze. The two shook their heads and sighed together and toasted each other with a glass of wine as a gesture of comfort.
When Le Zhengyu saw Nalan Fengjin eating three fish wantonly with chopsticks, and Du Yuze, who had always been arrogant and mysophobic, took the initiative to wipe the corners of her lips, her jaw was dislocated again.
The most discussed topic during the banquet was tomorrow's flower and boat show, and the matter of Xuan wanting to perform on stage was naturally mentioned many times. As Xuanruo's master, Nalan Fengjin became the target of a toast tonight.
Nalan Fengjin handled it with ease, but Nalan Fengjin once again shocked everyone, because after all the rounds of toasts, Nalan Fengjin was not drunk at all.
You can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, what a drinker you have. Who can drink better than her? But only Chu Tianyou on one side knew that all the wine he drank was secretly forced out through the little finger of his left hand by Nalan Fengjin. It was really pitiful for the potted flower behind Nalan Fengjin. If flowers could talk, they would protest. . .
After three rounds of drinking, we still didn't see any distinguished guests.
Nalan Zichen also stood up and picked up the wine glass and thanked her: "Speaking of which, I should also thank Sect Master Nalan for being willing to perform the opening ceremony at the flower and boat show to save my sister. I should give you a glass of Sect Master Nalan in return."
Nalan Fengjin smiled when he heard this and said, "Young Prince's politeness depends entirely on the trust of Your Majesty and Young Prince."
At this time, the Lincheng governor stood up again: "I heard that Master Nalan is very skilled in martial arts. I wonder if I can perform a performance for everyone present today."
This request was actually a bit abrupt. The hall fell silent again, and everyone looked at Nalan Fengjin. Prince Jin's expression condensed once again.
Nalan Fengjin's breath was slightly stagnant, but her facial expression did not change. Du Yuze, who was closest to her, seemed to have noticed something. He looked sideways at her and saw her eyes flashing. Then she picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip. And done. Giving King Jin a comforting look, King Jin finally let go of the tension in his heart when he saw Nalan Fengjin's eyes.
Nalan Fengjin stood up, walked to the lead dancer, and said something in the lead dancer's ear. The dancer greeted Nalan Fengjin and left with the other dancers.
After a while, the dancers filed in again, holding a plate in their hands with many wine glasses filled with wine.
Everyone's eyes were locked on her, not knowing what she was going to do. Nalan Fengjin, wearing a wide-sleeved Luo Xian skirt, stood in the center of the hall. Her clothes were simple, but she couldn't hide her elegance. Everyone just stared at her.
Su Jinrui looked at Nalan Fengjin in the palace, his eyes becoming darker. This girl is like a mystery, making people unable to understand or understand her.
Nalan Fengjin said: "Ajin wants to play a game with all the adults and gentlemen present. Ajin toasts with a sword dance. Whoever gets the wine has to drink it, okay?"
When everyone heard that this game was quite new, they couldn't help but become a little interested. They all praised it.
Nalan Fengjin smiled and replied: "I'd like to have the prince judge me. If you drink less, you'll be fined with a bottle of wine." Nalan Fengjin took this opportunity to wink at King Jin again, reassuring him that it was just for fun.
King Jin understood Nalan Fengjin and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay!"
Nalan Ziyu whispered to Nalan Hanqi next to her: "I didn't expect that sister Ajin would have so many fantastic ideas." Nalan Ziyu's voice was a little hoarse.
Nalan Hanqi said: "She has always been naughty."
Du Yuze suddenly arrived: "She is older than you, she is sister Ajin."
"..." Everyone was speechless.
Gu Beichen said to Jiang Ying, "Why do I like Ah Jin more and more the more I look at him?"
After hearing this, Li Xuan advised: "Du Yuze has already made it clear that he will take action. Just give up."
Xingyang sighed: "Since it's Yuze, I'm silent."
Jiang Ying said disapprovingly: "It sounds nice, but you can't compete with me at all."
The music of the musician sounded, and Nalan Fengjin danced accordingly. With a wave of Guangxiu, the long swords of the guards were unsheathed one after another. Just like that, ten swords began to fly around Nalan Fengjin, and the long swords seemed to be alive. This opening was a surprise.
The sound of the piano began as a slow river, gradually turning into a long rolling river that gathered hundreds of rivers, until the waves surged thousands of miles and became out of control.
Nalan Fengjin's figure was flying and spinning with the long sword, and everyone was dazzled to see it. At this moment, the tip of the long sword picked up the wine glasses, and sent them to the wine table from a distance. The wine glasses fell, and there was no trace of wine. Splash, the sword turned to Nalan Fengjin's side.
Those long swords seemed to have come to life beside her. Every one of the young masters here was not a master of martial arts. Naturally, they could see that this was a profound internal skill. Such profound internal strength is difficult for even a living ninth-grade master to achieve. Nalan Ziyu was completely stunned.
Nalan Hanyi and Nalan Hanqi were already shocked by Nalan Fengjin. Seeing her elegant and heroic movements, they had never really gotten drunk no matter how much they drank. They drank too much this time. Looking at the dreamlike woman in the hall, she was lying on the table with a trace of melancholy in her eyes.
No one in the hall thought that this game that was just a whim could be so exciting. I only know that whoever gives the sword will drink! No one cares about how much wine has been consumed, only whose table the beauty’s wine glass falls on. As the speed of the long sword became faster and faster, everyone was unknowingly feeling uncontrollably excited and their blood was boiling, as if they were willing to drink to death in such a scene.
Because of this sword dance, Nalan Fengjin became famous all over the world overnight.
Because of this sword dance, there is no beauty in Nalan Hanqi's eyes.
Because of this sword dance, Nalan Ziyu's elaborate makeup that she spent a whole day on was dimmed.
Because of this dance, Du Yuze intuitively felt that the years would be peaceful.
Because of this dance, all the princes only lamented that King Xiang had feelings and the goddess had no dreams.
Because of this sword dance, there were not many fully conscious people left in the hall.
From then on and for many years, sword dance was still very popular in the court, but since then, no dancer has been able to perform such a thrilling dance.
However, many years later, when the new emperor ascended the throne, he strictly ordered that the sword dance was no longer allowed.
Nalan Fengjin was accompanying him, and only Chu Tianyou could tell that his sect leader was not really dancing. But Wu. That is the way of returning home that everyone in the martial arts world longs for.
When Nalan Xuyan walked into the hall, he saw exactly this scene. No one in the hall had noticed when he came in, and the communication from the servants had no effect. King Jin was busy looking to see if anyone drank the wine, and kept slapping the table and shouting: "Okay! Happy! Good! Happy, happy!"
In Nalan Xuyan's eyes, everyone in the hall had turned into a lunatic. But when he saw that the person dancing in the hall was actually Nalan Fengjin, he was startled. The woman in front of him was soft yet strong, and the dancing The sword is one part heroic, three parts tender, three parts free and easy, and one part uncontested. What will you do when you return? ! !
The figures flying in the field are dazzling, swords fly out, wine glasses fall, and in harmony with the music of the piano, sometimes it is like thousands of horses galloping, so exciting! Sometimes they are like white clouds coming out of Xiu, and they are as graceful as a startled dragon.
Nalan Xuyan stood at the door of the hall and looked at the figure of the woman in the hall without moving his eyes away.
The steward of Prince Jin's Mansion quietly stepped back with a slightly embarrassed look on his face. He had just gone to inform Prince Jin. Prince Jin didn't listen to him at all and thought he was in the way and pushed him aside. He didn't know how to answer Mr. Xu Yan, but Seeing Nalan Xuyan smiling as if he didn't care, she tilted her head and whispered a few instructions to him. The housekeeper immediately nodded and went to make arrangements.
After a while, Nalan Xuyan's seat was arranged between Nalan Fengjin and Du Yuze.
When Nalan Xuyan had just sat down but had not yet settled down, he saw a sword carrying a wine glass and falling in front of him. He was slightly startled and heard King Jin shouting: "General Nalan, drink." !Drink!" Nalan Xuyan raised his glass and took one drink, and then another. He suddenly smiled and took another glass. Those long swords lined up and passed in front of Nalan Xuyan's eyes one by one. Xu Yan cheered again and again.
Nalan Fengjin's figure in the hall was spinning and flying lightly, sometimes her long sword flew around her, and sometimes she held out gorgeous cut flowers. It was dazzling, but even so, Nalan Xuyan could still clearly see Nalan Fengjin's indifferent eyes. Nalan Xuyan smiled, and his fingertips crossed his lips intentionally or unintentionally.
Du Yuze's eyes had glanced at Nalan Xuyan.
At this time, Nalan Hanyi, who was lying on the table, suddenly sat up. He turned his head and saw Nalan Xuyan, with his mouth full of white teeth. He smiled, moved his seat, and sat where Nalan Fengjin originally sat. While Nalan Xuyan was drinking, he patted Nalan Xuyan on the back and cheered loudly: "Well done! Good drinker!"
Chu Tianyou looked a little drunk when he saw Nalan Fengjin flying with the long sword: "Everyone, don't take any ideas from my sect leader, she can't afford to offend anyone."
But at this moment, another person walked in outside the main hall. The person was dressed in black clothes and had an outstanding temperament. As soon as he saw him, he felt that this person was not ordinary because of his suave and majestic appearance.
Nalan Fengjin was the first to notice the man. He suddenly thought of something and stopped. With a wave of his hand, the long swords were sheathed. Nalan Fengjin turned to look at the man.
