Teng Yiqin sat down and took a shallow sip of tea. The corners of his mouth pulled up a bewitching smile: Hmph, I want to see if you live up to your name! She looked at Qianmo Chuanyu on the side, but his gaze didn't stay on her for a moment, and she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

At this moment, the curtain opened, and the figure faintly appeared behind the gauze.

Xue Mo and Qianmo raised their eyebrows, and they also appeared on the stage at some point.

The strings were gently plucked with the plain hands, and the graceful sound of the piano sounded in the main hall.

The figure in the tent moved slowly.

Qianmo's soft and quiet voice sounded:

The warbler flew quietly close to the side of the ship, whispering to the sound of oars.

The willow tops are stained with green smoke waves, and the three colors of spring are around the embankment.

The old books are turned into ordinary tunes, and Wu Yue is still singing on the other side.

Laughing a few times repeatedly, a few clutches back and forth. ”

The curtain slowly opened, and I saw a group of women dressed in red in a circle. In the middle, Li Shuangxiang has a white shirt, a flower on the other side of the forehead, and the plum hairpin between the hair, if the shoulders are cut, and the waist is about a plain, like a white magnolia, if a fairy is like a spirit. It's like a little white in the plum bush.

Qian Mo Chuanyu's cool eyes rose with tenderness at this moment.

"There are scholars who are graceful, and there are beautiful women who sit alone in the pavilion.

One day passed by, causing two feelings to be in the veins. ”

The women in red slowly dispersed, sometimes raising her wrists and lowering her eyebrows, sometimes soothing her hands.

"The wind and moon in the poems are getting stronger, but they don't see the sky for a long time.

The heart fell outside the strings, and who did you talk to softly.

It is said that the smoke and rain were empty that year, and the apricot blossom boat swayed by.

Passing someone's building, a string song fell.

He was dressed plainly white, and traveled a few distances between mountains and rivers.

Can be folded, what a fold, every year willow color. ”

Suddenly, the sound of the piano became faster, she threw off her sleeves, only to see countless plum blossom petals thrown out of her sleeves, and bursts of cold plum fragrance fainted in the hall.

Qian Mochuan said in a depressed heart: It's actually Mei Xiang?

When the collection of sentences under the willow tops, all flow through the eyes.

A wisp of spring breeze is a shallow preface,

Stay between the lines,

It's not the day and the night,

The man in the song has long since digressed. ”

Suddenly, the sound of the flute rose softly. She was stunned, and she didn't arrange a flute!

Qian Mo Chuanyu's hand holding the wine glass tightened, fifth brother?!

Sure enough, Qian Mo Chuanyi walked in from the entrance of the hall with a jade flute in her hand, and she was relieved and continued to dance.

The sound of the flute and the sound of the piano echo each other, adding more charm.

At this moment, I saw that Li Muxi had taken her right foot as the axis, lightly stretched her long sleeves, and her delicate body rotated accordingly.

The hem of the skirt was opened, and I saw that under the white dress was a rose-red satin, and as she swirled it again and again, the dance dress swayed with it.

The sound of the flute and the piano is getting faster and faster.

"When there was a burst of rain on the window, I washed my old feelings.

The people in the song are thousands of miles away,

Unconsciously stop writing,

Leave a lingering afterglow to be continued,

Just outside that smoke wave, it faded into a meander. ”

She turned faster and faster, and the hem of her skirt vaguely formed the shape of a plum blossom.

Before everyone came back to their senses, the faint fragrance of plum blossoms became stronger and stronger.

It turned out that the skirt was stained with the fragrance of plum blossoms, and as she turned, it spread in the main hall.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute and the piano suddenly turned down.

"Later, I don't know what happened, but the beautiful woman was still in the pavilion.

Alone in the rain curtain, I considered every word.

In the poems, the wind and moon remained, and the roles were inadvertently changed.

The pleadings fell outside the strings, and who else spoke softly.

It is said that the smoke and rain were empty that year, and the apricot blossom boat swayed by.

Passing someone's building, a string song fell.

She waited a few times, and the fluttering was white.

Empty folding, folding, willow color every year. ”

At this time, those red-clothed women waved their hands lightly, and dozens of red ribbons in their sleeves were lightly raised, weaving into a plum blossom bush.

At the same time, a row of women walked out from both sides, and the plum blossom petals of the flower basket in their hands spilled out one after another.

Li Muxi stepped on the silk belt in the air, and her clothes fluttered.

When the collection of sentences under the willow tops, all flow through the eyes.

A wisp of spring breeze is a shallow preface,

Stay between the lines,

It's not the day and the night,

The man in the song has long since digressed.

When it rains in the window,

Wash away the old mood at that time.

The people in the song are thousands of miles away,

Unconsciously stop writing,

Leave a lingering afterglow to be continued,

Just outside that smoke wave, it faded into a meander. ”

She tapped her feet, danced in small steps, and danced on the ribbon.

The hall was silent.

Teng Zisheng shook his wine glass and narrowed his eyes, and the woman above him blurred......

Suddenly, the purple jade on Li Muxi's neck danced and jumped out of the covered clothes.

Teng Zisheng's eyes widened when he ascended, and he subconsciously stroked his chest, how could she have the same purple jade as me? Don't......

The gaze that looked at her became more unpredictable......

After the song, the ribbon slowly fell, and she jumped down with it.

Applause erupted in the hall, and the sound of admiration was endless.

Li Muxi bowed and said softly: "Let everyone laugh." ”

Qian Mochen's face lit up with a smile: "Xi'er, your dancing posture is getting better and better!" ”

Teng Yiqin blushed, bit his lip, and clenched his fists.

Xue Mo and Qian Mo also stepped forward.

Li Muxi smiled coincidentally: "This is thanks to Xue'er and Sister Mei!" ”

"Why don't you thank me?" Qian Mo Chuanyi's voice came from behind her.

Li Muxi looked back at him and smiled: "Yes, I still have to thank the prince!" ”

At this time, Teng Yiqin couldn't help it after all, and stood up from his seat: "Hmph, don't think that a dance can be ......"

Before the words fell, Teng Zuojing above shouted: "Yiqin! ”

Teng Yiqin kicked his feet and said unwillingly: "Daddy~"

I only heard Teng Zuojing say to Qian Mochen: "Your Majesty, the little girl doesn't know the rules, and I hope the emperor won't blame you." ”

Qian Mochen waved his hand, but Shangguan Zhi said indifferently: "The county lord is naturally beautiful, and Xi'er has their own spring and autumn. The palace looked at it, and the county lord was a match for Yu'er. With that, he glanced at Qianmo Chuanyu on the seat.

Only Shangguan Zhi's voice remained in the entire hall.

Li Muxi's heart was cold, and within a few seconds, he was cold all over his body.

Even if she understood that Shangguan Zhi's words were to want Qianmo Chuanyu to accept the crown prince's canonization for herself, she actually involved an irrelevant Teng Yiqin?!

Qian Mo Chuanyu's whole face was darkened, and the wine in the cup swirled, and he saw that the whole wine glass was about to break.

Suddenly, he let go of his hand again, as if he had figured out something, and his eyes were indifferent.

Teng Yiqin's face was red again, and he couldn't speak.

Shangguan Zhi said again: "Yu'er is eighteen, but she has not set up a princess, not even a side concubine. It's time to stand at this age. ”

After that, he gave Qian Mochen a look again.

Qian Mochen also said: "I'll see if there's a suitable one." ”

Teng Yiqin is still very excited, although Qian Mochen will choose again, she still has a chance, doesn't she?