Gu Nan walked down from the high platform, and glanced back with no love, under the pavilion, there was no sound.

I was laughed to death······

I feel that I have no face to see people, and I am a leader of the army.

She didn't dare to think about what the people below would think, and it was estimated that her foot-skimming ritual dance would become the laughing stock of the whole city tomorrow.

Hehe.

She had an urge to find a wall to crash into, so she endured it.

Walking down the steps with weak steps, Gu Nan only felt that he was a little tired, more tired than after a battle, it was a feeling of emaciation.

walked back to Ying Zheng, but saw Ying Zheng looking at him blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Maybe he was angry, Gu Nan didn't salute, and stretched out a finger and flicked it on Ying Zheng's forehead.

"I'm embarrassed this time, I'm satisfied."

Bang, with a soft sound, Ying Zheng was bounced back to his senses by Gu Nan's bounce, looking at the people who were close at hand, his face turned red: "Full, satisfied." ”

glanced at him, and saw that Yingzheng was stunned again.

Gu Nan turned around and walked away, tugging at his cuffs, ready to change the clothes on his body.

Ying Zheng, who was sitting alone in front of the table, stupidly touched his forehead that was red.

But he grinned lightly.

It's been a long time since Mr. Gu has flicked the widow's forehead like this.

The ministers in the hall slowly woke up from the dance and exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath in their chests.

glanced nostalgically at the high platform that had already gone to the open space of the building.

"Haha, it's really nice to see such a fairy dance tonight, old man, thank King Qin for the dance."

Only then did everyone react, and they all bowed upstairs and said, "Xie Qin Wang gave me the dance." ”

"Hmph." Ying Zheng heard the voice outside and snorted coldly, what is it called given to you, even the widow is begging.

He regretted it a little, he should have let Mr. Gu only jump for him to see.

By the time Gu Nan came back, the white dress had been changed, and it was the white armor and the fierce beast face that had been replaced.

Ying Zheng looked at Gu Nan, who had put on her armor again, and remembered that before, she looked like she was out of dust, and there was a bit of regret and chagrin in her eyes.

I was in a daze just now, but I haven't had time to take a good look.

I want to see it again.

However, looking at Gu Nan's appearance, it is obvious that the residual anger has not subsided, and Yingzheng did not dare to mention it.

Gu Nan looked at Ying Zheng's appearance, and the depression in his chest also turned into helplessness, after all, he was a student who grew up, so let him mess around once.

Sighing and shaking his head.

"Your Majesty." Bowing slightly, holding the box with the skirt: "This is Fang Cai's clothes." ”

Ying Zheng was stunned: "Didn't the widow say to give it to Mr.?" ”

Gu Nan put the box on the table and said weakly: "Your Majesty, you also know that I am a military general, so I don't need this kind of clothing." ”

"That's also for Mr. Yu."

Gu Nan wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ying Zheng raising his hand.

Said seriously.

"Mr. has been leading the army all the year round, fighting for my Daqin, but he has no fame, and he has no gifts, and Daqin owes him a lot. The meager gift is for the widow's gratitude to Mr., and please don't refuse Mr. ”

Gu Nan looked at the box silently, and finally accepted it helplessly.

Ying Zheng smiled and turned his head to Xianyang outside the building: "Moreover, Mr. Gu, the way you looked just now is very good-looking." ”

Syllable.

A finger flicked on Ying Zheng's head again.

"Sir, why did you hit me?"

"Disrespectful to the teacher."

"Hehehe, Mr. is fighting, it should be beaten."

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On the second day, the dance in the palace came out of the palace wall, and I don't know who said more, and the style of that dance was spread in Xianyang City. The scholar regretted not seeing that demeanor, and mourned himself. It is also said that it is a boast that has been seen.

But no one can say who danced that dance.

I only know that she is an extremely handsome woman who has never been seen in the palace.

Some people say that it is the princess of Qin, but King Qin has just been crowned, and he has not heard anything about the princess.

In this way, there are even more opinions, saying that it is a dancer who is good at dancing in the palace, that it is said that there are sisters of King Qin, and even more that it is a god-given dance, wishing Qin Guoyun.

The most ridiculous thing is that some people actually say that it is the trap leader, saying that he has been fortunate enough to see the trap leader take off his armor and look like that woman.

Of course, the natural cause was laughter, and who didn't know what kind of murderer he would be.

I have seen the people returning from the trapped army pointing to the east gate of Xianyang City and laughing, at that time, the whole street was so fierce that people did not dare to raise their heads, even when they approached, they could feel that they were chilled, and they did not dare to gasp.

Would that person be a woman?

can still dance out of the dance music that makes the ministers fall in love, who can believe it?

In the palace, the painter put away his pen.

On the silk cloth is painted a feminine woman, with her sleeves stretched, standing under the clouds and moon, as if dancing.

He put the pen aside, and he quietly looked at the silk cloth with some obsession, this painting should be the best work of his life.

"Is the painting ready?" A voice asked, and Ying Zheng sat there.

The painter hurriedly bowed and saluted: "It's good to return to the king." ”

"Bring it in."

"Yes."

The silk cloth was handed up and sent to Yingzheng, and he took it and held it in his hand.

Although the painting is good, it is missing a charm after all, but it is still very beautiful.

Ying Zheng looked at the painting and smiled slightly.

At the gate of the city, a young man in a white coarse cloth shirt stood.

He was only about twenty years old, with long black hair tied to his head, and a bronze long sword in his hand.

The body was straight, with this sharp aura, which made this young man who should have looked quite ordinary look like a sword out of the sheath standing there.

The angular face looked at the streets of Xianyang City with a faint look, and there seemed to be some nostalgia in his eyes.

He was supposed to be a young swordsman, but strangely enough, he had a short wooden sword pinned to his waist.

The wooden sword carving is still a little clumsy, and I can only barely say that it is a sword.

It is indescribably strange for a swordsman to carry such a sword.

There was some bustle on the street, but there was some silence around the swordsman, and the sound seemed to be stopped by something, and it was already very small when it reached his side.

He opened his mouth, as if to say to himself: "Xianyang City." ”

A small child runs past the young man.

But the young man reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

The child turned around and saw the figure in front of him, and was so frightened that he took a half step back: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, and his face moved into a somewhat reluctant and kind smile.

"Little brother, do you know how to get to this Xianyang City and Wu'an Jun Mansion?"

"Wu Anjun Mansion?"