One of the piano tables was placed on the right side of the hall, and the woman in thin clothes sat down after several auditions, and the person on the throne waved loudly: "Then please Wu Meiren dance, Miss Su and make a sound." ”

The emerald-clothed concubine smiled, and took off her coat to reveal a long skirt that seemed to have been prepared, and the skirt was embroidered with red stripes. She twisted her waist and stood in the center, bowed slowly, and said with a sweet smile: "Hengyu obeys the order." ”

After saying that, he looked around, and suddenly turned his head to look at Ruoyun: "How about dancing the current fashionable 'red face song'?" ”

Ruoyun was stunned for a moment, retracted the fingers that dotted the strings in her sleeves, shook her head and said, "I'm afraid that Niangniang will be disappointed, this 'Hongyan Song' will not." ”

"Then 'Acacia Fu' will always be there, right?" Wu Meiren was obviously a little unhappy.

"If Yun hasn't played the piano for three years, I'm afraid I haven't practiced the music in the past three years." She answered truthfully, Chu Rulan had never played the piano, so she naturally had no way of knowing the popular tunes in the past three years.

Wu Meiren was angry and wanted to make trouble, and a majestic voice came from the throne: "I admire Hengyu's Luoxia Dance the most, why don't you dance this song?" ”

Now that the emperor has spoken, Wu Meiren hurriedly squeezed out a smile: "The emperor likes his concubines to obey orders." As he spoke, he pointed to the ground on tiptoe, flipped his wrist and lifted it, and did not forget to turn his head and smile ill-intentioned at Ruoyun, and said softly, "My Luoxia Dance is to depict the colorful magnificence of Luoxia, and the tune can be coordinated with my dance, but you have to keep up." ”

Ruoyun frowned, looked at her, turned around and leaned over, and had to bounce the "neon clothes and feather coats" that had the most drills in the past.

With a few light piano sounds, Wu Meiren turned her hand, slowly lifted her upper body from the ground, and then slowly stood up, lifting her skirt from her toes and slowly turning in circles, the tail skirt and the charming figure were commensurate with each other, as if the changing glow reflected the sparkling water surface at sunset.

Sighs and applause erupted, only Concubine De's face didn't seem to look good.

Wu Meiren's movements suddenly turned, and she quickly rotated around the field, the emerald water show waved, and the palace lamps and candles flickered brightly and dimly, as if the gorgeous sunset was going to dye everything colorful.

Ruoyun's piano sound was slightly faster, and she couldn't help sweating on her forehead.

Rong Jinhuan seems to relieve her, but others don't know how difficult it is to improvise and enjoy music, this "neon dress and feather coat" is originally to describe the charm of the court dancer, and there is no Luoxia grandeur of Wu Meiren's dance steps.

The wind of the winter night is cold, and when it blows into the water pavilion, it disperses, turning into soft willow branches, gently shaking the copper bell on the top of the hall.

Wu Meiren stopped her big steps, and her hand quickly swung through the opening and closing of Yun Shoulan's fingers, from top to bottom, across the air, and the fast technique was exquisite.

Although the sound of the piano is rapid, the melody really can't keep up with Wu Meiren's natural movements.

The sound of the piano was slightly interrupted and loud, although Wu Meiren frowned unhappily, her movements did not slow down, her smile did not decrease, and she smiled sweetly at the throne from time to time.

Rong Jinhuan ate the pastries handed by Concubine De for a good time, and his phoenix eyes glanced at Ruoyun on the side from time to time, and smiled meaningfully.

Ruoyun's fingers hurt heavily, but the unexpected glissandy sound just now made her feel quite familiar, and she couldn't remember what kind of song it was, but she vaguely rehearsed it a hundred times, so she simply closed her eyes and groped for the tune.

The more the song was played, the slower and slower it became, and Master Hu couldn't help but scare his beard with peace of mind when he saw her sweaty embarrassment. Rong Yixuan, who was seated, did not look at the hall with a gloomy face, and Rong Ying stretched her neck to pinch the sweat for her.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano took a sharp turn, and unlike the soothing but forcibly fast Ni Yi Yu Yi, the tone became calm, but the speed was extremely fast, just like Fang Cai's accident, it was a series of glissandos from low to high.

Ruoyun found the tune, happily opened her five fingers and took turns to rub the strings, the sound of the piano was soft and coherent, but it gradually strengthened from weak, as if there were clouds in the blue sky to mark the waves in the sky, reaching the sky.

Wu Meiren was stunned, although her dancing skills were extremely high, compared to the sound of the piano that was integrated and retracted and released freely, her dance steps gradually couldn't keep up, even though the movements seemed to be soft and boneless, but compared to the music with staggered hands, it seemed more stiff.

She gritted her teeth and jumped up, and when she landed, she began to turn her ankles, dancing her water sleeves as she turned, and the fluttering skirt seemed like a blooming glow.

Rong Yixuan's dark face suddenly turned confused, and he looked at her fixedly with incredible eyes.

Cheng Qingwen held her cheeks and glanced at the eldest brother beside her, but Cheng Qingsu's face was very gloomy from the beginning of her transfer, and her stiff face was already motionless like a sculpture, and she couldn't help but say: "I knew she played the piano so well, so I wouldn't have thrown her down the well." ”

Cheng Qinghezheng was fascinated by what he heard, and he didn't swallow a sip of tea in his mouth for a long time, when she said this, he suddenly sprayed in front of him, ruining a table of dishes: "What did you say?" You threw her down the well? What well? It's not that it's good to just be under house arrest for a while...... Hmmm......"

Less than halfway through the shouting, Cheng Qingwen covered his mouth with a dark face, and secretly glanced at Cheng Qingxuan sitting on the other side, who seemed to be fully focused on the seven strings.

Ruoyun tapped the strings lightly, and the low sound of the piano sounded at once, and the clouds seemed to gather and fall thunder, and the staggered raindrops fell and intertwined with the majestic posture of rolling thick clouds.

Wu Meiren panicked, hurriedly stopped her steps and jumped and flipped in the pavilion faster, the water cuff turned over the palace lamp, the water pavilion hall was dark, and the copper bells on the top of the hall jingled one after another.

Once upon a time she was the carefree little girl, once upon a time she was the pampered eldest lady.

But her father was inexplicably implicated, why did her uncle treat her like this when she fell into the Chu Mansion? The only one who really cares about her is her father, and the only one who really follows her is Xiaohong.

Rong Yixuan approached her and smiled at her, and when he came to this palace, he could ruthlessly spit out a "misunderstanding", he had never made up his mind to like her, so why did she point to that little bit of goodwill and dream of the Spring and Autumn Festival? She can't back up the country he is seeking, and the complementarity he wants is not something she can afford.

She opened her eyes slightly, and the people on the throne were sitting upright, and several princes and important ministers had their own expressions and thoughts.

She doesn't want to enter the game, she doesn't want to enter the palace, she doesn't want to go against her heart, and she doesn't want to end up being a tragedy.

The sound of the piano sounded and the pitch was higher, as if the clouds were gathering rain and the colors were bright, the streamer was full of warm colors, the sunset was covered with blue waves, and the slowly flowing brilliance came from the intersection of the sea and the sky, crossing the sky and spreading to the boundless.

Ruoyun was already drenched in sweat, and her slightly closed eyes had not seen Wu Meiren's dance steps, and with the coherent sound of the piano, it seemed that all the strength in her body was going to pour out.

The sound of the piano finally slowed down, Wu Meiren couldn't hold back her steps, and fell to the ground with an exclamation.

There was a crisp sound, and the string that Ruoyun was clicking broke in response, and she woke up like a dream and stopped in a daze.

The water pavilion was as quiet as night, the candlelight was beating, and only the brass bell on the top still rang occasionally one or two times.

"This girl is so good at the piano!" I don't know who praised it.

Immediately afterwards, praise and applause rang out, and the water pavilion thundered and was endless.

Wu Meicai woke up from her sitting, her face was blue and white for a while, covering her sprained ankle with a bitter face, and rubbed it to Hui Rong Jinhuan's side.

Ruoyun almost collapsed on the piano and gasped for breath, her hair was already soaked with sweat and stuck to her face, so she was not embarrassed, and the corner of her eyes was looking at the inconspicuous white spot on the ground - it was a piece of broken porcelain.

The slowing down of the piano just now is not a change in the tune, but that she is physically exhausted, just like the internal strength of a person who knows martial arts has been sucked away, if it weren't for this porcelain piece taking advantage of the moment when Wu Meiren fell and exclaimed, she might not have been able to stop.

"If she is really a talented woman who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, does Master Hu have any objections?" Rong Jinhuan clapped his palms, and a trace of approval in his eyes made the aggrieved Wu Meiren around him feel embarrassed.

"Minister, there is nothing to say." Lord Hu's face is like a dish, fortunately, it is not a marriage to Rong Yixuan, and the emperor's arrangement is acceptable to him.

"Su Ruoyun, what's the name of your song?" The corners of Rong Jinhuan's lips hooked, and the woman in the crimson dress and sweating profusely looked at her fingertips in confusion.

Listening to his reply, Ruoyun came back to his senses, and hurriedly got up and knelt down: "Back to the emperor, the folk girl doesn't know the name of this song, so call it 'Liuyun Song'." ”

Rong Jinhuan seemed to be satisfied, and said: "Spread my will, remember that Su Xi is an important minister of the country and has contributed to the court, and his daughter Su Ruoyun was implicated for no reason, and I can't bear it, so I will revoke the seal of Su Mansion from now on, and return to Su Mansion with Su Ruoyun, waiting for the election." Changde, you can do it with Cheng Aiqing. ”

"The minions obey." Chang De responded and smiled at Ruoyun, "Miss Su, thank you quickly." ”

Since the emperor knows that she is implicated, does that mean that the confused accounts of the year can also be overturned? Is there any hope? Is this possible?

She bit her lip, looked at Shangrong Jinhuan's determined gaze, and thought that the matter of selection had come to this point, and it was useless to struggle, so it was better to think about it in the long run, so she kowtowed: "The people's daughter thanked the emperor for his kindness and returned the Su Mansion on behalf of her father." ”

"Obey." Cheng Qingsu said, his thin face returned to his usual solemn expression, and he raised his hand to pull out the broken porcelain on the table in front of him and put it in his sleeve.

Cheng Qing and Tong Cheng Qingwen also got a piece each, looking at each other as if they were about to be in trouble.

"That's it, that's all for today's dinner, I'm tired, so go back after you drink." Rong Jinhuan yawned and waved his hand to let the palace people retreat, and he called Changde to set up the palace.

The concubine hurriedly followed him away, Lord Hu brushed his sleeves and went angrily, and the ministers chatted for a while, and they dispersed after a while.

"Hey, how are you?" Rong Ying saw that the person was gone, so she hurriedly rushed over and grabbed her arm to pull her up.

Helplessly, after trying a few times, she felt weak all over her body, Ruoyun had to smile bitterly and shake her head: "County Lord, I can't get up, just let me sit for a while." ”

"This king will help you." Rong Yixuan walked over with a calm face, and without waiting for her to answer, he reached out to help her up.

Ruoyun didn't refuse, and let him get up with one hand far away from his elbow.

"Do you really want to marry the emperor's brother?" Rong Ying leaned over and bit her ear, and her watery eyes widened.

"I can't say for sure." Ruoyun smiled lightly and paused word by word, "In short, today's episode is destined to be no prince." As he spoke, he looked at Rong Yixuan generously.

Rong Yixuan's face changed slightly, and he shook his head at Rong Ying.

"Oh." Rong Ying pursed her lips and walked briskly in disappointment.