Chapter Seventy-Two: Street Dance, Shocking the Audience
Ouyang Hao opened his mouth slightly and opened his eyes wide, his gaze full of surprise as he moved with Shangguan Ye Lin.
Qin Liuxuan was completely stupid, what kind of outfit is this, but it is undeniable that it is indeed very beautiful, and it is beyond ordinary people.
"This, this, this"
"This, this, this"
A group of courtiers were also extremely surprised, and they said 'this, this, and this' for a long time, but there was no reason for this.
Shangguan Ye Lin's deepest impression is undoubtedly that there is an amazing beauty between her eyebrows that surpasses her age, the dark willow eyebrows have been clearly and carefully retouched, a pair of long eyelashes under the black eyelines flickering like two small fans, a pair of black eyes that are so cold that people feel dazzling but make people palpitate, unusually cold and bright, and the ruddy lips are so thick that they seem to flow out of blood.
Shangguan Ye Lin is like a magnolia flower that stands proudly and blooms after the wind and snow, no matter how many people around her are watching her, she can stay out of the matter, just like this, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are all filled with an aura of indifference and alienation.
When Shangguan Yelin walked to the center of the hall, there was a sudden drum beat, and then another music with a strong sense of rhythm sounded, which was deafening.
Shangguan Ye Lin lifted his eyes, exuding a sneer, and suddenly his body twisted like a water snake, and then his right foot kicked out forward and down, his body was slender, soft and charming, with the rhythm of the music, Shangguan Ye Lin wrapped around his shoulders in turn, his left shoulder was raised, and his head turned to the left, soft and boneless, but without losing strength.
The ministers all looked at this alternative dance with some stunned and frowning, but their bodies involuntarily writhed with the music.
Shangguan Ye Lin is like the petals of a lotus flower trembling, the deer's galloping and jumping, and the peacock's high-eyed stride, all of which can be described to the fullest, and the posture is extremely beautiful! The shaking of the neck, the trembling of the shoulders, and the flexible twisting of bursts are all full of style.
Shangguan Ye Lin suddenly raised her eyebrows, showing infinite arrogance, suddenly smiling and showing boundless indifference; suddenly lowered her eyelashes sideways, showing a coquettish and bewitching chill; suddenly raised her eyes with disdain, showing arrogance of the storm; suddenly stood upright, pressed the arrow and drew the bow, so that people could almost hear the sound of the strings! In the carnival of dancing, she forgot the bystanders and herself.
Now she only cares about using her flexible and skillful limbs and facial features to tell what is called real novelty!
'Bang', the music came to an end, and the half-squatting Shangguan Ye Lin raised her head high, her curly hair drew a graceful arc in the air, and her thick, black and curly eyelashes trembled gently, like a black butterfly fluttering.
The sound stopped abruptly, the air instantly condensed, and after a while, the hall resounded with applause and admiration that was many times louder than just now.
Ouyang Xuanyue got up and walked down from the high platform, with a slightly worried look on her extremely gloomy face, and tried to pop out three words from between her teeth, "Good jump!" came to Shangguan Ye Lin's side, stretched out his hand and untied the cloak on his body and draped it on Shangguan Ye Lin, wrapping Shangguan Ye Lin tightly, not an inch of skin from being seen by others.
"Whew~~" Ouyang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine to suppress the shock.
What kind of shoes are those shoes on the soles of the imperial sister-in-law's feet? Why are they so high? This writhing action frightened the imperial brother very much, for fear that the imperial sister-in-law would fall because of these shoes.
In the blink of an eye, Ouyang Hao continued to raise his head and look at the scene in the center of the hall.
"How? Is this a novel?!" Shangguan Ye Lin gathered his cloak, raised his chin and looked at Mozi Painting, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then opened his lips and suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Mozihua picked up a glass of wine on the table and stood up, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "The novelty of the queen mother is really different from ordinary people, so I admire it." As he spoke, he raised his wine glass to Shangguan Ye Lin.
"Hmph..."Shangguan Ye Lin sneered, lifted his eyes and glanced at the ink painting, the corners of his lips opened a sarcastic arc, stretched out his hand to tighten his cloak and turned around and walked towards the door of the hall without hesitation.
Since the goal of stunning the audience and saving face has been achieved, why talk more nonsense.
"Good work. Ouyang Xuanyue also left behind the ministers, grabbed Shangguan Ye Lin's waist and chased the wind with Shangguan Ye Lin, and muttered, "Next time, you are not allowed to wear such high shoes, and you are not allowed to dress like this." ”
At night, when everything was quiet, the moonlight was like a mist woven by a hazy silver veil, and like a Milky Way paved with fine quicksand lying on the blue sky, and a sigh sounded in the silent backyard, "Alas. ”
I saw Wei Zeng with his hands behind his back, looking up at the moon in the sky.
"What's wrong with Lord Shangshu? Why do you have to sigh?" Wei Zeng walked towards him with a cloak and a hat on his head, looked up at the bright moonlight, and asked lightly.
When Wei Zeng heard this, his heart suddenly sank, and he turned around and knelt down, "Participate in the prince, the prince, there are many people here, why are you here?"
The man slowly tore off his hood, revealing his very handsome face, upright and three-dimensional facial features, a face that seemed to always have a smile, but there was an unknown light flashing in his eyes, making people feel that he could guess his heart by looking at his appearance, he was Mozi painting.
"Lord Shangshu, please get up, on the way back to the post station, Prince Ben stopped by to visit Lord Shangshu, and by the way, how is Lord Shangshu working here?" The starry eyes in the moonlight were like stars, and his whole face was full of smiles, and his words were very gentle, but they made people feel cold for no reason.
"The lower officials are incompetent, if it drags on like this, I'm afraid all the deployments will be in vain!" Saying that, Wei Zeng knelt down again and replied: "The prince only needs to give orders if he has something, and the lower officials will take the prince as the head of the horse." "The prince avoided the crowd and came to visit late at night, so he had something to tell him.
The so-called queen mother seems to be more dangerous than he imagined, that girl is definitely not an ordinary person, if she doesn't solve it as soon as possible, I'm afraid that his country will be destroyed in her hands at that time.
Wei Zeng's guess was right, but what Wei Zeng didn't expect was that he would also die in the hands of Shangguan Ye Lin in great pain!
Hearing this, Mozi walked to Wei Zeng's side, slowly stretched out his hand to help Wei Zeng, and said softly: "Is Lord Shangshu joking with this prince? ”
Hearing the prince's words, Wei Zeng was about to kneel, but was stopped by Mozi painting, Wei Zeng raised his eyes to look at Mozi painting, and said with some trepidation, "Xia Guan will never dare." ”
"Lord Shangshu really likes to laugh, come, tell this prince, what have you gained in Tianqi?"
Wei Zeng looked around, and the sound as thin as a mosquito swirled between the two.