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Shenzhou flows with the river, and the thousands of clouds blow the water and wear red sleeves.

Bless the harvest year of smoke and rain, autumn leaves sweep all the green qiong.

Tianhua auspicious Ruizhao sky, ten thousand horses in the town of Guanting.

The stars reflect the moon and the wind in the jade forest, and everyone in the world is drunk and ......I wake up alone" (Huh ~ The poem is written by himself, and it is not well written, please forgive me, readers)

The singing of the soul is accompanied by the graceful and soothing dancing, swaying lightly under the dim candlelight. The song carries the tenderness of water, the sonorous of iron armor, and the momentum of magnificent mountains and rivers, all of which resound in everyone's heart.

The white sleeves poured into the sky, and the heart was pure like a white elf in the dark night, so that everyone present, regardless of men, women, and children, was stupid and drunk. Although I couldn't see her face, only listened to her singing, it soothed the silent night.

Xing Xiaotian sat there, with a bit of sadness in his eyes, and he had a lot of words in his heart that he wanted to ask the woman dancing in front of him,

"What kind of woman are you? Why can't I see through you all the time? ”

The wine glass in Prince Xing Jianbing's hand had already been put down, his eyes were staring at Xinchun without blinking, and there was no expression on his face, but he was asking in his heart,

"Who is this woman?" He felt a wave of affection from his pure body, which was slowly spreading towards himself, that kind of affection was not a woman's tenderness, let alone charming and enchanting, this kind of emotion was indifferent and pure, but mixed with a cold murderous aura. It made Xing Jianbing not know how to face this menacing momentum, and he made Xing Jianbing, who had always been calm, unconsciously break out in a cold sweat in his palm.

The two black figures who were shuttling in the palace in the distance suddenly stopped their steps when they heard this beautiful singing. (Read the novel network)

"Listen, it's the singing of Qingquan!" Ying Qian said to Xue Rong with a smile.

"Well, I thought that Miss Qingquan had just been living in Zuiyue Tower, but I didn't expect it to be worthy of her reputation!"

"Alas, what a pity!" Ying Qian suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong? What do you sigh for? ”

"I think it's a pity for the two of us, don't you know, Qingquan's dancing is better than this singing, tonight, the two of us don't have a chance to enjoy it!"

Hearing this, Xue Rong just glanced in the direction of the palace banquet, frowned, and said,

"Since Miss Qingquan has already started to perform, which means that this palace banquet is about to end, she is helping us delay time, let's hurry up and rescue the Devouring Heaven!" Xue Rong's words reminded Ying Qian.

"It's not far ahead of the Prince's Mansion, we have to hurry!"

The two of them disappeared in one flash.

The singing continued, but the heart was pure but changed the way of dancing, and the white sleeves were thrown out and thrown into an open wine jar not far away. Strong wine drenched the long sleeves. Xinchun instantly withdrew his sleeves, leaned forward, lifted one leg high and back, and stood there with one leg high, holding his chest high, looking up at the surrounding qiē. Just when everyone wondered what she was going to do, her heart was pure, and the long sleeves in her hand fell to the ground and began to fly on the bluestone slab.

The singing is no longer slow, but accompanied by the movements of the heart, the rhythm is faster, and in everyone's eyes, the dance of the heart is not equal to the dance just now. If the dance of the pure heart just now interprets the happiness and tenderness of the girl's lightness, then now, the dance of the pure heart is the interpretation of the monstrous impact on the battlefield, strong and powerful, and magnificent. People who are close to her can clearly feel that bursts of qi waves poured out from the pure body of the heart, bringing layers of autumn wind to blow across their faces.

When the long sleeves left the ground, Xinchun turned around, threw the sleeves into the wine jar again, and retracted again, one lower waist, one flipped, and the sleeves began to wave on the bluestone slab again. Anyone with eyes can see that at this time, Xinchun is dancing and singing something on the bluestone slab.

Until the graceful aftersound suddenly stopped, and the dance of pure heart was nearing the end. The last one got up and flew into the air, and when the body gradually landed, suddenly a silvery white snow curtain fell from the sky, saying that it was a snow curtain, but it was more like a starry sky falling. The ground was suddenly covered with a layer of silver. Just as everyone was amazed, Xinchun suddenly spun in the air, and the silver white on the ground was blown away by the whirlwind brought up by Xinchun's rotation. When everyone looked again, there were lines of silver-white handwriting on the ground, shining silver-white in the candlelight, which was particularly dazzling.

"Shenzhou flows with the river, and a thousand clouds wear red sleeves in the water.

Bless the harvest year of smoke and rain, autumn leaves sweep all the green qiong.

Tianhua auspicious Ruizhao sky, ten thousand horses in the town of Guanting.

The stars reflect the moon and the jade forest wind, and everyone in the world is drunk and I wake up alone. ”

"Good! What a hidden poem, God bless the stars, thousands of generations! Xing Kunlun saw this wonderful world. Long Yan Dayue kept applauding, the tiredness just now had long been thrown out of the clouds.

"Someone, reward!"

Obviously, this song, dance and poem of pure heart was appreciated by Xing Kunlun. Xinchun bowed to Xing Kunlun and said,

"Your Majesty, it's too early to appreciate the dancing queen!"

"Oh? Why, do you want to sing again? ”

Xinchun chuckled and said,

"Mai Ji doesn't want to sing another song, it's just that Mai Ji's performance just now is not over yet!"

"Oh? It seems that the emperor interrupted your performance, so you continue! Xing Kunlun was still unsatisfied, and when he heard Xinchun say that it was over, he was looking forward to it.

Xinchun slowly turned around and walked towards the poem on the ground. Suddenly, Xinchun threw out his sleeves, knocked off the two candleshades on the side of the road, took the two red candles inside, and pulled them back directly. The candle was thrown directly to the ground by Xinchun. I saw that the fluorescent poems on the bluestone slab were suddenly replaced by a wave of heat and red flames. The whole field burned in the fire, but no one stepped forward to extinguish the fire, because the fire did not go beyond the thunder pool, and only the eight lines of the poem were burned.

"Good, wonderful! Reward! ”

Xing Kunlun stood up from the dragon chair and looked at the scene in front of him in amazement.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Not only Xing Kunlun, but everyone present, including the crown prince Xing Jianbing and the second prince Xing Xiaotian, were all surprised at this time.

Xing Jianbing's face was no longer the calm he had just now, and now he could no longer hide the shock in his heart.

"Where did the second brother get this woman?" Xing Jianbing's eyes unabashedly revealed a **, which was a kind of ** who wanted to get his hands on it by any means.

Xing Xiaotian was shocked by Xinchun's actions, before coming to the palace, Xinchun didn't tell herself that she would do this. At this time, Xing Xiaotian did not feel joy, but a trace of fear came from his heart. Because he saw that everyone present had an indescribable look in their eyes, and that kind of look was for one person, that is, the fluttering white clothes standing on the stage of everyone.

A song is heavy, a dance is drunk!

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