The most prosperous streets in the capital are flooded with people, and the cars and horses are stagnant. A large platform was set up in the middle of the street, and the drums played in unison, and the flute wandered, so it was not lively.

At the moment when the music roared, a graceful woman in a frost-colored robe fell into the air, and her graceful waist under the ink-dyed green silk appeared more gentle.

As if by magic, she slowly descended on the stage. The lotus step moved lightly, holding the colorful fan in his hand elegantly and tactfully, and the Han Palace was like a flying swallow. The veil is wrapped on the face, and the clever eyes that are revealed are breathtaking.

The flute became more and more urgent, her figure danced faster and faster, and her skirt fluttered, setting off bursts of fragrance. The fan on the hand rotates faster and faster, sometimes raising the wrist and nodding the eyebrows, sometimes caressing the sideburns and cloud frost, like silk and thread, like a shadow, flowing like a dragon, like a dragon flying like a phoenix. Just when everyone was dumbfounded, they suddenly closed their hands and held them, and the song ended.

"Good!"

The cheers of the crowd seemed to awaken everyone's dreams and shattered the temporary peace.

It was as if the pause had been canceled, and everyone spontaneously applauded.

The dancing woman wore a robe with wide sleeves and a dark red pattern at the cuffs, which was difficult to see and dazzling. His eyes are cold, like a fairy who doesn't know the world, and there is a red mole at the corner of his eye, which adds a little style.

His dance is liked, and he is a little proud.

Holding the hand and taking off the veil on his face, it caused an uproar!

"It's beautiful."

"It's beautiful."

"It's the best in the world."

......

When Xuanyuan Changfeng, Gongsun Xie and others who heard the sound came, they happened to see this scene.

The woman on the stage took off the veil on her face with her hands, and the moment her face was revealed, everyone was stunned.

Clever smile, beautiful eyes.

There is a familiar feeling of temperament between the eyebrows and eyes.

It feels a little similar, but I can't say where it looks. It's not a person, but it's a little like that person.

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A dance of Jinghua.

Recently, a woman named Hongluan came to the capital who was famous for her dancing.

On the first day she came, she became famous as a street dancer. Many people bowed down under her pomegranate skirt.

But Hongluan is not the kind of casual Qinglou woman. She is a dancer, and she specializes in attending the kind of princely and aristocratic banquets as a performance.

But she doesn't attend every banquet.

Half a month, she has to choose it herself. In the five years since she started performing, there have been no exceptions.

It is said that this time she came to the capital to attend a banquet of the Seven Princes.

Handsome men and beautiful women, thousands of miles to the appointment.

Also known as the previous story.