Ye Mingting frowned, looking at Bai Yulan, who was half-leaning on the soft couch, and for a moment, his heart was unpredictable.

Bai Yulan shook his head, which made Ye Mingting's heart relax a little, fortunately he didn't hurt Bai Yulan, otherwise he would definitely feel guilty.

It's just that this dance practice doesn't seem to be as smooth as before, maybe it's a bottleneck period later, so that Bai Yulan makes those movements, and he feels that he seems to be stiff, and he wants to check what is wrong with him.

On this day, she had already practiced to the last step, and she had done it several times, but she had not reached that point.

Ye Mingting's last few steps really didn't feel right, and asked her to do it again several times, but she still failed to achieve his goal.

"Nope." He insisted, "If that's how you dance that day, I can assure you that you won't even be able to enter the final feast." ”

"There's still something missing." He pondered.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and said to Bai Yulan: "You are almost emotional, your expression is too stiff." ”

Moreover, in the face of the prefect who came to inspect, she couldn't put on such a seductive posture.

Bai Yulan was surprised: "But if you want me to do this kind of thing to seduce people, I really can't do it." ”

"You're just making a flattering look, it's not that kind of thing, besides, you can't do it at all now." Her feelings are completely stiff, as if she has been forced to forget all her emotions and become a puppeteer.

After realizing this, she suddenly felt a sense of loss, what is the reason for this?

"It's a sacrificial dance, and it's no exception." He added.

It's just that whether this is appropriate or not, then she can't help it.

"Imagine, the person in front of you is actually your lover, and this dance you danced was not at the banquet, but in front of your lover, and you joined hands, thinking that you were going to walk through this long sound together." He recounted it word by word.

Now, one of you is playing the gonghou, and the other of you is starting to dance a gorgeous dance, and the husband and wife are like glue.

Her heart was moved, and what followed was endless sentimentality, and this emotion came from nowhere, and it was clear that she had never encountered any sentimental things, but she unconsciously felt a pain in her heart.

It is like a budding February plum, a spring, stand out, at a certain moment, the joy of blooming on the branches, but full of the sadness of all things in the cold winter.

Ye Mingting was shocked by this scene at this moment, he knew that Bai Yulan was the most suitable for this dance, because when she was the queen and his wife, she danced the sacrificial dance and prayed for the blessing of the whole country, which was the most moving.

He seemed to see the past through Bai Yulan's eyes, and it was right in front of his eyes, but he couldn't touch it.

But the difference now is that he can no longer reach out his hand, and after her last gesture of lowering her waist, he picks her up by the waist and says to her, "Madame is so beautiful." ”

Bai Yulan got up, her eyes were sparkling, and she finally recovered a little of her state, she sighed, stood up straight, and looked at Ye Daxia who seemed to be a little stupid, and couldn't help but lean over and tease: "Ye Daxia is satisfied this time?" ”

To say that in the past few days, his requirements for her are not high, which makes Bai Yulan feel a headache, but she also knows that her performance is almost something, so she didn't say anything.

After Ye Mingting reacted, he felt a little embarrassed, frowned and responded: "It's barely in my eyes." ”

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and took a few breaths, the sacrificial dancer was tired to death.

She knew that there were many capable people around her, and even Qin Yu was actually quite famous outside, but she never mentioned these things in front of her.

Thinking of this, Bai Yulan couldn't help but look at him, her body was finally cooler, and the sweat didn't drip down anymore.

Ye Mingting handed her the robe on his body and gently draped it on her body.

If it weren't for the cloak's weight, she would have thought she was empty.

Either rich or expensive.

"Half right." Ye Mingting said lightly: "It's just that it's not the time yet." ”

Speaking of which, this emperor also has a lot to do with her, well, probably for this reason, I remember it so clearly.

"But I think, you should have nothing to do with that emperor, I never thought that there would be an emperor who would directly leave the throne and run to the people." Bai Yulan sighed twice: "It's just that I think you're a rich boy." ”

Farmer's wife: Marry the emperor with Meng Bao