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Chapter 12 Removing the Crown

"Bold!" Gylan was furious. She walked to Su Muju for a few steps and scolded sternly: "Who are you? You dare to let the dignified concubine and the hostess of the Flame tribe dance for you? Such a traitor who is so arrogant and despised, really deserves to die!"

"You woman is so fierce. Since Princess Huai'en is the eldest concubine, she should show her virtuousness to us here." The Right Xian King admired Gladiola's loyal courage to protect the master, for fear that Su Muju would be so angry that she would hurt her. She hurriedly pulled Gladiola aside and explained patiently: "Even if the concubine said a few words, she would be more powerful than silent!"

"Thank you, Yours!" Seeing that someone was protecting him, Gylan was free to receive and receive his temper. He immediately lowered his head and said in a humble and arrogant manner: "You don't know that according to our Daliang customs, those who show up in front of singing and dancing at banquets are all dancers' styles. Even for the gathering of noble ladies, only the ladies who are not married can show their talents."

"Sweat!" Mo Zheng's eyes were filled with sorrow, and she called out aggrievedly. The words of these two little maids were simply slapping her in the face.

Yuan Lie did not take it to his heart. He patted Mo Zheng's hand without any objection, and glanced at Yue Qiyun with interest.

This woman not only has a sharp-tongued mouth, but also her close maid is so clever. She is really a strong general and has no weak soldiers. Yuan Lie's appreciation for Yue Qiyun was unknowingly a little more.

"As you said, since you are already the concubine of our Yan State's Flame Clan, you have to follow the rules of our Yan State!" In the big tent, some man called out, and immediately calmed the chaos.

Finally someone calls himself the concubine here. The reason why Yue Qiyun ignores everyone is because no one treats himself as the concubine.

Besides, she couldn't let Gladiola block her knife. Although this little maid was strong, the silk flowers on her bun were constantly trembling, showing her inner panties.

"Hmm!" Yue Qiyun cleared her throat, and she signaled Gladiola to go back. The sound was not loud, but because it was her first time to make a sound, the vibration caused was quite large. Even Yuan Lie erected his ears and listened carefully.

What a barbarian and a fool!

Yue Qiyun despised them in her heart! She originally attended the banquet with absolute kindness, but she unexpectedly was despised by everyone as soon as she came up. Now, she just coughed lightly, and the group of people started to make a fuss again.

"At the grand banquet for the Khan, as the grand concubine, you should show off the ability to convince and respect the tribes. There is a saying that goes to the local customs, so you should not stick to the etiquette of Daliang!" Yuan Lie said slowly, but his eyes fell on everyone in the tent. His contempt for Yue Qiyun was fully revealed in his words.

"I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child and I am very unfamiliar with the skills of the little girl. However, if I have to watch it, I might as well dance a set of sword techniques!" Yue Qiyun said, slowly got up, staring at the long sword around Yuan Lie's waist.

"But, this makeup of the concubine is really a burden in her actions. I hope Dashan will allow me to take off the phoenix crown for the time being."

After Yue Qiyun finished speaking, everyone was in an uproar! This woman not only did not show how virtuous she was, but she dared to dance with swords and guns in front of the Khan.

——And, I still have to take off the phoenix crown of the concubine?

"The concubine is so elegant, I am looking forward to it!" Yuan Lie narrowed his eyes, and a deep blue light shone deep in his eyes. He wanted to see how brave this woman is to take off her phoenix crown at a banquet?

"The concubine cannot be taken off easily!" Da Zhasa stood up and repeatedly persuaded: "It is considered ominous to remove the crown in the grand banquet. Please think twice!"

"I can take it off, so I'm sure I can put it on again!" Yue Qiyun smiled gently at Daza, and the confidence in her eyes comforted the old man's heart.

"Gladiolus, Roland!" She stood up straight, spread her arms, and looked elegant and calm.

The two little maids walked to Yue Qiyun in a tacit understanding, carefully took off the heavy phoenix crown from her head, and untied the golden collar hanging on her neck.

After getting rid of the heavy weight of his body, Yue Qiyun felt much more relaxed. Her phoenix eyes looked at Di Yuanlie beside her and said lightly: "You can use the long sword of sweat."

Yuan Lie's blue eyes became darker. He untied the long knife from his waist and placed it on the table with a "bang". The dull collision sound showed the weight of the knife.

"This knife is very sharp, please be careful!" Yuan Lie's eyes fell on the scabbard wrapped in shark skin, lowered his eyes, and his cold voice was full of mockery.

Yue Qiyun didn't say anything nonsense. She grabbed the handle of the knife and pressed the spring buckle with her thumb. With a "clang" sound, the knife was unsheathed, and the snow-white blade flashed, and the air around her dropped a little.

These people clearly wanted to give themselves a warning tonight. She had been silent before, just hoping that Yuanlie could put the overall situation first and suppress these rude men. However, after this meal, Yue Qiyun completely lost confidence in Yuanlie.

Since she is silent and reluctant to let others appreciate it, she is no wonder - don't you want to see how virtuous and virtuous the concubine is, and show it to them yourself!

——I just don’t know how strong the psychological endurance of these people is?

"Good knife!" Yue Qiyun exclaimed, held the knife in one hand and tied a beautiful knife flower. In an instant, Yuan Lie felt the sword light beside him!

He narrowed his eyes that had turned into dark blue like night, looked at Yue Qiyun for a while, and the contempt on his face gradually faded away. He slowly stretched out his right arm and pointed it at the center of the field, making an invitation gesture.

This was the first time he treated Yue Qiyun with such a cautious attitude. Everyone in the tent was stunned for a moment. King Khan once again fell into a strange silence.

Yue Qiyun gently tapped the ground with her toes, and her body was like a light swallow. She flew up from the main seat, turned around in the air, and fell to the center of the tent like a catkin.

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim!

"The melancholy sound of Jiangnan is not worthy of the long sword that is sweating!" Yue Qiyun's arm shook, and the long sword let out a clear long roar. The tip of the knife pointed at the group of palace musicians holding silk and bamboo instruments. She shouted loudly: "You retreat!"

Under the cold sword light, the musicians trembled and walked out of the tent with their respective instruments.

"Roland, open the curtain of the main tent! Gladiolus, use the drum beats of the General Order to ring the cowhide drum outside the tent!"
Chapter completed!
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