Cai Wei gently snuggled up to Feng Xiang's left side, raised her wine glass lightly with her slender hand and called with a smile: "Your Highness, Cai Wei wishes you a happy twentieth birthday." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Qing Wu also raised his wine glass and walked to the right side of Feng Xiang enchantingly, and said in a delicate voice: "Qing Wu also wishes His Highness a happy twentieth birthday!" ”

Feng Xiang turned his head to look at the flowing frost of the jade flute that was still sitting at the next table, his brows furrowed slightly, and Qing Wu, who saw this scene, turned around vigilantly and gently pulled the flowing frost's arm, and whispered: "Sister, quickly toast His Highness?" ”

Liushuang only raised her red eyes at this time, and after looking at Qingwu in a daze, she seemed to react, stood up suddenly, picked up the wine glass, and a bewitching smile mixed with the smell of wind and dust appeared on her face again.

"Flowing Frost, congratulations on a happy birthday!"

Feng Xiang didn't accept anyone's wine, his eyes stared coldly at the jade flute on his waist, raised his hand and said, "Take it!" ”

Liushuang looked at Feng Xiang's eyes staring at his jade flute, subconsciously covered his hand, and finally took off the flute and handed it to Feng Xiang.

"What kind of treasure should this prince be, he let his concubine stare at him for a long time, isn't there a story?" Feng Xiang lightly looked at the appearance of the jade flute, played with it carefully in his hand, saw that Liushuang did not answer for a long time, and then ordered them to retreat and watch the show.

Liushuang wanted to step forward to return to the jade flute, but Qing Wu pulled down his arm and whispered in his ear: "Don't die!" A broken flute, your Highness can not give it to you! ”

The hand that was originally raised, slowly put it down, Liushuang knew that the flute would not come back, and just now His Royal Highness looked at his eyes and told himself very clearly, the flute don't want it!

The curtain call after the play.

The third prince instructed to give a reward.

At this time.

A strange sound of the guzheng sounded slowly, and the whole hall was so quiet that only the sound of the qin remained.

I saw a woman covered with a white veil, wearing a pair of gold-water-red dresses with cloud teeth, and a green silk hair was only pulled up by a wide pearl-white ribbon. With the music, her water sleeves are ethereal, and her waist is soft as if she can't hold it.

Feng Xiang raised his hand holding the wine glass, looking at the woman on the stage who had not poured the wine into her mouth for a long time.

Everyone in the hall even breathed a little lighter, for fear of startling the fairy on the stage and flying away.

Li Yan and his wife stared in disbelief, when did their daughter learn to dance?

Zitong turned around and walked, just like a willow shaking flower smiling and running Chuyan, the fairy robe fluttered like a light cloud, sometimes showing off her feet a few times, stretching her arms and sleeves, suddenly smiling and dancing on her back.

The mutton fat white jade ring around her waist jingled with her rotation, and Liu Xichun gradually accelerated the playing of her fingers in order to match the sound of gold and jade.

Zitong's feet rotated even faster, and the skirt that only rotated was like a pomegranate flower, and the ring was flying like water.

Among the people in the audience who saw this scene, only Cai Wei and Qing Wu clenched their embroidered fists under the table, barely squeezing out a smile on their faces.

And Liushuang has been haunted since he was taken to the jade flute by the third prince and sat back in his seat.

At the same time, there is also a group of princes and ministers who are obsessed with the soul and dance posture of the women on the stage, and they don't know when it is.

In the last movement, Zitong's fingers crossed the cheeks covered with white yarn, and the jade neck slowly fell on the chest.

Zitong took off the veil and stepped forward to salute, "The purple pupil is ugly!" Happy 20th birthday to Your Highness! ”

Raising her head, she smiled slowly at Feng Xiang, who was holding a wine glass in a daze on the main seat, the sunlight gilded her with a layer of gold, and at this moment she was incredibly beautiful, and even the scar on the left side of her face became much more cute.

Fortunately, thanks to the most popular TV series "The Legend of Zhen Huan" of that era, in order to shine at the company's annual meeting, he practiced the amazing dance that Zhen Huan danced.

I didn't shine at the time, but I didn't expect to find the resonance in this alternate time and space, looking at the silent audience, Zitong knew that she had won!

When he returned to Feng Xiang's side, he was suddenly glared at viciously, and the purple pupil only felt inexplicable, wasn't it good just now, how could he change his mind and turn back into this face!

Before he could stare back, Zi Tong suddenly covered his mouth, and he would laugh out loud a second later.

Seeing Feng Xiang carefully wiping his clothes soaked with wine, it turned out that Feng Xiang was so shocked by Zitong's smile that he knocked over the wine glass in his hand and spilled himself.

Feng Xiang viciously pulled Zi Tong to his side and sat down, his eyes viciously reminded that if you dare to laugh out loud, you will be finished!

Zi Tong forced herself not to look at Feng Xiang, otherwise she would really laugh, feeling that her eyes were falling on her, so she looked back, and saw Qing Wu staring at her with an unkind face, Zi Tong turned back with a grimace. didn't know that this scene fell in the eyes of the fourth prince Feng Qi not far away.

Second brother, things are getting more and more interesting.

Feng Qi smiled, waved his fan, and turned to leave.

"Yo! Where did the jade flute come from, I haven't seen it yet? Zi Tong picked up the flute on the table and looked at it, Feng Xiang suddenly stopped, snatched the jade flute back and threw it on the table.

"What's so dirty to touch!"

"Why are you so violent! Good flutes are cracked! Zi Tong wanted to pick up the flute on the table with a distressed face, but his right hand was held by Feng Xiang's left hand and pulled back under the table.

"If it weren't for your father and mother here, this prince would let you see what real violence is!" Feng Xiang clenched Zitong, who was struggling to withdraw his hand, and raised the wine glass leisurely with his right hand and drank it.

"You!" Zitong didn't dare to be too presumptuous, indeed, her father and mother were still here.

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Zitong always felt that someone behind her was looking at this side all the time, could it be that Qing Wu was still staring at herself?

turned around and glared viciously, and then withdrew the malice in his eyes with a surprised face, and looked at Liushuang in a daze as he stared at the jade flute on the table with a longing face.

Zitong raised her eyebrows, and asked with her eyes, is the jade flute yours?

The answer to Zitong was a cold and backward body.

Zitong cut his voice, inexplicable!

Flowing frost tightened the corners of his clothes, and told himself over and over again that he couldn't go, he couldn't go!

The shoulders were tense, and the hands were a little shaky, and the corners of the clothes were tightened and loosened for a while.

Qing Wu and Cai Wei, who were sitting next to them, both noticed the frost with unnatural expressions. I saw that she was pale, and since she returned to her seat, she didn't eat, drink, or speak, just kept twisting the corners of her clothes in a daze, and from time to time she looked back at His Highness's table!

Qing Wu spoke viciously first: "Sister, don't be angry, although I let that ugly monster steal the limelight today, but look at her smile, that scar is like a centipede, disgusting to death!" Your Highness will not be fooled by her! ”

At this moment, Cai Wei whispered softly: "Qingwu, don't talk about Fujin like that!" ”

"It's my sister, I said what my sister was thinking!" Qing Wu raised her hand and gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and said with a thin throat and slanted eyes.

"Qingwu, don't go too far!" Cai Wei said angrily.

The smell of gunpowder suddenly permeated Cai Wei and Qing Wu, and although they were careful to keep the quarrel to a low cost, Liushuang, who was sitting between them in the center of the storm of war, still looked too vague and unheard.

"Isn't it you, sister, who pretends to be knowledgeable in front of His Highness! What such a good person, who was the one who just saw the ugly monster hooking His Highness's eyes with his hands pinching his thighs? Qing Wu sneered.

Cai Wei pinched her thigh fiercely at this moment, telling herself to calm down, not to be angry, what if His Highness accidentally looked at it? Qingwu is a mad dog, born in a ruthless drama, how can he be compared with himself from a good family.

Glaring at Qing Wu, who was even more proud because she didn't refute, Cai Wei whispered in a voice that only the three of them could hear: "You were the one who took the initiative to provoke the ugly monster, and as a result, you lost to her!" Sister, I really don't know what you're proud of? ”

Qing Wu was so angry that he got up and knocked over the plate in front of him, and the jingle attracted Feng Xiang's attention.

"Qing Wu?"

A cold male voice sounded, and Qing Wu was shocked into a cold sweat!