At this time, the sound of the kite suddenly turned urgent, and the girl took her right foot as the axis. Relax the long sleeves lightly, and the delicate body rotates with it, turning faster and faster.

The flute is getting more and more urgent, her posture is also dancing faster and faster, such as jade's plain hands lingering gracefully, the skirt is flying, a pair of water eyes like smoke want to talk and rest, the streamer is flying, the whole person is like a flower through the fog, hazy and ethereal, flashing with beautiful colors, but it is so far away......

The white shirt with a clear face, dyed with green silk and ink, and the white sleeves are elegant, like a fairy, and the water elf seems to come from a dream.

A round of spring moon in the sky opens the palace mirror, the woman under the moon sometimes raises her wrist and lowers her eyebrows, sometimes lightly Shu Yun's hand, and the sleeves in her hands are folded and held, like a pen walking dragon painting Danqing, jade sleeves are windy, elegant and vigorous.

The sound of music is clear in the ears, the white sleeves in the hands are like wonderful pens like silk strings, turning, throwing, opening, closing, twisting, rounding, bending, flowing water and clouds like dragons flying like phoenix dances.

The girl dances lightly, her body is as light as a swallow, her body is as soft as a cloud, her arms are as soft as a boneless, and she dances like a lotus flower step by step, like a butterfly flying among the flowers, like a gurgling flowing water, like the bright moon in the deep mountains, like the morning light in the alley, and like the round dew at the tip of the lotus leaf, which makes people drink good wine, and is so drunk that they can't help themselves.

Feng Qiao held her breath, afraid that she would disturb her.

In front of him, there was only her dancing figure, she turned around, her back was up, and the petals fell on the skin on her face, turning into water droplets, and the spirit dripped.

"Phoenix Feather ......"

Feng Qiao looked at the shadow stupidly, not daring to break the tranquility.

He remembered that before he got married, Huang Yu had gone to Biluoxian to sing and dance in the Taiji Palace.

The same moonshine, the same white clothes.

He didn't know where he was for a moment.

This kind of dance made Huang Yu, who is also a woman, very amazing.

She looked up at the man on the boat who was watching obsessively, and sighed, not only feeling guilty. People are versatile, she doesn't know anything, eats and sleeps all day, sleeps and eats......

At the end of the dance, the petals fluttered and fell on the girl, she lowered her head, her fingers were in the shape of a peacock, and the skirt was spread out, like a clean peacock.

Unconsciously, Feng Qiao had already used his internal force to urge the boat to row to the shore. Huang Yu also took advantage of the sound of the boat running water, and walked to the shore deep and shallow, although he was already very careful, he still tripped over the lotus root under his feet.

One pounced, his arms were spread, and his ten fingers pressed into the thick mud of the lake, and all the water lilies in his arms fell into the mud, and he couldn't see his original appearance. Huang Yu looked at the flowers in a daze, and tears opened the floodgates for some reason.

The boat is still moving, and it should not have been discovered.

Seeing this, Xiao Crisp hurriedly helped Huang Yu up, and when he wanted to pick up the lotus flowers in the mud, he was grabbed by Huang Yu.

"Forget it, don't want it...... It's all dirty", Huang Yu said with his head down.

Actually, it wasn't because she was dirty, she just ...... suddenly I don't want it anymore.

Xiao Crisp heard the unhappiness in Huang Yu's tone, thinking that she was having a little temper because the water lily was dirty, and said while picking it up: "Niangniang has worked hard, no matter how you say don't want it, the things in this water don't get wet, go back and wash it is still the same as before"

Huang Yu didn't care about her, went straight to the riverbank, sat on the grass and wiped his feet with his socks indiscriminately, put the dirty socks in his arms, and put on his shoes directly.

"Little crispy, let's go, don't pick it up"

"Mother, wait for me, there's still the last one left"

Xiao Crisp hurriedly followed after picking it up, but after walking more than ten feet, he bumped into Huang Yu, who turned around without warning, and the water lily mud in his arms was stained on Huang Yu's white clothes.

"Oops", Xiao Crisp rubbed his head, not forgetting to show Huang Yu his chin.

Huang Yu grinned in pain, looked down at the mud on his clothes, and finally pouted and cried.

"...... Niangniang, don't cry, Xiao Crisp is wrong, Xiao Crisp shouldn't go so fast, I'll go back and wash it for you, no, no, no, it's okay to make a new set for you", Xiao Crisp hurriedly wiped Huang Yu's tears, because there was mud on his hands, and the tears were not wiped off, and he directly wiped Huang Yu's white little face into a big flower face.

“…… Fuck his bullshit white clothes, this palace doesn't want white clothes, and this palace won't wear white clothes in this life...... Woowoo woo ......"

Huang Yu flicked his sleeves and knocked off Xiao Crisp's hand, and just when Xiao Crisp thought she was going to lose her temper, Huang Yu suddenly hugged her.

The water lily in Xiao Crisp's arms was directly sandwiched between the two, and now, the white clothes couldn't be washed off at all.

"Woooooooooo......oo Hurt...... This palace hurts ......"

Hongu ...... Distressed......

Although Huang Yu, who had just woken up, was a little stupid and behaved like a child, he had never cried like this. Crispy wondered, wondering if she had seen something in the water.

Xiao Crisp patted Huang Yu's back and comforted him in a low voice: "Niangniang, it won't hurt in a while, Xiao Crisp will go back and make sweet lotus soup for you."

"This palace doesn't want to break the lotus, and this palace doesn't want to see the lotus in this life!"

For a moment, Xiao Crisp suddenly thought of the strange pair of Ala-Arou sisters, and the emperor's words to relax here, and an uncertain thought emerged in his heart.

Isn't it...... Jealous?

There is a reason why I thought about it so late, Huang Yu has always shown disgust and rejection to the emperor.

In order to avoid grace, and even pushed the big palace maid Fengwu around her to the emperor as a concubine, the Ala Arou sister Jinfeng didn't say anything, she should eat, drink, as if it was really like what she said, and she was very happy to have three sisters to play with her.

As soon as Concubine Lingfei danced just now, she also looked at it a little vaguely, thinking that Huang Yu's position could be seen more clearly, Niangniang must have felt that her skills were inferior, and then she was jealous, inferior, and finally angry.

Xiao Crisp was happy in his heart, the emperor finally got what he wanted, but he didn't dare to ask easily, thinking about slowly guiding Huang Yu to discover his heart.

Huang Yu cried for a while, let go of Xiao Crisp, rubbed his eyes and hiccuped.

"Let's go back," Huang Yu said, tugging at the crisp sleeve of his shirt.

"Mother, the slave just remembered. I heard under the grass just now that the emperor came to the lake to relax, there must be a lot of guards guarding here, we can't get out, there is nothing to cover here, it is better to go back first, and when the emperor is gone, we will go back"

Huang Yu's original reaction was to refuse, even if he was discovered by the guards, he could go out by showing his waist card. But there was a voice in her heart that said to her, she didn't want to leave, she wanted to go back and see what Feng Qiao would do.

The two walked back, squatting under the original grass, Allah passed by the grass with a zither in his arms, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked back at his sister from time to time, giving her an encouraging look.

Huang Yu and Xiao Crisp held their breath and concentrated, and they heard Feng Qiao's low voice sound.

"You dance beautifully, where did you learn it?"

Ah Rou seemed a little confused, and said in a low voice: "The noble women of the Hu clan will be taught the peacock dance since they were young, and when they grow up, they can only dance to their beloved. The peacock dance was supposed to be danced when they got married, but there was no such custom in the country, so it was shelved. The concubines had the courage to disturb the emperor's Yaxing, and danced for the emperor, and the emperor should not be blamed. ”

I don't know how many times I recited a passage silently in my heart, and finally recited it word for word, and Arou exhaled silently in her heart.

Feng Qiao stepped forward to help Ah Rou up from the petals, and a few petals fell on the long hair and fell down with the movement.

A pair of cold eyes looked at it softly, with a strong affection in them, and Feng Qiao's heart was hot.

She was wearing a floor-to-white palace dress, and she was dressed in gold brocade embroidery and exquisite.

Luo Yun's sideburns are embellished with pearls and emeralds, and a hollow ivory-colored east pearl hangs down from the forehead, which is very good-looking.

The moonlight reflects the acacia flowers on her cuffs clearly and tactfully, the long hair is casually pulled up with the plain lack of moon hairpin, and the light smoke and flowing water paint the screen, giving birth to a kind of bright branches and spring color.

Feng Qiao held her in his arms and called softly, "Huang Yu." ”

“…… Emperor...... I'm ......", thinking of her sister's words, Arou swallowed the rest of the words in her stomach.

He sighed softly in her ear, and kissed her eyebrows and eyes gently.

She was still slightly pouting to say something, but he sighed again and kissed her on the lips, blocking her words back.

At this moment, the night is as cold as water, the autumn breeze is fragrant, the lips and teeth are deepening little by little, and Arou also hugged his neck.

His kiss was as warm as a spring breeze, and her breath became more and more urgent, and she felt that she was about to melt into a wave of autumn water, and she couldn't help but snort.

Feng Qiao also felt that he couldn't breathe, and hugged her tightly with both hands.

Her lips and teeth were fragrant, and the soft touch he hadn't felt for a long time made him forget who the person in his arms was for a moment.

Hearing her words, my brain was even more pounding, and I suddenly hugged her tightly, and my breathing became more and more rapid.

The phoenix feather in the grass over there was heartbroken, covering his mouth to prevent himself from making a sound, but his eyes were constantly looking at the men and women hugging and kissing under the old poplar tree.

Tears flowed down one after another, she didn't know why she was crying, she just felt uncomfortable in her heart, as if a piece was missing.

"Mother's ......"

Xiao Crisp looked at Huang Yu in such pain, and regretted bringing her back.

Feng Qiao woke up in a panic and gasped to let her go.

He pressed Arou's head to his chest, and her cheeks were pink in the moonlight.

Feng Qiao looked around and found a dilapidated courtyard not far away.

The moonlight is extraordinarily bright, and the snow and willows are as bright as in the lights. This dilapidated courtyard is as misty as a fairy mountain pavilion, covered by the moonlight.

This small courtyard was built by him in his spare time. In the past, when she was in the Nine Kings' Mansion, there was a lotus pond in the courtyard of Huangyu, and she also loved lotus flowers very much. In the five years that she woke up, he came here to meditate when he had nothing to do, and cut down a few trees to build this small courtyard. Some green cabbage seeds were also planted in it, and a small poplar tree was planted next to it.

Now that Huang Yu has woken up, he has not taken care of this small yard anymore, the cabbage has grown up, no one picks it, and it is rotten in the ground.

The little poplar grew taller, and he could no longer touch the very top of the poplar.

It turns out that things are not, and neither are people.

Ah Rou suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and she didn't know where she was, her waist was picked up by him, and the wind was blowing in her ears.

"Squeak-"

The heavy wooden door sounded, and the smell of mold came from the room, mixed with the smell of sandalwood.

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