Chapter 7: Sword Dance
The mountain ghost cowered under the eaves and covered her ears tightly, but the mournful cry still drifted to her ears through the rain curtain. The little girl gritted her teeth and stared at the swaying carriage, a glint of hatred in her eyes.
The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival was a day of poison, and she had taken a poison for many years in order to change her appearance. Now she had to endure the pain of worms and ants in her belly, and she had to endure the humiliation that the man had inflicted on her.
The mountain ghost's body trembled slightly, and she knew how painful it was when the girl was poisoned.
After three incense sticks, the man got out of the carriage in a well-dressed manner and walked straight to the Moon Tower in the depths of the narrow alley to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet there. Everything that happened in the carriage was just a vent.
The mountain ghost got into the car, and the breath was slight, as if it was like a camellia after the wind and rain, so weak that it had no vitality.
The little girl's eyes were red, and while she was putting together her clothes for Rao, she gritted her teeth and scolded: "That beast surnamed Shen! One day I'm going to tear him to pieces! ”
Rao Tu smiled weakly: "Mountain ghost, is it still raining outside?" ”
"It's down."
"I'm supposed to go get a shower of rain."
"Girl! Don't go, you're weak...... Besides, I will get my clothes wet, and I will have to dance the sword later. ”
"Help me out, my clothes are torn, are you still afraid of getting wet?"
In the alleyway, her green silk was scattered, stepping barefoot on the cold ground, the rain flowed through her white jade-like slender instep, she sneered, looked up at the sky and sighed softly: "Xu Xu, Xu Xu!" You're a wretch. ”
A lazy laugh rang out, "This king only knows what a beauty is today." ”
The mountain ghost turned his head cautiously, only to see a man with a blue and white oil-paper umbrella walking from behind.
The man was wearing clogs, and he was walking in the rain, but he didn't make a sound, as if he was walking off the ground, and the slightest sludge could not splash the hem of his clothes.
His clothes are so fancy, and his appearance is really handsome to the point of bewitching.
Rao Tu retracted her mind, and knew who this person was between her thoughts, and who could call herself "this king" and be so charming that she couldn't talk to anyone, except for Xiao Yanning, the fifth prince of the dynasty, who else could there be?
She blessed her body slightly, "The concubine has seen the fifth prince." ”
Xiao Yanning took off his scarlet cloak and wrapped Rao Tu, and said with a smile: "There is no moonlight tonight, but there is a stunning color." You're the one who fascinated my third brother, right? Tsk, why is this scene, it seems to be slighted by someone, which one do you say, I'll help you get angry. ”
Rao Tu stepped back and said in a low voice, "The prince said he was laughing. ”
Xiao Yanning smiled, held Rao's hand, and said heroically: "Let's go, I'll take you to the Moon Tower." ”
When Xiao Yanning took Rao's hand and walked into the Moon Tower, it simply attracted the attention of everyone in the building, and in front of these two people, the other beauties in the building were overshadowed.
Shen Zhu was blowing the mist of tea, and when he saw Xiao Yanning holding Rao's hand, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly imperceptibly.
Rao Di didn't look at him.
During the feast, she changed into a green dress, held a red cherry sword, and walked up to the hall to the sound of drums.
The clothes are fluttering with the body, and the red-tasseled sword is like a white snake spitting letters, hissing and breaking the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking around. Sometimes it is as light as a swallow, and sometimes it rises with a sword, and sometimes it is like lightning, and the fallen leaves collapse.
With a cracking sound of the lute, she slid a shallow green shadow in the void with a slight tap of her toes.
The music stopped abruptly, and she landed in front of Shen Zhu, the tip of the sword pointing at his eyebrows, her face full of sadness.
It was an expression that Shen Zhu had never seen before, and in his impression, she had always been hypocritical and flattering.
He didn't move, just put down the teacup in his hand and said calmly: "In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, who danced with a sword and moved in all directions. Unexpectedly, Miss Rao also has the demeanor of Gongsun. ”
Xiao Yanning smiled playfully, stroked his palms and said: "After Shen Huangmen's comments, I am afraid that it will spread among the scholars in the world, and the Liang will not lose to the Gongsun family." ”
Rao Di slowly withdrew the long sword, "Lord Shen is overrated, the little woman has no wind and bones, and she is not as good as the women of the Gongsun family. The red tasseled sword took off his hand and shot straight at the beam, nailed to it, and the red tassel trembled non-stop.