Su Li's smile was very arrogant and radiant. Her clothes were also vermilion, just like the other concubines, with a red background. However, the slight change was very obvious. The moment she entered, Shengxiao's voice slowly sounded.
Shui Mei and Yan Jin's red color appeared fragile in the face of many vermilion colors, but they were not suitable for people with red and purple colors. Perhaps the red color was right. It reflected her original glory, but she had to admit that this glory was so overwhelming that she could not breathe.
Consort Xuan's red dress was embroidered with vermilion algae as usual. It complemented Lin Hanxi's face and looked noble and enchanting. The fourth concubine's red dress was even more similar, as if showing off her status.
However, at this time, the most eye-catching piece among all the red dresses was the one Su Li was wearing.
The red dress that Su Li was wearing had a name, and it was called the Vermillion Bird Sun Dance Suit. The red wings of the Vermillion Bird were embroidered with golden threads, and it looked as if it was flying towards the dazzling sun. Every feather was soft and vermilion, without a trace of color. It shone brightly, reflecting the lights in the hall.
Her skirt swept past every seat, and her black and white long robe was like a shareholder's wave, striking everyone's retina.
Gongshu Wen smiled, and so did Chi Wei.
Su Li's hair was tied up in a high bun, and her Golden Phoenix Steps fluttered in the air as she walked. The magnificence of her steps stung Shui Mei's eyes.
He closed his eyes again.
The silence in the hall accentuated the sound of Su Li's footsteps. They were so clear, crisp, and light... However, the echoes of her footsteps on the bluestone floor sounded extremely heavy in Yi Shuimei's ears. It was like the sound of the last moment of life, the sound of fear, saying that your life was about to end, that you had come to the end.
In reality, it was not that her life could not last long, but that her heart could no longer look forward to it. There was no vitality, just like dead ashes. She was just doing mechanical movements and supplying blood mechanically. However, this was so cruel that it told her that she was almost a walking corpse.
Under Jiang Baiqu's care, Su Li slowly walked to the golden seat under the watchful eyes of the crowd. Jiang Baiqu smiled and looked at her eagerly. He did not sit down, but waited for the woman to sit down first, showing his utmost concern. It deeply pricked the nerves of the other concubines.
Even Jiang Baiqu knew that he was in pain.
However, he still smiled calmly as he waited for the woman in the luxurious dress to sit down.
Su Li was a little confused, or rather, hesitant. She raised her head and looked at Bai Qu, her eyes full of doubt, or perhaps worry. However, Jiang Baiqu's smile was still as warm as ever, as if it was always as reassuring as the sun in spring.
Jiang Baiqu smiled and gently put his hand on Su Li's shoulder. He did not care how many people in the hall were looking at him, and he said gently,""Sit down." As he spoke, he exerted a little force on his hand.
Su Li felt his warmth and bent her knees.
Sitting on the golden throne, Su Li felt the warmth in her heart, but it was like a sharp knife cutting into Yi Shuimei's nerves, but she knew that she was numb to it. A stiff smile that seemed to be carved out of the same mold, followed by speechlessness.
Yan Jin sat behind Yi Shuimei and could only feel sad.
Jiang Baiqu was still smiling, but it was unclear whether he was smiling at Su Li, Yi Shuimei, or Yan Jin. It was just that this leisurely and gentle posture deeply hurt their hearts.
Yi Shui Mei, Yan Jin, Lin Han Xi, flowers have been, and even fly catkins.
When Fei Xu saw that all of her Imperial Brother's attention and concern was focused on a woman of unknown origins, she was also stung. At least Yi Shuimei had gained her approval. No matter what kind of person her father was, at least she knew who her father was. But what about Su Li? Who was Su Li's father? Whose child was Su Li? He knew nothing about it.
In fact, Su Li was also from an aristocratic family, and she was a descendant of the Sumen family, a family that had been carefully selected by both sides. The Sumerians had declined, but they were declining nobles. They would not lose their status or fight for power. The Su Sect had declined, but in recent years, there were still some famous figures in the nine provinces.
Su Wanrong, the young master of the Demonic Sect, and Zhan Yan, the young master of the Sumen Sect, were examples. Although they were not directly related, Su Li was their younger sister in terms of seniority.
Besides, Su Li had willow-like eyebrows and a pair of eyes that were easily twinkling. She didn't need to be emotional, but she had a flirtatious appearance. The charm in her eyes was already revealed vividly in her beautiful eyes.
Fei Xu coughed lightly and bowed."" Imperial brother…" She wanted to remind Jiang Baiqu, but before she could say it, Jiang Baiqu had already used his laughter to suppress Fei Xu's voice."Hehe, Feixu, I know.”He seemed to know what Fay needed to say, but he didn't say it.
Then, he caressed Su Li's chin provocatively and said with a smile,""Let's begin."
His voice was like a pardon, releasing the heavy atmosphere in the hall. Many ministers stood up to propose a toast, and they all said all kinds of congratulatory words in the official language, nothing new.
As for Jiang Baiqu, he pulled Su Li along and drank one glass after another like a newlywed couple. It was as if this was a wedding banquet for the two of them, not a New Year's Eve banquet.
For a moment, it seemed that other than Yan Jin, everyone had forgotten about Yi Shuimei. Fei Xu was surrounded by many ministers. She kept taking wine glasses, drinking, and pushing wine, repeating this kind of socializing action.
Yi Shuimei stood there blankly, not knowing what to do. Xuan Fei and the others could only sit in their seats and socialize with their relatives for a few cups, then wait for the cold reception.
At this moment, Lin Hanxi sighed and said to the other concubines,"" Sisters, let's have a drink..." Her voice could not hide the deep loneliness in her heart. Almost all the concubines fell silent after this incident. What did this mean? Even the most jealous concubine lowered her proud head in front of the woman named Su Li, knowing that everything was over. She was even more negative than when she saw Yi Shuimei.
They did not say anything, but they raised their glasses. The reason was simple. When Yi Shuimei rejected Bai Qu's love, and even insulted it, Su Li was pandering to Bai Qu, whether she wanted to or not.
At this moment, Shui Mei seemed to be in a meditative state, her eyes were wooden. Apart from her, Yan Jin was the last concubine to raise her cup. Hua Yi's expression darkened. Everyone seemed to have made an agreement and sighed silently. Or rather, it was a tacit understanding.
A woman as beautiful, intelligent, and peerless as Yan Jin had also lost in this inexplicable war. Even though she had been following Bai Qu's heart, she still couldn't. He liked women who were easy to manipulate, right?
They were all thinking about their own thoughts. Yan Jin pulled Yi Shuimei, then picked up the same white porcelain wine glass from her table and closed his eyes.
There was no clinking of glasses, no words, no smile. New Year's Eve was as clear as day.
After three rounds of wine, Yi Juntian did not come to drink with Yi Shuimei. He did not give a congratulatory speech and did not speak a word. He was like a stranger.
At this moment, a minister broke the dryness of drinking wine and laughed softly,"Your Majesty, today is a joyous day. We should invite all the niangniang to present gifts to Your Majesty to celebrate the wedding.”
Jiang Baiqu smiled and waved at the minister. Then, he looked at Su Li, who was standing beside him, and pulled her into his arms with his right hand. She smiled and threw herself into his embrace, her white arms wrapped around his waist, and her face pressed against his chest as if she was acting coquettishly.
Jiang Baiqu caressed her long hair and lowered his head to look at Su Li's face. Their lips were very close, and he slowly moved his lips to her ear and said," Li-er, dance for me…"
This sentence was like a request, but also like an order.
Su Li smiled, then stood up and said softly,""Alright, I'll dance for you." Her hand hooked around her neck as if teasing her.
She slowly walked down the golden steps, but every step stung the proud hearts of the concubines. She slowly stood in the middle of the hall. He spun his body, and his thirteen pleated sleeves moved like a flower blooming in the middle of winter.
She waved her arms lazily, but she was so charming. She smiled so freely, as if she was happy from the bottom of her heart. Her black hair rose up, like dancing colored silk, gorgeous and dazzling.
He was on the high throne, so he couldn't see her face clearly. Her dance blurred her facial features, and this dance scene was indeed very familiar. It was as if the sealed memories in his heart had been awakened at this moment.
Naturally, he wasn't the only person who had his memories awakened. Yi Shuimei, who was sitting coldly under the throne, was also there.
Su Li was so close to her, but her gaze only swept past her gorgeous dance.
Su Li and Yi Shuimei's dances were even somewhat similar. Perhaps it was because they were both so beautiful, and when they danced, they were both so free and at least not against their hearts. However, Yi Shuimei looked so haggard at the moment, and Su Li was just like her back then. The entire palace had become her dance floor.
At that moment, the musicians stopped playing. The stage belonged to Su Li alone.
More than Yishui Mei, thousands of people's attention.
Jiang Baiqu looked at Su Li's dancing body, and it slowly blurred. For a moment, all he could see was this woman, and the exquisiteness around him blurred. Su Li seemed to be the only one left in the hall, but only he knew that the Su Li in his eyes was no longer Su Li.
He looked at that enchanting dance, and he could no longer tell whether the woman dancing in front of him was Yi Shuimei or Su Li...
His eyes were slowly covered with a layer of mist, and his mouth was slightly open, but it was obvious that she was talking about Shuimei. It was just that there was no sound, and at that moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Su Li.
Who would have known that he had called Shui Mei's name in his heart at this moment?
At that moment, only Yi Shuimei's gaze was avoiding Su Li's. She did not want to look at it, for she was extremely familiar with this plot. She suddenly felt that the plaque in Shui Zhimei might have been given to this woman...
The other concubines were also mesmerized by Su Li's dance, and they had to admit that it was an extremely intoxicating dance.
Yi Shuimei avoided her posture and once cast her gaze at the high and mighty king.
There was no mist in her eyes. It was the first time her eyes were so bright in the past few days. Her gaze passed through the hall as if it had passed through thousands of mountains and rivers before she saw this man whom she had not seen for a long time.
She asked herself, what do you miss about him? He had no answer.
She saw that he was staring at the woman named Su Li with the same infatuated gaze that he used to look at her not too long ago. All sorts of words were still ringing in her ears. He had never made a vow of love to her, but those were words that were about to come out. Now that she wanted to accept it, she knew in despair that there was no chance.
It turned out that she had already fallen in love with this man who had once loved her deeply. It was just that the time was wrong. She had personally destroyed the love he had given her. Now, he was taking revenge on her ruthlessly. Giving love to someone else.
How ironic.
The so-called unforgettable memories were just so-called. She once thought that she was the winner, but now she had become the emperor's old love.
Yi Shuimei suddenly understood Yan Jin's pain. Seeing that his beloved had been lost and could not be retrieved no matter what, he should not go against that woman. That's right. Yan Jin let go of his pride, but he still lost to her. She suddenly understood why Yan Jin would spit out the word "lost" to her at that time. At this moment, Shui Mei had a deep understanding of what she had once been ignorant about.
She used to be his new love, but now she was his old love. Haha, Yi Shuimei looked at his infatuated eyes until he had fallen deeply in love with the woman dancing. This was originally a guess, but there were two people who did not avoid the intimacy of others. Was it not true?
Yi Shuimei felt like her heart had died, or rather, it had turned completely cold.
She thought that even if she couldn't avenge her mother, she still had a man who loved her wholeheartedly. However, at this moment, she felt as if she had been slapped by Jiang Baiqu.
It turned out that his so-called love was also so fragile that it could not withstand the challenge of others.
She suddenly felt that the wine she had drunk with the other concubines was churning in her stomach, like a flood dragon flying around and wreaking havoc in her stomach.
Haha, romantic, fickle luck. What love?
She looked into Jiang Baiqu's eyes and could only smile coldly.
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