Ghost King’s Medical Consort

The man was struggling desperately, panting with big mouths, his face flushed, his breathing was difficult, his eyes were full of fear, but unfortunately he couldn't say a word, and he couldn't even say a word for mercy.

The audience screamed and horrified!

Everyone really didn't expect Nalanjing to get angry when he was angry, and even kill someone! Still in front of the officials!

'Puff Tong' knelt down, everyone was shaking ~ trembling on the ground, "The emperor think twice! Although Lin Shangshu is rude, but it is also for the sake of your Jiangshan society! I hope the emperor will see him for his loyalty. , Spare him this time!"

"Jiangshan Sheji? Huh! What to do with me!" Nalanjing snorted coldly, eyes filled with endless anger, "Even if it is for Yue'er to slaughter the world, I won't blink, let alone follow What did I say about Jiangshan Sheji! Jiangshan is nothing more than a pile of dung in my eyes!"

The emperor was angry as a beauty!

The whole audience was shocked. I didn't expect the emperor to treat the queen like this. For her, why not even slaughter the world?

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

Seeing that the man was dying, Mu Hong sighed and stood up quickly, "Jing'er, although they have spoken too much, they are still very loyal. Why not let him go."

"For the sake of grandpa, I will spare you today, and if there is another time, you will definitely die!" Nalan Jing frowned upon hearing this, let go, and threw him out fiercely.

Lin Shangshu smashed the table with a muffled sound. The table under him was smashed in half. Lin Shangshu also fell to the ground again, vomiting blood, then tilted his head and passed out.

The table was made of hard~hard marble, and it was actually smashed in half. Now Lin Shangshu will be disabled if he is not dead.

"If anyone dares to persuade me to accept my concubine and expand the harem, don't blame me for being ruthless." Nalanjing's expression was cold, her purple eyes contained a bitter killing intent, which immediately caused the temperature in the imperial garden to drop a lot.

Everyone couldn't help but shudder, a feeling of fear surged in their hearts.

At this time, they realized that Nalanjing was not Nalanzheng at all. He was not so easy to handle. He didn't care about Jiangshan. Besides, he was a powerful emperor, who could threaten him? Who would dare to threaten him? Isn't that looking for death? !

"Don't think of your own house alone ~ pamper~. Occupy the emperor." Mu Qianyue slowly swept down the ministers' family members below, and continued, with coldness and contempt in her voice.

"When Jing was just a powerless prince, where were you? When he lost sleep and couldn't see, where were you? When he was ridiculed and mocked by the people in the city, where were you? When he was framed for nine deaths, did you ever lend a helping hand? Now, Jing, regardless of his status, appearance, and strength have undergone earth-shaking changes, and he has become the most noble person in Jingyue Kingdom. You want to post it, Enjoy this splendor and wealth? Is there such a good thing in the world?"

The girls were extremely ugly, biting their lips and lowering their heads in shame.

"Leave aside, with my talent and strength, who of you can compare to me? Just rely on you to sing, dance, compose a poem, and draw a picture to match the scene? Since you are you If you want to see my performance, I will satisfy you!" Mu Qianyue said coldly, "Come here, prepare piano, pen and ink, and prepare a piece of white silk cloth two meters long and one meter wide."

Nalan Jing's eyes showed expectation when he heard this. He hadn't seen Yue'er sing or dance, nor did he ever see any paintings or poems. Does he want to thank these people? If it weren't for them, I'm afraid he would never have seen Yue'er sing and dance for him in his life.

Soon a maid presented the yaqin and set it up. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were also placed on the table in the center one by one. The other two maids were holding white silk cloth and standing at each end.

Everyone's eyes were filled with doubts. What did she want this white silk cloth for?

Not far from the banquet is a small lake, the turquoise lake glowing with a green luster under the moonlight. I saw Mu Qianyue stretched out her hand to take the piece of white silk cloth, raised her wrist lightly, and flicked, the white soft ~ soft silk cloth suddenly spread out like water waves, layered on top of each other, like white clouds surging, like a fairy's arm The tucked veil, the pale silver brilliance sprinkled on it like a dream.

The red sleeves flicked, and he held the Yaoqin in one hand. As soon as the slender legs were lifted and hooked, the inkstone on the table flew 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 ink hair danced lightly, her skirts flying, her slender fingers plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano came out like running water.

Playing the Yaoqin in one hand, he summoned a glazed cauldron and dozens of medicinal materials.

Yaoqin, white silk cloth, inkstones, colored glaze pots, and strains of medicinal materials all seemed to be alive at this moment, automatically floating in front of them, as if there was a pair of hands supporting them invisibly.

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

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

The audience was silent and in an uproar. Everyone had already realized their original intention at this moment. They opened their eyes and looked at the scene before them incredulously. This is too awesome! When a person dances and plays the piano alone, they ask themselves that they can do it, but they can't do it if they want to dance while playing the piano and paint at the same time!

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

With one mind and two purposes, they are reluctant, and sometimes they will be flawless, let alone four purposes! Moreover, with the soul power, the Yaoqin, the inkstone, and the glazed cauldron can be suspended in the air while making alchemy. This is very soul power!

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

Mu Qianyue played the neo-shang feather tune, and naturally it was neon feathers. The sound of the piano is faint, like the sound of the soul above the nine heavens, sometimes agitated, sometimes tactfully, sometimes like a mountain and running water, and sometimes like a quiet mountain forest.

The young girl's dancing posture is even more overwhelming, like the fairy Lingbo under the moon, every time she bends, every time she turns, every time she turns... all carries a fatal attraction.

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

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

The painting on the white silk cloth finally made the final stroke.

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