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For three days, it is impossible to prepare musicians, find dancers, and rehearse dances. But Dongluo's side has already released the news that Princess Mingyao and Yingxue County are mainly dancing at Emperor Chu's birthday banquet, and now everyone is waiting to see the excitement.

If it is about dancing, they don't know how Helian Baozhu's dancing skills are, but Murong Lingxue's dance in Nanshan has been seen by many people, not to mention how many boys and girls have touched the hearts of her mother-in-law Lijun Lord's dance on the top of the mountain? However, this time they are going to dance at Emperor Chu's birthday banquet, so it is different.

The dance at the banquet is naturally much more formal, and the dancers are naturally the final choice, but the dancers around you, the music chosen, and even the coordination of the venue must be considered, which cannot be completed overnight. Dong Luo's side had probably been planning this matter a long time ago, but it was estimated that he had only told Murong Lingxue until now that he wanted to create some difficulties for her. For their villain behavior, he sneered at the little boy who was a gentleman, "So I want to win my Xue'er, dream!"

Murong Lingxue shrugged, "Maybe they really made the right bet this time." She had just sent someone to inquire about any of the royal bands in the palace that were available, but she was told that they had already been arranged. Emperor Chu's birthday banquet was not sloppy, and no one dared to make any mistakes. They have been practicing rehearsals since two months ago, and Rao is so weak-hearted, where can they take the job again. The royal band didn't dare, and the folk wild team didn't dare to take action. "Now we can't even find a band, and we really lost the bet at the starting line. ”

"Winning at the starting line, that's called rushing, is it okay to foul?" Murong Lingfeng saw the smiling expression on the Snow Queen's face and knew that someone was going to be unlucky, anyway, it wouldn't be her who was unlucky, and the little boy was naturally happy to watch the show, "What plan do you have?"

Murong Lingxue hooked her fingers, and the little boy immediately came over. Murong Lingxue whispered a few words in her ear. The little boy looked at her in surprise, "Wow, wouldn't this be too ostentatious?"

Murong Lingxue raised her eyebrows, "Just swagger, we're going to leave anyway." This can be regarded as a gift to Emperor Chu in the end. ”

The emperor's birthday banquet is said to be a birthday celebration, but in fact it is just another social bond. Due to the current unstable situation, there is turmoil in the four countries and even in the eighteen villages, so it is urgent to have an opportunity to gather the leaders of the four countries, sit down and talk, and ease the tense situation. It just so happened that this year was the fiftieth birthday of Emperor Chu, and the four kingdoms followed this reason and gathered in Chujing. In addition to Dong Luo, the lords of the other three countries have arrived, but this Dong Luo has been unstable in recent years, and now it has come out like this, and its provocation is self-evident. Although there are three princes and a princess who go to the appointment, it is still far from the real decision of the country's lord, and it is no wonder that the other three countries have complaints.

is not satisfied, and everyone is willing to watch it.

Since Emperor Chu heard about this gambling contract, he waited for Murong Lingxue to come to him for help. As long as he gives an order, Murong Lingxue's difficulties can be easily solved. However, the Murong family is all temperamental, and they make a gambling contract to beg others, which is so faceless.

Therefore, knowing that half an hour before the banquet was about to start, Emperor Chu still did not wait for Murong Lingxue. "Alas, this kid is really, what are you polite to me? Aren't we all our own people?"

"Come on, that's your wishful thinking, people don't treat you as their own!" The Nine Princes said mercilessly, "Xue'er is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to measure, since she didn't come to you, she must have solved it herself." ”

Emperor Chu shook his head, "I have already asked Yun Han. He said that the two little guys hadn't done anything in the past few days, so they had nothing to do and went to the street to drink tea, listen to music, watch plays, and buy things again. ”

Emperor Chu thought of Yun Han's expression at that time and felt funny, he said this in his original words, "Xue'er can really buy it, and she can pull two big carriages back every day when she goes out, just like moving the entire street back to Murong Mansion!"

"Buying something...... Nangong Qingye put his hand on the table and tapped his index finger rhythmically, "What did you buy?"

"Everything, food, drink, clothing, wearing, playing, only what you can't think of, there is nothing that Xue'er can't buy. She also bought a basket of white mice for Feng'er yesterday, saying that she was going to do an experiment or something. "Shouldn't girls scream and run around in fright when they see mice? And buy mice to go home? Emperor Chu felt fury when he heard it, and he didn't even eat lunch!

"Buy everything...... Nangong Qingye still looked absent-minded.

Emperor Chu couldn't help frowning when he looked at him, "What's wrong?Is there anything wrong with Xue'er buying things?"

Nangong Qingye shook his head, "It's nothing. Xue'er is probably confident that she can do this, don't worry, brother Huang, just watch the show. ”

Sure enough, after some entertainment, Dong Luo got up first, saying that he was going to dance for Emperor Chu. The eyes of the Wenchen generals present immediately lit up, and the show was about to begin.

Helian Baozhu has been practicing hard for more than two months for today, and as a princess, she has been learning to dance since she was a child, and her dancing skills are naturally good. Her figure is also considered to be middle to upper-class, and the key is that her waist is dexterous and soft. She is contrary to the delicate and spicy in the past, and her smile brings out some charm, which is very annoying.

The dance chosen by Helian Baozhu is both charming and hot, but also does not lose the identity of a princess, she not only dances elegantly, but the key is that the pair of affectionate eyes seem to be glued to Yun Han's body.

Yun Mo twisted his head and didn't look at the bad things here, is this princess provoking Lord Yingxue, but he is also curious about how Murong Lingxue will fight back. Yun Mo glanced at the empty position beside him, Feng'er didn't know where he ran today, and he disappeared after lunch. Yun Mo muttered in his heart, from that day he felt uneasy in his heart to the death of Feng'er later, and now, this uneasy mood has not weakened at all, but has become more and more intense.

The prince was worried about this, and suddenly felt that someone kicked his calf, and he turned his head to see Yun Han smiling at him. Yun Mo is also baring his teeth--Erlengzi, why are you kicking me? I don't know that this kind of small action is only done by women? You big man made such a big effort, your bones were almost kicked and broken by you!

Yun Han glared at him--Who is Erlengzi called? I'm brother! Brother don't understand!

Yun Mo turned his head again - who knows you?

Yun Han tugged at his sleeve - tell you the right thing!

Yun Mo pulled his sleeves back--shouldn't you be waiting for the two women to fight for you and be jealous? You see, the princess is about to pounce on you!

Yun Han pouted - it had nothing to do with him if she threw herself on the ground! To be honest, after not seeing each other for two months, Yun Han couldn't remember what this Princess Mingyao looked like. Originally, who would be concerned about passers-by.

Yun Han saw that Yun Mo turned his head away from looking at him again, so he kicked him again.

Yun Mo turned his head angrily - Erlengzi, I told you that you were not allowed to kick me, why are you still on your feet?

Yun Han didn't quarrel with him anymore, it was important to get down to business. He pointed to Murong Lingxue beside him - Xue'er asked you to do something.

Yun Mo was honest at this time, and came to Yun Han's side, "What's the matter?"

Yun Han whispered a few words in his ear, and after listening to it, Yun Mo looked at Murong Lingxue beside him in confusion, and saw that the latter nodded at him, so he didn't ask anything more and got up to leave.

Everyone's attention was on Princess Mingyao, but there were still a few people who noticed Yun Mo's departure.

After a while, Yun Mo returned to the banquet and sat down to nod slightly at Murong Lingxue.

At this time, Princess Mingyao's dance was also over. The banquet burst into applause. Even Emperor Chu couldn't help but praise, "The princess is really as good as her name, bright as the moon and as bright as a star!"

Below, whether it was the courtiers of Southern Chu or the envoys of various countries, they were full of praise.

When the prince of Dongluo heard the praise of various families, his arrogance became even higher. He raised his eyebrows provocatively at Murong Lingxue, "What's the matter, let's show it to the county lord for us below." ”

This time the crowd was even more surging, and people were whispering, although the county lord's dancing skills were amazing, but other places were not well prepared, I was afraid that this bet was going to be lost. Some people also say that the lord of Yingxue County has not even found the musician. Dance and music are not separated, there is no music to accompany it, is it just like that? That is not a dancing god? The dancing god has to hold a bell and dangle it!

Dong Luo just saw this, no matter what they did, as long as the final result was that Murong Lingxue lost, she would be speechless. Who cares how you lose? History through the ages is written by winners, and it's the same everywhere.

Helian Baozhu had already imagined Murong Lingxue's embarrassed appearance after losing the bet. She looked at her arrogantly, "How about we add another one?"

Murong Lingxue didn't pay attention to her, just drank by herself.

Helian Baozhu thought she was timid, "Only those who win today are qualified to marry into the Martial Prince's Mansion!"

All the ministers of Nanchu were stunned, and there are still children's private affairs in this?

Murong Lingxue put down her wine glass and smiled slightly, that smile was like a spring breeze, and it was very good-looking. Helian Baozhu was opposite her, and the difference between high and low was simply cloudy and muddy. "Since ancient times, marriage has been the order of parents and the words of matchmakers. The princess wants to marry into the Wuwang Mansion, and she wants me to have the final say? Then I don't know who wants to call me a mother and a princess?"

"You!" Helian Baozhu was so angry that he almost lost his identity and scolded, but fortunately he was persuaded by the maid next to him in time, "Princess, let her say go!

Helian Baozhu really listened to the persuasion and looked at Murong Lingxue proudly, "Please, Lord Yingxue!"

Murong Lingxue slowly stood up, she walked around the table to the center of the banquet hall, followed by two maids.

Some people who didn't treat her on weekdays began to pout their lips disdainfully, "Just like these two maids as backup dancers, won't the Murong family be in decline?"

The two maids bowed slightly with Murong Lingxue and saluted Emperor Chu.

The surroundings were quiet, and everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, wanting to see what kind of amazing dance Murong Lingxue could dance. But after waiting for a long time, I didn't see any movement from her, and now those people ridiculed her even more.

"Could it be that this is the dance newly invented by the Lord of Yingxue?" Helian Qi, the eldest prince of Dongluo, said with a smile, "What should I call it?" Hmm~ How about the hemp pole dance?

Quite a few people laughed along. On the side of Southern Chu, because of Emperor Chu's ugly face, there was still some restraint, but Beiyang and Dongluo's side didn't care, and laughed loudly without any scruples.

At this moment, Murong Lingxue suddenly stretched out her index finger and put it in the middle of her lips, her eyes narrowing slightly and curling the corners of her mouth. A simple action stunned everyone, and the banquet hall was quiet again. Murong Lingxue moved her hand to her ear, her chin raised slightly, as if she was listening to something. Everyone did the same as her.

There really seemed to be a sound coming from afar. It's like a wind chime, and it's like the sound of water droplets.

The two maids lifted their skirts and lowered their bodies, and then surrounded Murong Lingxue in the middle.

Murong Lingxue raised her hand, and a snowflake fell in her palm out of nowhere. The music grew louder and the snow fell heavier and heavier, but the crowd didn't feel the cold.

Suddenly, two cymbals sounded, and at the same time, several white-clothed people suddenly appeared in the snow, falling down like feathers, and stretched out their hands to pull up the two maids in front of and behind Murong Lingxue. Red silk binds them together. Only then did everyone notice that there was an "ice" sedan chair hanging above their heads, which was snow-white and crystal clear, hanging with white veil, as if it had fallen from the heavenly palace.

Everyone wiped their eyes to see clearly that the sedan chair was not suspended in mid-air, but was carried by four people in black robes, but these people kept taking a breath with light work, and it didn't fall for a long time, which was really good work. Seven more beauties fell from the sky, all of them were wearing white gauze, carrying a big white jade plate in their hands, they gathered around Murong Lingxue, turning their graceful postures, and several men in white robes fell onto the jade plate in her hands. Those people have all kinds of instruments in their hands, sitting or standing, and the sound of music comes from their hands. The beauties below danced with Murong Lingxue's dancing, but the musicians above were as steady as a rock and were not affected at all.

The music gradually became intense, and Murong Lingxue also danced to this beautiful music. At the same time, there was a heavenly singing voice from the "ice" sedan chair.

[Month, according to the hometown, listen to the horse's hooves, with the memory of half a lifetime; the rivers may not grow old with me alone. Leaves, splashing with rain, under the banyan tree, I put on a soaked robe, looked into the distance, and wept. In the chaos, how many infatuated love and love are at work, you accompany me to bump into it again. Clutch, when the troubled times are the strongest, this is the strongest (the story does not have a beginning and an end, this paragraph is just a trick of fate), who knows, how mediocre my heart is, I don't have to say or ask who can understand. Wipe, the crack in the lips, unloading the war, for you, praise.

The white horse howls the west wind, and if I get drunk, I will die drunk in my dreams. With the drums of war, point to you to see the rainbow. Before the ambush moved, it was like a bow on a string, and thousands of arrows from the mountains and seas were surging with fire. I was born in chaos, and you should read my heartache, and hold an axe to split the haze of love and hate. After the war burns the prairies, life and death are difficult to share, and we know how heavy this situation is.

During the war, you stained a little mud in my palm, and wrote it as a wreck. Regarding separation, it has never been anyone's legend (those passers-by recall the past, the past fate is only to be remembered). I seem to hear you humming the country song again, the mountain peak, the town is full of wind and rain. I'll drink it for you, even if I'm drunk.

If the sword has been composed, let me be your rhythm, and if you will, I will be a firework. Borrowing the chill of winter, breathing and breathing, intermingling the verses of the parting moment. The old bridge is crowded for hundreds of miles, and only I am surging with thousands of thoughts, why is Hongyan singing a small drama. Who behind him tempted to say, it turned out to be you, and the chaos opened again in an instant.

If I am drunk, I will die drunk in my dreams, beating with the drums of war, pointing to you to see the rainbow. Before the ambush moved, it was like a bow on a string, and thousands of arrows from the mountains and seas were surging with fire. I was born in chaos, and you should read my heartache, and hold an axe to split the haze of love and hate. After the war burns the plains, life and death are difficult to share, and you will know how heavy this situation is!]

Beautiful singing, heavy snow, graceful dancing, their eyes and ears seemed to be insufficient, they could only move with Murong Lingxue's dancing, and they couldn't move a little. The two pieces of white yarn hanging down from the sedan chair were like two ethereal white clouds in the hands of the lord of Yingxue, adding a bit of fairy energy to her dance. This dance and this song really respond to the sentence "This song should only exist in heaven, and the world can hear it a few times".

At the end of the song, the snow stopped, and Murong Lingxue and the dancers and musicians landed in front of the banquet hall, while the four black-robed men lowered the "ice" sedan chair at the back of the banquet hall. There was a large space in the middle. Everyone looked at the land, and the ground was covered with snow, but the snow was not ordinary.

Mizusawa craned his neck and looked, "This...... Isn't this what our Chujing City looks like?" The people in his row all nodded one after another, and every street and alley was depicted so clearly, this painting was very good.

The person on the other side objected, "Nonsense, this is clearly Chulan Mountain, the first mountain in Southern Chu!"

Some people have flexible brains, and after looking at it from one side, they go around to the other side to look, "Oh, this side is Chu Jingcheng, and that side is Chu Lan Mountain, this painting is really amazing!"

Emperor Chu was also curious when he heard this, so he wanted to stand up and see clearly. However, as soon as he saw the panorama, he was stunned, and tears faintly appeared in Nangong Qingtian's eyes. Qi Rong, who was standing beside him, saw it most clearly, from the perspective of Emperor Chu, it was not Chu Jingcheng or Chu Lan Mountain at all, but a man holding a horse and a sword. He stroked the horse's back with one hand and held a noble sword with the other, he turned his head sideways, and his eyebrows and eyes were domineering, which was an innate kingly spirit, and no one could match it. Qi Rong knew that this was Murong Yu, the head of the Murong family who was famous all over the world, and the Xiao Yu that Emperor Chu always put on the tip of his heart.

Qi Rong quietly pulled down the sleeve of Emperor Chu's shirt, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" he called softly, if the king of a country shed tears on such an occasion, it would not be rumored to be a good story.

Qi Rong called a few times, Nangong Qingtian came back to his senses, he raised his head slightly and blinked to let the tears go back. There was gratitude in his eyes when he looked at Murong Lingxue, this was probably the best birthday gift he had received over the years.

A hand stretched out from the "ice" sedan chair behind, two black-robed people lifted the hanging veil, and one of them held the hand and helped the people inside up.

Murong Lingfeng walked out of the sedan chair, she led the four people through the "Snow Map", just when someone wanted to stop them, they found that these five people did not damage this exquisite "Snow Map" in the slightest, this is the real snow without a trace.

Murong Lingfeng walked to the side of the Lord of Yingxue. Several others bowed to Emperor Chu, but she stood straight. Murong Lingfeng put one hand behind his back, and threw the other hand behind him, his wide sleeves drew a domineering arc, and when the sleeves fell, the huge "snow map" on the ground was gone.

Murong Lingfeng raised his head slightly, even more domineering than those lords, "On behalf of the Murong family, Murong Lingfeng wishes Emperor Chu a blessing like the East China Sea and a longevity greater than Nanshan. ”