Chapter Twenty-Seven: Dancing Breaks
Embroidery ......
Recalling the embroidered drum that he was forced to learn because he was lurking in the Cuiyan Pavilion, it was a pity that he couldn't show it under the intervention of the late Xiao Guiren, although Mo Wushuang also felt a little regretful in his heart, but now he wanted to re-stage himself to perform the style of the year, and he was really a little overwhelmed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"I forgot about it a long time ago, I really ......"
"What are you afraid of, the person who taught you this dance at that time was sitting here, and I really can't teach you again. ”
"Sister let me go! Back then, I was just forced to go up without shame, why do I have to embarrass myself so much now!"
"Don't you want to untie the knot in your heart? Don't you want to know what if... What will we do when that day comes?"
"Does she know?"
"But she can guide you to see what is in your heart, and there are things you can also get from her, even the clues of the case that you guys are investigating. ”
Mo Wushuang looked up at Xiangling for a long time, and then reached out to straighten her beard, but could only shake his head and glance at her.
"Are you sure Hu Xueyao didn't do this on purpose?"
"It is not ruled out that there are a lot of things happening in Chang'an City right now, and there are many people who have left the dissolution of Cuiyan Pavilion back then, if you can appear, you will definitely be able to raise a lot of value for Hongyan Love Valley. ”
But then turning her head and looking at the few people behind her who were full of anticipation, Xiangling had to rub her hands and then twist her sideburns and smiled.
"But I also want to see, after all, I was preparing to kill at the time, so I didn't see ......"
"Done! I just thought about how I felt at the time, wouldn't it be nice to dance a song!"
Finally surrendered and sat back at the table with a few people nervously, as the process of a hundred flowers in front of him gradually went on, and finally saw a maid jump on the stage in the middle of the night, and then in a bunch of excited introductions, the news that the peerless girl who became a legend reappeared in a hundred flowers was informed to everyone present.
For a while, all the guests in the Hongyan Valley cheered up, looking at the prepared stage and the starry candles, and instantly calmed down the hustle and bustle.
Of course, at the same time, Mo Wushuang's eyes were locked on the woman who walked slowly from the side of the stage, if he didn't know that she had been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, just by virtue of the slender figure under the light veil, it would not be an exaggeration to mistake her for a young woman.
After the pianist found a clean place to sit down, he plucked the strings with his fingertips, and the aftermath was endless, and the feeling was like a woman's whispering in the ear, and it was crispy to the bones in an instant.
This person has a very strong internal strength, and he really deserves such a reputation in the rivers and lakes!
When sighing, everyone's eyes finally gathered towards themselves, since they promised that Mo Wushuang would not miss the appointment, and when they were ready to dress up at that time, they entered the main topic with the sound of a crisp bell......
is still so light and refined, still with the ringing of bells, which attracted many guests present, especially with the fingertips of the pianist engraved the shadow in his heart, making Di Huaiying, who was secretly observing with Li Yuanfang, unable to extricate himself in place.
A complex emotion melted into his heart, as if he was resisting Mo Wushuang's dancing colors, immersed in this dim corner and secretly saddened.
But how could the seed that had been buried deep in the heart succumb to the pain, and immediately the strange emotions broke through the barriers of the heart with great vitality, and washed the meridians of the body with a warm blood, and Di Huaiying was crying unconsciously......
Li Yuanfang, who was intoxicated with embroidered clothes and drums, ignored Di Huaiying's reaction, just like he didn't understand what a dark psychological struggle Di Huaiying had spent during this time, and seeing the familiar scene a year ago at this moment, how could he not be excited?
Just as everyone imagined the battlefield and endless blood, Di Huaiying's eyes saw the laughter and slapstick between the two in the past.
A wave overshadows a wave, a tide runs over a tide, like a golden iron horse intertwined in the sand and dust, like a storm brewing at the end of the clouds, a white-clothed dance as a Nine Heavens Xuannu is not close to the red dust, but who knows that a shocking string interrupted the embroidered clothes and drums again.
"After all, the strings still failed to find a soulmate, and the girl was not as good at dancing as rumored. ”
Frozen in place, Mo Wushuang came back to his senses and looked at the pianist who was about to clean up his things, and suddenly felt that although this person could not see things with the naked eye, he was clearly seen by everyone in his heart.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I heard that the embroidered clothes and drums pay great attention to the fit between footwork and drumming, and when the climax is approaching, the girl always makes frequent mistakes. ”
"Besides, your heart is unstable, your body lacks the tenderness and crisp bones of a daughter, but it is just mixed with the stubbornness and unwillingness of the man, swaying from side to side is actually lacking in confidence, looking around is even more confused, the heart is already rejecting friendship, how do you say that the concubine still plays this piano?"
Mo Wushuang couldn't help but feel a tense in his heart just by hearing a few words from the person in front of him, and before the pianist could turn to leave, he couldn't help but reach out and hold the latter's sleeve, causing the man to stop and listen to his ear canal again.
"I'm afraid that the rumored peerless girl wants to hear the next words and untie the knot in her body!"
"Can you untie it?"
If the concubine guides the way, no matter what the result is, it is your fate, but if it can make you comfortable and immersed in the embroidered clothes and drums, maybe the concubine is willing to analyze the road ahead for you. ”
"Of course, there is no need to be in a hurry to thank you, after all, among the spectators in the audience, the concubine can feel that there is someone who really has feelings and hesitations for you, so the concubine is willing to give you a point or two. ”
After that, the female talents on her side supported the dance floor, Mo Wushuang followed but did not dare to look back, she didn't know who had the true feelings, and at the same time vaguely guessed the result, and only when she felt that she entered the screen did she cut off many scorching sights, so she breathed a sigh of relief and walked into an elegant room with the pianist.
Aside from an incense burner, the layout is simply rudimentary......
What was the situation of the four Xiangling people outside, Mo Wushuang had no spare strength to care, on the contrary, he looked at the pianist who went to fumble for the teapot and tea set, but he was even more anxious to know the answer.
"There is no need to elaborate more with the concubine, the things about you have actually been understood for a long time, and then according to the temptation, there is a more suitable choice for you. ”
"How about leaving this place? Anyway, you can't accept that person's friendship, so why don't you want to excuse him, and go with your father's words before you make a big mistake, and you will forget him in a few years. ”
"Who are you, my father?"
Hearing this, he looked panicked, Mo Wushuang just wanted to stand up, but he didn't know that there was a pain on his skin, but he vaguely saw that the strings interlaced like hair bound his hands and feet, and the bright red blood along the silk thread also reflected the appearance of the pianist's sigh.
"Wushuang is good, the concubine body was sent by your father to pick you up, otherwise if you stay in Chang'an City at this moment, you will only turn into the handle of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley into the palm of that Wu Mei. ”
"Then what should I do in the future! This is my life! Here is my ......"
"Hehe, Wushuang!"
"Just as the concubine Fang Cai probed from your embroidered clothes and drums, forget it while you still have the opportunity, as for hatred in the future, you should remember that it was the sixth aunt in the Kowloon Pavilion who did it......"