On the second day, Fu Yingran was practicing dance in the cold palace, and Mama Xi suddenly appeared with a few people.

The cold palace is the most remote and desolate place in the palace, and there is not even a ghost to be seen on weekdays, and no one wants to come here except for Fu Yingran.

Today, the sun was shining, and this large group of nobles came to dazzle the two guards with knives.

The two guards stepped forward in fear, their heads bowed, and they did not dare to move.

Although the people who came were only palace maids and grandmothers, they were all face-saving figures around the Queen Mother, and they were nobles to them.

Mama Xi saluted Fu Yingran, and called out a handsome boy who followed behind.

Only then did Fu Yingran find out that he saw Mama Xi and brought a man into the harem.

The harem is the place of the emperor's concubines, and foreign men are generally not allowed to enter at all, that is, the men in the concubine's family enter the palace to visit, and the rules are extremely harsh.

What did Mama Xi mean by suddenly bringing a foreign man in?

Fu Yingran tilted his head towards the handsome boy, looked at Mama Xi, and asked who this person was?

The young man is handsome and gentle, tall and tall, wearing a light cyan robe, exuding an elegant and fresh literati temperament.

He has his left hand behind his back, his right hand lightly wrapped around his abdomen, and he still holds a purple bamboo flute in the crook of his arm, and a red rope is attached to his tail.

When the young man saw Fu Yingyan in red on the opposite side, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes boldly looked her up and down, as if he was looking at a favorite toy.

This kind of gaze made people very unhappy, and Fu Yingran frowned slightly invisibly.

Mama Xi introduced with a decent smile, "County Lord, this son is a famous celestial flute in the capital, and he plays a good flute, and the Queen Mother specially invited him to accompany the county lord's dance." ”

Fu Yingran looked at the handsome boy and blinked his eyes a few times, and his head leaned towards Fu Chen, who explained in her ear.

"Heavenly Xiao Lang is the nickname of everyone for him, his Xiao is known as the Heavenly Immortal Sound, and his fame spreads throughout the Twilight Kingdom, and there are many suitors. The three personal disciples are also leaders in music, and they all have good identities. ”

Fu Yingran hugged his arms and listened happily, and exaggeratedly sighed, "So powerful." Who are his disciples? ”

"Feng Weizheng, the youngest son of the lieutenant, Cao Chen, the second son of the great Si Nong, and Dian Feichen, the nephew of the imperial history, have traveled through the mountains and rivers all year round, not in the twilight city."

Fu Yingran listened and spoke, the disciples were indeed all from high-ranking families.

I don't know if he accepts disciples according to talent or family background.

Fu Yingran and Fu Tan cooed, and Mama Xi waited for a long time and didn't wait for an answer, so she had to take the initiative to speak again.

"The county lord still wants to practice dancing, so the old slave won't bother."

Mama Xi saluted respectfully and was about to retreat, but a cold voice without a trace of temperature suddenly came from the other side, and her eyebrows trembled.

The voice was familiar to her, and she didn't need to look at it to know that it was the arrogant eunuch.

She always maintained a decent appearance, looked up slightly, and said with a smile, "I don't know what else to order?" ”

Fu Tan didn't look at her, but turned his gaze to the heavenly Xiao Lang and asked, "I wonder which song Xiao Lang is going to accompany him?" ”

Tianshang Xiaolang didn't know the identity of Fu Chen, and when he saw his stunning appearance and noble bearing, he thought that he was the son of a family, so he didn't pursue his abrupt attitude.

Heavenly Xiao Lang elegantly bowed his hand and said, "This needs to be seen by the county lord's dancing posture to decide what kind of artistic conception tune to match." ”

Fu Zhen shook his head and looked at Fu Yingran, "Then please ask the county lord to dance." ”

He spoke with Fu Yingran in a relaxed manner, not at all like a guard, as close and easy-going as a friend.

Fu Yingran was not only not dissatisfied, but nodded his head with the feeling of obedience, and practiced in public for a day, and danced a little rusty.

Li Zhaoyi sat high on the wall and clapped her palms, her palms were sloppy and weak, but she was extremely supportive.

Xi Mama listened to the applause and looked up at the wall twice, she hadn't seen her for more than ten years, and Li Zhaoyi, who was the favorite harem and the stunning city, is now old like this.

Her face was as withered as that of an eighty-year-old woman, and there was no trace of the vitality of a living person in her.

Mama Xi's heart was slightly touched, the hands in her sleeves were clenched, and she retracted her gaze lightly.

Fu Yingzhi danced boringly solo, and suddenly a melodious flute sound floated around, flying and circling over the cold cold palace.

The heavenly flute held the flute with both hands and played it, and the purple bamboo flute with a shiny and round body emitted the most beautiful rhythm under his lips, like a heavenly sound.

He stood tall in the middle of the wide palace road, and all the irrelevant people retreated to the side, leaving him with the space to be seen...... and the woman dancing in his dark brown pupils.

At the end of the song, Fu Yingran just made the final finishing move.

This piece is very well integrated with this dance, the artistic conception is beautiful, the length is comparable, and it is evocative.

Tian Guangfeng took the lead and slapped, his mouth was cracked to the root behind his ear, if it weren't for the large number of people present, maybe they all cheered.

The bearded and small-eyed guard clapped his hands, and suddenly met Fuyan's meaningful gaze, and several people stiffened their movements in unison, and slowly withdrew their hands in embarrassment.

""Remote Vision", a perfect match. Crescent! ”

He gave a thumbs up and shouted.

The crescent moon suddenly took out a jade flute out of nowhere and handed it to Fu Tan with both hands.

Fu Chen took the jade flute and rotated it twice around his fingertips, erected it on his chest in a chic manner, blew holes on his thin lips, closed his eyes slightly, and the tune gradually overflowed from his fingertips.

It's also "Haruka".

However, the feeling of the two people playing is completely different.

Heavenly Shiro's "Remote Vision" is melodious and ethereal, flawless, but with a hint of lingering utilitarianism and depression.

And Fu Chen's "Remote Vision" is chic and free, the sky is high and the sea is wide, which makes people feel comfortable and open-minded.

Everyone present was fascinated by the music, and they were still addicted to it for a long time and couldn't extricate themselves.

The air fell into an eerie silence, there was no sound at all, and the aftermath of the Buddha still surrounded the ears, and the aftertaste was endless.

Heavenly Lang Jun's face was very ugly, blue for a while and white for a while, constantly changing colors.

Mama Xi's face was better than his, and he couldn't see where to go.

She only followed the order of the Queen Mother yesterday to invite the Heavenly Xiao Lang into the palace to accompany Fu Yingran, but she didn't expect Fu Tan to be so well-informed that she would know so quickly.

He carried a flute with him, apparently prepared, waiting to humiliate them in public.

Heavenly Xiao Lang felt the suspicious gaze that was quietly looking at him from all directions, and secretly clenched his teeth.

looked at Mama Xi, and then looked at the amazing and brilliant man beside the county lord of Yunsang, suppressed his annoyance, and squeezed out a trace of voice from between his teeth.

"The county lord has everyone around him, so why bother looking for it."

Fu Yingran blinked innocently, "I didn't know that the Queen Mother would arrange for the world Xiaolang to accompany me." The Queen Mother also cares about me, Your Excellency must not blame the Queen Mother. ”

Xiao Lang was choked all of a sudden, and his throat seemed to be stuck in a fish bone, and he couldn't go up or down.

When did he blame the Queen Mother, how could this Yunsang County Lord be so accused of being so false.

He was apprehensive in his heart, carefully observing Mama Xi's face, trying to explain that he had no such intention, but it was difficult to say it in front of everyone's eyes. If the words of the county lord of Yunsang reach the ears of the queen mother, the queen mother will definitely hold a grudge in her heart, and maybe she will blame him.

Thinking of this, Heavenly Xiao Lang glared at Fu Yingran hatefully.

It's all her talking nonsense.

Fu Chen put away the jade flute, and the crystal white jade flute turned around on his fingertips, lining his hand bones with distinct knots, fair skin, and beautiful looks.