When a few clan elders heard that music was used to replace dance, they couldn't help but become more and more worried, and several people glanced at each other, and finally looked at Xue Chengxiao.

In terms of intimacy, Xue Ling is naturally closer to Xue Chengxiao.

Xue Chengxiao had no choice but to speak, "Ah Ling, what you have been best at since you were a child is witch dance, and now you give up dancing and choosing music, what are the chances of winning?" ”

Since ancient times, singing and dancing complement each other, and witch music and witch dance are mutually accomplished.

"There is no dance and no music, and the competition is finally discounted. Not to mention, what my Xue family attaches more importance to is the witch dance. ”

Xue Ling said, "Xuanjiqin was lost in the hands of my grandfather, and my father could only start studying witch dance, and now that Xuanjiqin has returned to Zhao, what are you still worried about?" ”

Xue Ling said slowly.

Xue Chengjing said, "Having said that, this Xuanji Qin has just been recovered, and it has been in the hands of my sister-in-law, as far as I know, my sister-in-law has just passed this Xuanji Qin to you, and I have never seen you practice the piano, even if your talent is high, you can't be sure of it." ”

Xue Ling didn't want to explain, "Since the elders can't solve the matter of Master Wule, then there is no need to say any more, I have already made a decision." ”

She called Sizhu, "Go and get the Xuanji qin." ”

"Has the girl given up the witch dance?" Sizhu also said with some surprise, "The girl has been better at witch dance since she was a child, otherwise, Siyu and I will accompany you." Whether it's a win or a loser, do your best. ”

The meaning of Sizhu Xue Ling understands that Sizhu and Siyu, as big girls, have indeed followed Xue Ling to learn the witch music and witch dance.

However, her talent is limited, and now she is volunteering, just to take responsibility for her.

It's just that Xue Ling doesn't need these yet.

"No need, just witch music, whether it's a win or a loser, how do you know if you don't give it a try."

Xue Ling expected early on that no matter how she avoided it, as long as she chose the witch dance, Yan'er would be pushed onto the stage to accompany her, so she didn't take any action on the surface.

However, she has secretly decided to choose witch music and give up witch dance, which is the safe way to do it.

Xue Ling has already said, "Today's competition is witchcraft, I want to really compete with my uncle, no matter what the competition is, I will go all out." ”

At this time, several clan elders did not dare to persuade more.

Xue Ling thought very clearly, this was her last step.

Silk bamboo silk rain is also not much to say.

Hurriedly took the Xuanji Qin and handed it to Xue Ling.

Half an hour had already passed, and soon it was time for the final test.

Xue Ling walked over and stood straight beside her uncle.

"Are you afraid?" Jiang Mingxu asked with a smile.

Xue Ling laughed, "Don't be afraid." ”

"Ah Ling, show your true strength, don't live up to your father's expectations under Jiuquan."

"Yes, uncle."

"There is no father and son on the battlefield, let alone a nephew, my uncle will not show mercy, and you don't need it, the sound of witch music, do your best, this is the witch doctor's biggest accusation against this industry, Ah Ling, uncle knows your ability, have a good competition. Whether it's a win or a loss, don't leave any regrets. ”

Xue Ling smiled and said, "Yes, uncle." It's the same with my uncle. ”

The two uncles stood in the middle of the test table and spoke in a low voice.

Zeng Yi sat in front, his eyes fell on the girl in the field, and there was a complicated look in his eyes.

What came to his mind was a girl in a plain white robe.

It was a memory that lingered in the back of my mind.

The girl is already slim and elegant, dancing, like a shocking side, which is unforgettable, at that time Xue Ling was already in time, a little less immature, and more girly.

On stage, it gives people a solemn and amazing touch, which makes people unforgettable.

He had never known that the witch dance was so shocking.

Even though a long time has passed, that scene has always been imprinted in the depths of his heart, and it often appears in front of him, like last night.

I don't know if it was the dance or the person who shook him at that time.

All he knew was that since then, that figure had taken root in his heart, had teeth, and would never linger again.

Later, he tried his best to save her life in that dispute, even at the expense of confronting the eldest grandson of the emperor whom he had been assisting.

In the end, I finally asked for a marriage letter.

He took the marriage certificate and rushed from Beijing to Gangneung, and on the way he broke three horses, and did not eat for three days and three nights, but as a hunch, he was one step too late after all.

Zeng's word measurement is the best in the world, and he has the reputation of a thousand words.

A long time ago, the words were full of warnings, and this was a road with no end in sight.

He is a strategist, a palace scheming, and a heavy gain and loss.

But since I met him, what I have held on to in the past is not important.

He didn't believe in his fate and wanted to give it a try.

Since he was a child, he learned the Zeng family's word measurement technique, and all kinds of words are providential, and he never thought of changing his life against the sky.

And she was an accident.

But when he arrived at Xue's house, only a small figure fell in the snow.

She was soft and resolute in his heart, and became the god residence of the people of Gangneung with her weak body, and then once things changed, like the stars falling, she never had half a point of self-pity.

This kind of forbearance made him fall the most.

It's a pity that such a girl is not tolerated by the world after all.

Behind the disputes led by witchcraft is the measurement of people's hearts and interests, and no one knows better than him, and all the disputes finally fell on a little woman, which is so sad.

He crouched down and took the cold girl into his arms.

At this time, the storm has changed dramatically, and it has never stopped.

He raised his head and took a look, and guessed that this was the Xue family's forbidden spell technique, and this forbidden spell technique soon affected him.

He just hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and endured it, refusing to let go.

There was a tearing pain in his body, and the strength in his hand was a little tighter, painful, at that moment, he was almost sure that Xue Ling should have used a spell before he died, and if he didn't let go, he would definitely be affected by this spell.

He had no doubts,

I don't let go of my body aches.

Let go of heartache.

It was supposed to have a bright future, but it was unexpectedly brought into this world.

At that time, when the Jiang family saw her, there was a feeling of being separated from the world.

In any case, he can only be happy in his heart now.

Zeng Yi came back to his senses and looked at Xue Ling again, only to feel that everything in front of him overlapped with the scene in his memory.

I can't tell if it's a dream or an illusion.

But whether it is in the past life or in this life, the girl on the stage is still in the limelight and radiant.

Her greatest hope was to protect the safety of her mother and sister, and all he wanted in his two lives was to hope that she could live safe and sound.

In the previous life, there was more guilt than heartbeat, and in this life, whether it is guilt or heartbeat, these are not important.

The important thing is that he still protects her as before.

Protect her, protect what she wants to protect.