Chapter 50: It's Finally Here
Xiao Yu could obviously feel that Xiao Man, who was walking at the end, had suddenly reduced a lot of inexplicable hostility towards himself.
In the rest of the dance practice in the future, everyone seemed to have learned the Hu Xuan dance all at once.
In the corridor, I always saw one by two, turning around in a circle.
Xiao Yu watched them dance from afar, but never said much.
These days, because he was busy practicing, he alienated the little barbarian who was like sisters, and Xiao Yu also felt guilty in his heart.
If one day, they can escape from here smoothly, hopefully, they can continue to live here with this unique dance?
Teach her like this, I hope, I can also express my heart a little.
For dancing skills, Xiao Yu has always regarded it as one of his own specialties, and he never planned to keep dancing like this.
So, even if they all jumped, she wouldn't be angry.
The only thing I feel a pity is that it's a pity that my current mental power is not very high, otherwise, if I give some mental power to Xiaoman's Shuang'er, they will definitely be much more mature and coherent when they dance this dance.
The days just slipped by.
Today's Long Live Lord's Thousand Autumn Festival is finally coming.
In the face of Xiao Yu's dance training, the intensity became stronger day by day.
The sound of silk and bamboo continued, and Aunt Lan added many new dance clothes to Xiao Yu.
Sometimes, Xiao Yu would carefully trace the appearance of some clothes according to her previous memories and show them to Aunt Lan, who would also smile and help her make them one by one.
In this way, Xiao Yu's small bag also added a lot of clothes continuously.
Xiao Yu collected them one by one and hid them in one place in case of future needs.
The force value that Xiao Yu had practiced privately also increased day by day.
finally reached the point where Xiao Yu thought he could give it a go.
After thinking about it again and again, in order to avoid the people of this little Lori from suffering with him, Xiao Yu decided to wait until the Qianqiu Festival entered the palace to perform the dance, and on the way back to the house, he would find a way to escape without showing a trace.
The idea must be, and the rest is nothing more than packing up and packing.
Since that damn Yun Wang Ye made that shocking declaration to Concubine Hui that day, Xiao Yu found that everyone in this sect suddenly became much friendlier to his family overnight.
From time to time, someone will send her a two-piece jewelry hairpin ring.
For the sake of the dignity of the entire workshop, Aunt Lan often brought Xiao Yu some newly made beaded gold jewelry.
Xiao Yu was not polite, and accepted them with a smile one by one.
Damn, as long as the cheap prospective husband doesn't say it himself, Xiao Yu naturally won't be stupid enough to tell others that on a certain month and day not long ago, a certain little man with a bad temper was quietly made bad by her.
What kind of gold ornaments, the right to enrich this girl's bag!
A certain woman squinted her crooked fox eyes alone in the dark, and thought happily.
Today's holy Thousand Autumn Festival has finally arrived.
Xiao Yu and a good sister, like an unlit knife, have been sharpened for so many days, and it is finally their turn to make their debut.
The palace car that came to pick them up was just outside the gate of the prince's mansion, decorated in red and willow green, and stopped one after another.
Before boarding the car, Xiao Yu deliberately followed Aunt Lan for a long time.
Secretly carrying a wave of mental power, Xiao Yu deliberately held his face red, and then made a pitiful appearance, and grabbed Aunt Lan:
"Aunt Lan, Yu'er this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to go with everyone!"
Aunt Lan was suddenly anxious:
"Hey, I'm kissing my little ancestor, alas, I'm a good girl! You're here to tell Aunt Lan this, aren't you thinking about asking for Aunt Lan's life?! ”