In the past, I didn't look like the first queen when I saw you at the family banquet, but now I get older and more like you. Qi Bingyu looked at her appearance carefully and couldn't help but say this.

Lu Huiling knew in her heart that Qi Bingyu left her because she looked like Lu Fushuang, and she had gradually learned Lu Fushuang's previous preferences in makeup and dress recently.

"It didn't look like it. But for some reason, since the age of thirteen or fourteen, even the mother and brother said that the slave looked like the imperial aunt. Lu Huiling raised her eyebrows and glanced at the emperor implicitly, and then lowered her eyelids again, "My mother said that she was a female college with eighteen changes, and her facial features have grown more and more, and she is also somewhat similar to the imperial aunt." ”

Qi Bingyu nodded and asked with interest, "Were your dancing skills so good in the past?" ”

Lu Huiling covered his mouth and smiled, and shook his head: "Not really, when I was a child, I was all interested in dance, and I didn't bother to think about it. Later, when I saw the imperial aunt dance once, I was deeply fascinated by the graceful dance, and my father invited a famous artist to teach him personally, and I was fortunate to get the imperial aunt's mother to guide me, so that I could be on the stage. ”

"Fleur taught you how to dance?" Qi Bingyu was a little surprised, in his impression, Lu Huiling did not often enter the palace, Lu Fushuang had a somewhat cool temperament, and did not take the initiative to have too much contact with the Prime Minister's Mansion, and was always worried about falling into the hands of others, but Lu Huiling in front of him seemed to be really lovely, and even Lu Fushuang personally instructed her.

"The slave maid is stupid, which makes the imperial aunt think a little more, but despite this, it is still less than one ten-thousandth of the imperial aunt." Lu Huiling lowered his posture as much as possible, and the current emperor's mind is still reminiscing about the former queen, and he can't be too exposed.

"So, I'm curious what you can do." Qi Bingyu laughed.

"If the emperor doesn't dislike it, the slave and maid will sing and dance for the time being, and they should all cheer up the emperor." Lu Huiling continued with his words, "It's just that there is no fun or wine at this time, and I hope the emperor won't feel bored." ”

Qi Bingyu smiled and said, "Okay." ”

Lu Huiling blessed his body, and then stood up: "The emperor allows the slave to go to the back to prepare first."

Qi Bingyu waved his hand: "Go." ”

In the past, when he and Lu Fushuang were together, whenever she wanted Fushuang to dance, she also had to prepare first, I don't know if the two of them were like this, or if all the women in the world were pure.

Lu Huiling left suddenly, and Qi Bingyu sat alone in the Qinzheng Palace.

In late autumn, it was always windy at night, and when He Gonggong left, he did not remember to close the carved window tightly, and the wind blowing in from the gap disturbed the candles and shadows in the hall.

A strong fragrance wafted in, and Qi Bingyu thought that some kind of flower had bloomed outside the window, so he got up to look.

Suddenly, Lu Huiling was dressed in a feather robe, his black hair was scattered to his waist, and a shiny flower was attached to his forehead, which lined his eyebrows and eyes more like waterfront love.

Qi Bingyu's spirit was a little trance, he slowly walked towards Lu Huiling, the closer he got, the stronger the fragrance, only then did he know that the fragrance came from her neon clothes and feathers.

Lu Huiling saluted Qi Bingyu, turned around and hummed a little song gently, and his body danced to the music.

Lu Huiling dances lightly, like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon, turning and walking slowly, the rosemary hidden in her sleeves fills the entire Qinzheng Palace, and her singing voice is graceful and listening, like the ethereal singing of birds in the mountains.

Qi Bingyu's eyes were moist, he obviously saw Lu Fushuang in his twenties who had just entered the East Palace from the fog, he slowly walked towards Lu Huiling, stretched out his hand to grab her.

Lu Huiling's body is graceful, and his dance steps are both rigid and soft, but he is like a fairy in the clouds, which is unattainable.

"Fleur." Qi Bingyu couldn't help but murmur softly.

He misses Lu Fushuang too much, more than 2,000 days and nights after her death, he has never really slept peacefully, only in the few days when Lu Huiling is here, he can feel a trace of comfort in his heart, as if the debt to Lu Fushuang has been released, and the rest of his life will not be like a year again.

Lu Huiling is gentle and tactful, the neon clothes and feathers flutter in the air with her turning, she spins and jumps unwillingly, and the entire Qinzheng Hall is a flower platform where she can dance freely.

She tilted her head and opened her hands to spin in the center of the hall, the emperor was watching emotionally from the side, she slowly closed her eyes, and regarded the emperor who was watching her as the Qi Jingqin who was to hide in her heart, and when she thought of him, her heart was about to break into powder.

Her dance steps began to drift away, and the shawl that she was holding lightly in her hand was also thrown out, the shawl was made of light yarn, like smoke and fog, and flew in front of Qi Bingyu's eyes with the wind blowing in from the window, Qi Bingyu raised his hand to grab the shawl.

Lu Huiling's lightly closed eyes showed tears, she couldn't let go, she couldn't let go of those thousands of days and nights of liking and missing.

She was too tired, so she raised her hand to gently untie the coat of the neon feather coat, the feather coat slowly detached from her body as she rotated, and the light gauze feather coat flew towards Qi Bingyu, Qi Bingyu looked in a trance, and the neon feather coat gently floated to the top of his head.

At this time, Lu Huiling was only wearing a small bandeau on her body, her long white neck was exposed, she tilted her head, her neck was stretched to form a beautiful arc, and her flawless jade arms like lotus roots were also exposed, and they also emitted a pure white light under the candlelight of the shadows. Between the long inky hair, you can occasionally see the smooth back, which is tight and there is no excess fat.

Qi Bingyu was stunned, his spirit became more and more trance-like, as if the girl dancing in front of him was Lu Fushuang, he tore off the neon feather coat covered his head like a tulle, and looked at Lu Huiling with straight eyes.

Suddenly, Lu Huiling lost strength under her feet, and she was about to fall while spinning, she let out a soft exclamation, and Qi Bingyu ran towards her like an arrow from the string, and then scattered the shawl and feather coat in her hand into the air.

He grabbed her by the waist and caught her as she was about to fall to the ground, and then turned a few more times by inertia.

The two stopped, and when they looked at each other, Qi Bingyu felt that time had gone back, and the Shaohua that had passed was reviewed one by one.

The feather coats and shawls that fell into the air were gently draped over the heads of the two, and in the candlelight of the shadows, there seemed to be an ambiguous and light veil between the two.

Lu Huiling's eyes were filled with the panic of a fawn, the undried tears in her eyes were shining, her chest was frightened one after another, she looked at Qi Bingyu with a look of confusion, and called softly: "Your Majesty..."

Qi Bingyu looked at her, her face through the light veil became more and more familiar, and her eyebrows and eyes frowned lightly, which made Qi Bingyu even more sure that the Lu Huiling in front of her was the reincarnation of Lu Fushuang.

He breathed softly, smelled the fragrance on her body, and his expression began to be in a trance, Lu Huiling called him softly, and he suddenly felt that it was Lu Fushuang who had been many years ago and whispered softly-"Bingyu." ”

The evening breeze mixed with a hint of coldness blew open the windows of the Qinzheng Palace, blowing off the music on the table, and the candles in the hall were instantly extinguished.

Qi Bingyu picked up Lu Huiling, turned around and walked towards the inner hall...

The curtains of the dragon bed are put down layer by layer, the candles in the palace are holographic, the moonlight is sprinkled on the side of the bed, and the clothes are scattered all over the place, and the cold evening breeze can't open the heavy curtains...

Just smell...

Fireworks wind and moon, witch clouds and rain, romantic and rhyme, clouds and rain and twilight, night moon and flowers.

Qingqing is drunk

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