The thirteenth fairy sword conference 7
The lights are flickering, and the silk and bamboo are staggered. At this time, there was no light on the high platform, it was dark, and everyone under the high platform was full of interest and chatting about tea, and they were seen very clearly under the light.
I stood behind the curtain on one side of the high platform and looked through the gap to the seat opposite.
A few maidservants were smiling and talking to Emperor Jiaxiang, Bai Wei Tianxian smiled with the streamer beside him while sipping tea, and glanced over here from time to time, the dead monkey of the land was looking at the high platform with a ghostly face.
As I was watching, the third prince suddenly threw a glance at this side, and his burning gaze seemed to pass directly through the thin curtain, so startled that I quickly turned around and leaned against the wall.
Suppressing the panic in my heart, I let out a long breath.
Fairy Yixiang beckoned the attendants to put more than a dozen water lily lamps on the water around the stage, and saw that the stage was surrounded by water lilies, and all the immortals' curious eyes were cast.
The bright lights were lit one by one, and the stage that was dark by the bright lights outside suddenly flashed with a soft light, vague and unclear, just like a lotus flower in the moonlight, slim like jade, and the spices in the glass lamp exuded bursts of hibiscus fragrance, which spread leisurely in the air.
The immortals had already begun to talk about each other, and the Yixiang fairy hurriedly turned around and signaled.
The crisp silver bell shook gently, the musician leisurely transverse the flute, and a wisp of clear flute seemed to sound from the distant sky, drifting in the night sky one by one, and then only winding around the courtyard.
Through the cracks in the curtains, I saw that some people were already looking around in amazement.
The scattered scene gradually quieted down, and the immortals listened attentively.
Seeing that the immortals under the high platform and in the main hall had already entered the state, Yi Xiang signaled to me, I nodded, and the twelve dancing girls walked out gently and quietly.
I watched with satisfaction as they posed in the dim light in the middle of the stage, like flying in the Dunhuang murals.
Lie Xian, who was listening under the high stage, suddenly widened his eyes and whispered to the people beside him.
Their shape is indeed refreshing: the head is tied with a Feiyun bun, which is combed out of Yixiang's imitation of the lady's bun design, the Feiyun bun does not have a complicated and gorgeous and bulky headdress, only a black bun, and each dancing girl has only a hairpin on her head with a string of pearls, which is constantly swaying with their dance.
Twelve dancing girls dressed in Han Dynasty costumes look simple and heavy in the vague and soft light, solidified like statues of goddesses in temples.
In my opinion, even in Xiliang, those bearded girls wearing light gauze dance clothes are too frivolous, and they can't show the fabulous and elegant feeling of this biyun Shen at all.
At this time, the chimes, chimes, and drums sounded in unison, and this music was composed by Gongzi Jue, which was like an ancient and solemn style.
At the same time, a simple and elegant wood-framed glazed palace lamp was lit behind the high platform, and a lantern slowly rose from behind the wall by the fairies and hung above the dancing queen.
Under the soft light that gradually rose, the texture of their dresses was glowing with flowing light, and they were dressed in pure white brocade hanfu, wrapped in a vermilion belt with the same wide texture, and their waists were like a bundle.
The treasure light flows, on the water surface under the stage, the fragrant water and the half-rolled water chestnut leaf are full of graceful and elegant fragrance, the dark green lotus canopy is high out of the water, gently swaying in the soft night breeze, flowing with the sparkling waves of the moon, the water surface of the clear ground is light and light, soft and charming, a pair of herons suddenly startled, from the smoke and water relative to each other, screaming twice, singing gracefully.