August 19, the unitary time has passed, the lights of thousands of homes on the bank of the river, Fengyue Pavilion is as bright as a pearl. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info crowded in front of the door, the carriages of each province end to end.

The birthday of the Prime Minister of the Kingdom made the already lively Fengyue Pavilion even more eye-catching.

In addition, there are also heroes from all walks of life, all of whom are frequent visitors to Fengyue Pavilion, and I heard that there will be a new Oiran of Fengyue Pavilion dancing on stage tonight, and they all opened the door and gathered one by one.

First, it is also a glorious thing to put a face in front of Xiangye, and secondly, to witness what kind of appearance this new Oiran is - it has been rumored a long time ago recently, and a strange woman has come to Fengyue Pavilion, but she doesn't come out after a thousand calls, which makes people have an appetite, and they have to wait until today to show up.

And the "strangeness" of this strange woman lies in the fact that she is not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also not inferior to the sleeve if you want to talk about dancing. But the twelve women who start with the word "division" are already extraordinary, and if you want to talk about talent again, it can't help but be a little boring. So, naturally, she has something else to offer......

"I heard that the one who came up later is going to dance the sword?"

"Dancing swords? It's new......"

After three rounds of drinking, the guests in the hall were all full of red light and drunk. The congratulations have passed, and everyone has gathered all their attention on the round platform set up in the center.

The round platform had been erected the day before, covered with red silk, and was at the same height as the second floor.

The row located in the Huazuo on the second floor is Xiangye and his party.

To say that the real owner of this Fengyue Pavilion is easy not to show up, and the weekday affairs are in charge of the leaders of the upper, middle and lower floors, for example, the second floor is Zhao Duo, and the third floor is the thirteen mothers...... Fengyue Pavilion is so big that it is like a small palace, otherwise, it would not be able to do it with a single floor.

There was a moment of silence in all directions.

The sound of the pipa began, and the six women sitting on both sides of the round platform all hung their heads and waited for the different instruments to be played. A circle of women in red danced to the music, with long and ethereal cloud sleeves, graceful and soft posture, but the pace and movements were the same, and there was nothing special about it.

Just when everyone was wondering, suddenly their eyes lit up, and they saw a long red silk swinging in front of them, which seemed to fall from a high altitude, and seemed to flash from the door, and they couldn't tell where it came from for a while.

Everyone's attention turned to the red silk.

But when the red silk became slow, there was an exclamation in unison, and it turned out that there was a woman in red on the red silk!

Because of the distance and speed, the face of the woman in red flashed in a hurry, and she didn't see it clearly. I saw his long skirt fluttering in the wind, and the red yarn on his face was slightly rolled up, which was extremely sultry.

When the red silk "flew" to the top of the round platform, the long skirt suddenly moved, broke away from the red silk, and with the long sword in his hand, it landed steadily on the round platform.

At the same time, before anyone could react, he turned into a whirlwind, rising vertically, and in an instant, the red skirt turned into a phantom, and the long sword turned into white light.

When the speed slowed down, Fang fell to the ground and began to dance the sword. If you want to talk about sword dance, it is inseparable from dance rhyme and martial arts, and I don't know how much effort has been put into the back to combine the two so well.

The cheers came and went, pushing the feast to its climax.

In a small cubicle in the corner of the third floor, Yun He and Mo Sheng looked at the wonderful program below through the slightly open window, the corners of their lips curled slightly, and in addition to amazement, there was also appreciation and bitterness in their eyes.

On the other side, stood Thirteen Niang and Si Sleeve.

Only the four of them know how much the girl who has gathered the focus of all the people at the bottom has paid for tonight's "amazing" in the past half a month.

I practiced martial arts day and night, and danced day and night. Two senior brothers with excellent light skills, and a sleeve with excellent dancing skills, are enough to be her teacher.

"Yunhe, Mo Sheng," Thirteen Niang called softly, and when they turned their heads, her expression suddenly turned serious, "It's almost, you should go." ”

Yunhe and Mo Sheng glanced at each other, nodded, and hugged their fists at Thirteen Niang: "Next, it's all up to Thirteen Niang, take care." ”

After speaking, he left the house.

Thirteen Niang moved her eyes back downstairs, looked at him blankly for a moment, and muttered: "Hold on, remember, you must drag him down......"

"Don't worry, they live in the palace, in fact, they are more daring than ordinary people, although their identity is conspicuous, but today is different after all, he will not leave so soon."

"I hope so......"

The round platform is still flying, integrating softness and rigidity.

The music is exciting, and in the sound of the piano, pipa, and flute, it seems that the drum sound is added, which sets off this "sword dance" majestic.

Behind the desk on the second floor, a cheek was puzzled, and his eyes stared at the face behind the pink veil in the distance, and he couldn't help frowning.

The table in front of him was no less powerful than that of Yan Xiangye next to him. If everyone didn't know how old Xiang Ye was, otherwise, he would still think that he was the one who celebrated his birthday today.

The jade bottle was slowly put down, but the fingers did not leave, rubbing the edge of the cup at once, like a ravine in the heart, mottled and intricately born.

A cool breeze suddenly arose, and with instinctive intuition, he opened his eyes suddenly, and in the dark pupils, a sharp sword flew straight over.

Behind the sword, there was that familiar face.

"Your Highness, be careful—!" Yuan Feng on his side shouted, and he was about to pounce to block it immediately.

Who knew that he didn't dodge at all, and stretched out his arm to stop Yuan Feng, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, and almost at the same moment, the sharp sword stopped outside the carving fence.

In just a moment, Huo Ran turned around again, drew back his sword and left, and with the fluttering red silk, the woman bypassed everyone one by one.

It turned out to be a false alarm......

The people who were dumbfounded and shouted to be careful found that it was a dance, so they all breathed a sigh of relief and wiped their sweat on their foreheads.

Yan Xiangye on the side was also frightened, and glanced at him with a frown.

"Your Highness, you ...... Are you okay? Yuan Feng was shocked.

Zhou Yetian shook his head, temporarily released his fingers, and pinched the wine cup again, unable to see what his expression was.

At that moment, in a short moment, he saw it clearly. It was the last time she entered the palace, and she came with her brother and fought with her sword in front of him.

The swordsmanship is as good as ever.

If you want to talk about Fang Cai's thrilling scene, he is not not frightened, but extremely confident, and no one will assassinate him in front of everyone's eyes.

It's just that, why is she in Fengyue Pavilion?

Tang Guxi's words rang in his ears last time, and Zhou Yetian understood after thinking about it for a while. This woman has a poor family and has to make a living with her brother, so it is not surprising that she appeared in such a place.

But...... Since their brother and sister have been favored by Princess Luo, why did they end up in this miserable situation? Could it be that Princess Luo didn't take care of them?

Oh, okay, she is too busy to take care of herself now, and she still has the energy to take care of the prince's two friends?

A sneer erupted from his nose at the thought of this.

Yuan Feng saw that his master was not angry, so he breathed a sigh of relief at the moment, and then thought again, who dared to disturb the fourth prince?! The sword just now is fierce, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is intentional, is it not a woman from Fengyue Pavilion, and she doesn't want to live?

"Your Highness, I see, this is the one-"

Zhou Yetian raised his hand and stopped what he was saying.

Yuan Feng had no choice but to remain silent.

"After the break, help me keep her." After a while, a faint voice sounded in front.

Xizi passerby said

Recommend a tune, Hanshan Monk Trace Light Music, the piano and flute version is super good!