Rebirth is not the queen's prostitute Wushuang

One, two, three, inspiration

"Pei Shan, where has Xileng gone?" Lan Yelei looked around, unable to find Lan Xileng's figure.

After all, this place is a palace banquet, which is not as good as the home of ordinary people.

The royal family and all the ministers of the current dynasty are there.

If one person makes a mistake, it may be the whole family's head loss.

In Lan Yelei's eyes, Lan Xileng is just a child after all. Even if he hates Chen Aoshan, his bones and blood relationship cannot be erased.

"I just saw Xileng at Concubine Mu. After the emperor and Concubine Mu came, Xileng went there." Lan Ruoqing reached out and pointed in the direction of Concubine Mu.

"Why is this child so ignorant?" Lan Yelei was angry and wanted to find Lan Xileng back.

"Ye Lei, Xileng is able to enter the palace, which is also a post by Concubine Mu. Now Xileng goes to thank him, which is also the right thing to do. And the child knows the depth, so you don't have to worry. Look, the girls on the stage What a great performance.”

There are already some third-rank officials' daughters performing hard. It is the dream of many people to take this opportunity to enter the palace.

If you can be taken by any prince, you will be rich and prosperous for life.

"In my eyes, my Qing'er is the best!"

Lan Yelei didn't even look at those people. His eyes were fixed on Lan Ruoqing, stroking Lan Ruoqing's long hair. He said kindly: "Qing'er, you are the pride of your father and mother. Although you are a daughter. , but Dad loves you the most.”

"Dad, I know!" Inexplicably, the fog covered Lan Ruoqing's eyes.

Although I knew that Lan Yelei loved her, it was the first time I told her this bluntly.

"In my life, I just want to stay with my parents and wait for them until I grow old."

"Silly girl, you will get married after all!" Lan Yelei didn't understand the feelings of his younger daughter, and was still planning for her daughter's lifelong affairs.

"Ye Lei, we are here, so don't talk about Qing'er's affairs! It seems like we are eager to marry our daughter."

Chen Peishan knew Lan Ruoqing's thoughts and took over Lan Yelei's words for her.

A burst of applause suddenly rang out in the pavilion, and five drums were arranged on the ground of the stage. A woman in a wide and long-sleeved dance dress leaned over and knelt on the drum, kneeled on the drum face with her knees, slapped the drum face with one hand and raised her sleeves with the other. Turning his head and looking up.

Suddenly, he jumped down from the drum, looked back at the drum, and his sleeves were flying, and he was as light as a flying swallow, and as quick as a geek.

"Whose daughter is this, she dances so well? It seems that she is about to win the first prize." Lan Yelei admired sincerely.

"Yes!" Chen Peishan also saw the wonderful things on the stage. "This woman has beautiful dances and skillful dance steps. It seems that she has put in some hard work."

Seeing that Lan Ruoqing's parents' attention had shifted, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up but saw Huangfu Haoxuan looking at her again, and seemed to have never left.

"Ruoqing, look, that girl looks like Yingxue!" Shen Peishan's words pulled back Lan Ruoqing's thoughts.

Lan Ruoqing looked at the girl on the stage. Sure enough, except for the aristocratic temperament that Yingxue did not have, the other ones, their face shape, eyebrows, eyes, and figure were exactly the same.

Lan Ruoqing couldn't help but stand up and walked towards the girl who was retreating.

The girl dragged her swaying dance skirt and walked to the middle of the Prime Minister's house's family.