Chapter 25: Fighting Dance (4)
Zitong couldn't tell what kind of dish it was, but seeing that the chicken on the plate was red and bright, it looked very appetizing, and when he ate the crispy and tender green onion in his mouth, he couldn't help but clip another chopstick, and suddenly heard an elegant sound of the zither, and gradually a familiar female voice slid through the entire Yin'an Palace. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
When I looked up, I saw Qing dancing with a large sleeve wide shirt, and several streamers stretched out from the scarf, floating in the wind, like a swallow dancing lightly, it was charming, and I had long forgotten that the chopsticks in my hand were still holding a piece of fragrant chicken.
"Ahh
The third prince suddenly took Zitong's hand and ate the chicken into his mouth, and when he saw Zitong screaming in fright, he put his index finger in front of her mouth: "Shhh, don't disturb the guests watching the dance." ”
Zi Tong frowned and muttered in a low voice: "There are so many on the plate, why do you eat what I have in my hand!" Angrily, he took a large piece from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, puffing out his cheeks and chewing it heavily, seeing Feng Xiang suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Feng Xiang gently pulled Zi Tong closer to himself, and whispered into Zi Tong's ear and said, "Although everyone is focused on Qing Wu, you still pay attention to your identity!" You are the blessing of this prince, your words and deeds will be used as a model, and when you are seen like this, do you think this prince will let you go back to the cold garden, or ......"
Zi Tong listened attentively, chewing the chicken in his mouth while listening, and when he heard the low threat of the third prince, he was suddenly choked, and the meat foam and saliva splashed on the Yipin cake in front of him, Feng Xiang's face turned red when he saw this scene, his brows were furrowed, and the hand under the table was clenched into a fist, he loosened his grip, let go, took a few deep breaths, and then gritted his teeth and said, "You are dead!" ”
If the eyes can kill people, Zi Tong can be very sure that he has died thousands of times!
Zitong picked up the cake and handed it to Hongyue, who was standing behind her, and said, "Go and change another plate." ”
Then he turned his head to Feng Xiang and whispered to apologize: "There are only you and me at this table, no one sees it, you see that they are all watching the beauties on the stage dance!" ”
Feng Xiang watched the joyful dance that was dancing on the stage, and Cai Wei next to him played the guzheng, and the frost sang again. Then he suddenly looked at Zitong with a grim smile.
"Third prince, you, you, don't smile at me like that, I really didn't mean to!" Zitong swore to the sky.
Feng Xiang didn't know what he remembered, he smiled so happily, suddenly raised his wine glass and drank it happily, and then said, "You also prepared a show for this prince?" ”
"Nope!" Zi Tong didn't understand what Feng Xiang meant.
"Then did you just agree to Qingwu to come on stage to celebrate the prince's birthday?" Feng Xiang reminded, seeing that Zi Tong was stupid and didn't react yet, he continued to click: "Qing Wu was originally born as a servant, and his dancing posture is exquisite. Flowing frost was originally the top brand of the brothel in Beijing, how many people are willing to spend a lot of money just to hear her song. In addition, Cai Wei's guzheng, lady, for the husband is very curious, what show are you going to perform to outperform the three of them? ”
Seeing Feng Xiang raise his wine glass and take another sip, Zi Tong's eyes widened and he reacted, "Then are you waiting to see my joke?" ”
"Huh?" Feng Xiang proudly raised the wine in his hand and drank it up, and the little slave next to him hurriedly filled it for him.
Zitong saw that Hongyue brought a new first-grade cake, picked up a piece and ate it, it was soft and fragrant, and her mood suddenly improved, so she smiled and said, "You're not afraid that I will lose the third prince?" That's a loss in public! ”
"It's okay, after this time you will be able to meet the queen mother you have always wanted to see!" Feng Xiang drank the wine and began to concentrate on appreciating the graceful dance of Qing Wu.
Zitong sometimes really can't help but want to shout, sinister villain!
Qing Wu noticed that Feng Xiang was looking at himself, danced harder, danced his sleeves like clouds in the sky, jingled the beads on his head, and gradually leaned down on his back, merging his hands and feet with twists and turns, accompanied by the flowing frost singing "Jun Ruo is like a cloud in the sky, Nong is like a bird in the clouds, relying on each other, reflecting the sun and the wind......" slowly raised his body, crossed his sleeves, danced lightly, and inadvertently, smiled at Feng Xiang.
Seeing this, Zitong couldn't help but turn her head and ask Feng Xiang: "Shouldn't the three of them fight each other?" How can Cai Wei and Liushuang endure Qingwu to be in the limelight? ”
Feng Xiang's hand holding the wine glass shook, and the wine spilled on the table.
"Why do you think so? They have always been so harmonious. ”
"......" Zitong looked at the confident third prince speechlessly, "It's on the surface!" ”
"Lee-Purple-Hitomi!"
Looking at Feng Xiang's fiery eyes, Zi Tong said with a smile: "Calm down, calm down, I'm joking!" ”
"Bang bang bang!"
The deafening applause rang out, and I saw Qingwu, Liushuang, and Cai Wei saluting and retreating on the stage, and Zitong knew that she was finished!
"Sister, please!" Qing Wu walked up to her, a hand gracefully making a gesture of please.
Zi Tong saw the curious eyes of the audience, turned his head to look at Feng Xiang beside him, chuckling and sipping wine. Relatively not far away, my father and mother were anxiously wiping sweat, it seems that this Miss Purple Pupil did not know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting before, and now she has amnesia, and she can't dance with a sword.
stood up, pretended to be gentle, and said: "I have to change my clothes, sister, don't worry, let the actors go first, and my sister will come in a while." ”
Qing Wu blocked Zitong's steps to leave, "Sister, don't you want to escape?" ”
"Hehe, my sister is really good at laughing!" Zitong deliberately laughed twice, bypassed Qingwu, pulled Liu Xichun, who was not far from him, and said, "Sister, choose clothes with me." ”
Turning back to Feng Xiang's eyes, he begged him to let him leave for a while. After seeing Feng Xiang glance at himself up and down a few times, he then put down his wine glass and ordered lightly: "Let the drama enter." ”
The Yin'an Palace, which had been quiet, was suddenly surrounded by drum music again, and it was very lively. Seeing that the three princes all acquiesced, Qing Wu didn't dare to stop it more, and asked Zitong to leave with Liu Xichun.
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"What a good thing to do! What to do! ”
Liu Xichun, who followed Zitong back to Qilin Garden, was even more anxious than Zitong, and couldn't stop walking back and forth.
"Sister, sit down and have a sip of tea first." Zitong took the teacup and poured a cup for Liu Xichun, and then poured another cup for herself.
"Sister, your eyebrows are burned, do you still have the heart to drink tea?" Liu Xichun looked at Zitong with a helpless expression.
Zitong saw Xiaobai running towards him with his tail wagging his tail, put down the teacup and hugged it into his arms.
"Where did the fox come from?" Liu Xichun suddenly quieted down and carefully looked at the white fox in Zitong's arms.
"I picked it up!" Zitong approached the white fox to Liu Xichun: "Sister, don't you see it's cute!" ”
Liu Xichun, who suddenly remembered something, grabbed Zitong's arm and said, "Sister, shouldn't you go back to Yin'an Palace?" ”
"Does my sister know how to guzheng?" Zitong Niutou asked not to the horse's mouth.
"Huh? Yes! Liu Xichun nodded suspiciously.
Zi Tong smiled, stood up and looked outside: "Red Moon should be back soon." ”
"Red Moon?" Liu Xichun became more and more confused about what kind of medicine was sold in Zitong's gourd: "Sister, what are you going to do?" ”
Zitong hugged the fox, hummed a tune, and then looked up and asked Liu Xichun: "Sister, this tune may pop up?" ”
Liu Xichun snorted twice, and then thought for a while: "Yes!" ”
"Okay, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed!" Zitong happily held the fox to play, which made Liu Xichun next to him confused!
"Miss! Miss! Clothes borrowed! ”
I only heard the red moon hurrying from outside.
Okay, the east wind is coming!
Qing Dance! We'll see, you're going to have to keep your eyes peeled for more!