Jiang Ruan's posture was leisurely and elegant, and he had already stood up before speaking, and repeated with a smile: "Since the second sister wants to see it like this, it doesn't hurt for me to dance a song for the second sister." ”

The surrounding nobles whispered when they heard this: "Isn't this person stunned, how can he take the initiative to make a fool of himself?" ”

"I must have stayed in the mountains and villages for a long time, not the sky is high and the earth is thick, I really think I can dance in the city." The irony in the words is palpable.

Forsythia and Bai Zhi behind them are all worried, Jiang Ruan has lived with them since childhood, and they know exactly whether Jiang Ruan will dance. Although in the eyes of the subordinates, the master's every move is good, but Forsythia and Bai Zhi, as subordinates, have a clearer understanding of the rules in the aristocratic circle. I am afraid that Jiang Ruan will fall into Jiang Susu's hands and lose the rules in front of these famous families in Beijing.

On the green pine boat, the fifth prince narrowed his eyes: "I was born beautiful, but it's a pity that I am a fool." ”

"Why did the fifth brother say this?" Xuanli smiled.

"Second Miss Jiang is extremely talented in Beijing, but Miss Jiang wants to steal her limelight, how is it possible, after all, she is a woman raised in the mountains, what can she understand?" The words are full of contempt.

For a while, everyone on the two boats was talking, all saying that Jiang Ruan was shallow and wanted to compete with Jiang Susu. A hint of joy flashed in Jiang Susu's eyes, but she raised her face with a gentle smile: "Then Su Niang is blessed, please ask my sister to dance for everyone." ”

Dance a song for everyone. Lin Zixiang frowned, Jiang Susu's seemingly unintentional words said Jiang Ruan like a dancing girl for the pleasure of others, and for a while, the people around him covered their mouths and sneered.

Jiang Ruan's eyes didn't blink, and he didn't seem to hear Jiang Susu's words at all. In the last life, Jiang Quan and Xuanli wanted her to win the favor of the saint and let her survive in the cannibalistic environment in the palace. Dancing for everyone is like this, and the concubine in a high position often says this. She is like a clown who dances beams, and she has only won the title of a straw bag beauty.

Jiang Ruan bowed his head and walked straight to the bow of the boat. The setting of the boat is very special, in order to enjoy the moonlight during the Lantern Festival, the bow of the boat is set up very wide and flat, which is convenient for dancing. She stretched out her hand and took off the hairpin with her hair in a bun at the back of her head, and suddenly, a head like a waterfall of green silk flowed down to her waist, exuding a charming luster. She bit the hairpin in her hand, and her affectionate eyes glanced at the people on the two boats before moving her lips slightly.

The double hairpin is actually a delicate whistle, and under the reflection of the moon phase, the red lips overflow the first clear sound.

At first, I only felt that the sound of the piano was as plain as usual, and if the porridge was boiled in white water, it made people feel bored and boring, and her body did not move, standing quietly in place, and did not move. The people on the boat began to show a mocking expression, only to say that the eldest lady of the Jiang family, who had just returned to Beijing, had poor donkey skills, and she dared to ask for a dance without shame.

Xuanli's expression stiffened slightly, he knew that this girl was playing "Guangling San", and the content of "Guangling San" was the story of Nie Zheng avenging his father and assassinating King Han during the Warring States Period. This is a story of revenge, at this time, the moon is full, and everyone is happy, why did the eldest lady of the Jiang family choose such a song of the atmosphere of the spear killing battle.

These two paragraphs seem to be ordinary, everyone only says that she is mediocre in skills, but Xuanli knows the Tao, and the turbulence of the undercurrent in these two paragraphs cannot be popped up if you are not a person who really has a state of mind. In this piece, he heard what seemed to be centuries of loneliness and forbearance.

Xuan Li was not the only one who felt this way, and when the music sounded, Xiao Shao, who was sitting alone in front of the window, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes fell on the girl who was playing music alone.

After the first few paragraphs, Jiang Ruan moved slowly, and the red clothes fluttered like a spirit that had fallen into the mortal dust, the worst and the most beautiful. Spinning, tiptoeing, arm raising, kicking. All of her works are beautiful, all of them are moving, and the lively and straightforward people can't take their eyes off it. Everyone gradually put away their contemptuous gazes, and could not hide the surprise in their eyes.

It was decades of forbearance and sorrow, the premature divorce of her mother and brother, and the loneliness of her alone. It was her father who couldn't wait to replace the holy decree with her portrait and send her to the bottomless palace. I thought that a warm and considerate lover would once reign in the world, but it was myself who brought disaster to the country. It was her sister who made her an adult, and watched the despair of her young son being played to death.

The sadness of her dance, as if she was going to ride the wind in the next second, somehow, reminded people of the desolate scene in their hearts, and gradually, some people's eyes were a little sour.

After the slow dance, the whistle in the mouth was urgent, and if the Jin Ge iron horse came on the sand, there was a bloody fierceness. Her movements accelerated suddenly, even so fast that everyone couldn't see her movements clearly, only to feel that the red dress was bloody, and it was amazingly beautiful under the moonlight. And the music was passionate, and the sound was like weeping. It was the ultimate sorrow that turned into unforgettable hatred, and the unjust demons who crawled out of hell came to ask for the lives of those who owed a debt for their lives. is the ruthlessness of not letting go of one, and it is the indifference of standing on the top and looking down on all living beings.

The moonlight shone down and shone on her little face that was as bright as snow, her eyes were amazingly bright, and there was no trace of smile, only bitter indifference and irony. Like a Shura, but like a god. Like a demon girl, wanton sentient beings.

The music of revenge is still playing, and the dance of revenge continues. This dance has already made everyone's hearts tremble, and they have never seen a person dance so beautifully, so beautiful that people are afraid. It's as if she is the person in that song, with hatred to get revenge, even if she pays any price, even if she goes to hell again, she has to pull someone to be buried with her. Her life is like an indifferent squander, this is a demon girl born for revenge.

Nicknamed children's language, grievances and grievances. Suddenly turned into a high-spirited warrior, and the warriors went to the enemy field. The floating clouds and willow catkins have no roots, and the sky and the earth are wide and far-reaching. Hundreds of birds are noisy, and suddenly I see a lonely phoenix. It is impossible to climb the scale, and the loss of momentum is a thousand pounds. He had two ears and did not listen to the silk fence. Hearing that Master Ying played, he sat aside. The push stopped, and the wet clothes were full of tears. Yinghuer is sincere, and there is no ice charcoal to put my intestines!

As soon as the song fell, the red clothes dancing in the wind suddenly tightened, and her head was as moving as silk in the moonlight, her face was charming and charming, and her upward eyes slid over Jiang Susu's body, and she reached out to make a gesture of cutting off her head on her neck. Jiang Susu's body stiffened, and Jiang Ruan Yan smiled.

The beauty smiled, as if the spring flowers of the Great Jin Dynasty would bloom layer upon layer overnight, so beautiful that people felt blasphemous when they looked at it more.

Xiao Shao's handsome face was still cold, and her long eyelashes covered a touch of deep thought in her eyes.

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