At night, the downtown area rises from a high platform, red lights are hung high, the lights are bright, and thousands of empty alleys are waiting to enjoy this grand dance.

In the stands of the attic, Guan Yaoyun, Guan Wenhao, the prince of the vassal country, Bingrui and other concubines were accompanied, Bingrui saw that this foreign prince was extraordinary, and couldn't help but look at it twice, and her heart was fascinated.

Xue Qinghuan looked around and whispered in An Ran's ear, "Thirty percent of these people are not ordinary people, their martial arts are extraordinary, they are careful to be restrained, and they can't be reckless, and the overall situation is important." ”

An Ran replied in a low voice, "Got it, sister." ”

"The prince is so blessed, these concubines are more beautiful than the other."

"Among my great rivers and mountains, which one is not like a delicate flower."

Guan Wenhao reunited on the side, "I heard that the women in your country are fierce and abnormal, and they look like men, I don't know if it's true or not?" ”

"Hmph~ Where do you hear stupid words, all the women in our painting countries are the moon in the sky."

"Bell" a gong sounded, "The platform is three feet high!" Fifteen feet long! Fifteen feet wide! Count the wooden balls in the hands of the masses! More wins! Half a pillar of incense is not on stage! Deemed to have abstained! Now the dance begins! ～”

In the distance, a pink figure came smartly, with gestures, elegant and light, the willow waist turned lightly, the sleeves flew, lingering and soft, Shangguan Yaoyun was obsessed with it, and couldn't help but think of a poem, "Drifting back to the snow light, Yanran sent the dragon frightened. The willow is weak after the small hanging hand, and the clouds are about to be born when the slanted skirt is swayed. The moth is slightly overwhelmed, and the wind sleeves are low. Shangyuan dotted the calyx green, and the queen mother waved goodbye to Feiqiong."

Every step Ying'er takes, a lotus flower appears under her feet, the lotus flower emits a little fluorescence on the stage, and it disperses in an instant, and the people who watch it applauded in admiration, and the music was brisk and lively at the beginning. Acacia goes deep into the bones, three days are like three autumns, and all the time is like years. ”

Later, it suddenly turned sad, and the lark-like voice echoed in the sky, "Suddenly I danced towards the immortals, dancing the people of the Yan Palace." The poems and texts send feelings, and they don't want the mandarin ducks to fly and play in the water. Suddenly, I heard a report, the lover made a marriage, there was no Bodhisattva in the mouth, the cave room spent candle night, not the slave family's heart, helpless heaven and earth have been decided, since then regardless of life and death. ”

The audience applauded, and the upstairs Shangguan Yaoyun had tears in his eyes and forbearance in his heart. Guan Wenhao clenched his hands into fists, furious.

The last immortal, Mochizuki, ended the Ying'er dance.

In a corner not far away, a young man dressed in red looked at the attic, "Why should Miss Yue'er ask for her own hardship?" ”

"Madame, look at the foreign woman." Arran pointed to the bottom of the stage.

Ji'er was dressed in a goose-yellow dance dress, with a thin waist of willows, and flew on the stage with a light effort, and did not sing, but danced happily on the stage, sometimes graceful and moving, sometimes charming and enchanting, and the crisp and loud laughter echoed around, deeply attracting everyone's hearts and happiness.

"Miss Ying'er lost."

"How does Madame know?"

"Your lady is right." Nameless's gaze was locked on the childish body.

Zhijie turned around and saw a nameless man in red walking over, and the two looked at each other. Yalan looked at the two, and the breeze blew the red clothes of the two, to the point that they looked like they were getting married.

Zhijie looked at Nameless and only felt inexplicably familiar, and leaned over slightly, "How can a son be born more beautiful than a woman." ”

Hearing this, Nameless emotionally lifted up Zhijie, and remembered the original scene in his mind, "How did you give birth to be more beautiful than a woman." ”

"There is no master beauty."

looked at Zhijie, "There is no master beauty." ”

Zhijie was slightly stunned, "Childe said with a smile." ”

Bai Qingshan came out to divert the topic, "Girl, don't care, my brother calls the master when he sees a beauty." ”

Behind him is Lin Yushu, Liu Zhuang Dance, and Lin Yujue.

"Look at the butterflies!" Aran exclaimed in surprise, "Oh no, ma'am, ours is also a butterfly!" ”

Everyone looked at the stage and the girl danced, and the butterflies flew out of the sleeves of her skirt with the dance steps of the girl, and flew around the girl, and the girl laughed happily from time to time, "Fly! Haha~ Butterflies fly! Hahaha~"

There was no fixed end, the music stopped, and Miss Ji'er laughed happily on stage, "Brother, Ji'er is so happy, Ji'er hasn't danced so happily for a long time!" Beckoning to the envoy on the stage, he flew to his brother's side, and butterflies flew around everyone in the audience.

"Mom, look at the butterflies, my sister on stage is so beautiful!"

The fluttering butterfly flew to Guan Wenhao's side, and Guan Wenhao trampled to death under his feet.

"Is Arlan all ready?" Zhijie asked Yalan.

"Well, it's all put away according to what Madame said."

Zhijie looked at the dense crowd and was a little helpless.

"Excuse me, my wife is going up to dance." However, it was too noisy, and no one heard Yalan's voice.

Liuzhuang Dance plucked the strings of the pipa, Lin Yujue blew his flute, and the originally noisy people instantly quieted down, looked in the direction of Zhijie, and made a way. Childish and elegant step by step on the stage, the feet are also step by step lotus, not like Ying'er's lotus,. The childish lotus flower dissipated for a long time, and the curious person dissipated instantly with a light touch.

Zhijie saluted slightly on the stage, Bai Qingshan and others came to the stage with light skills, ready their own musical instruments, Bai Qingshan held the Konghou, starting with the ethereal timbre of the Konghou, Lin Yushu Guzheng mellow and far-reaching entered in a timely manner, Lin Yujue and with the mellow and soft, quiet and elegant of the Dong Xiao, and beat a song of nature.

Zhijie raised her hand and danced with the music, smart and soft, charming and enchanting compared with Ji'er and Ying'er, although it was not as sad as Ying'er, nor as cheerful and abnormal as Ji'er girl, but also had its own unique charm, that is, in the eyes of people, it was too common.

Only Nameless knows, "You haven't forgotten." ”

Zhijie looked around and saw a black shadow in the distance, and her heart was suddenly happy, and she began to dance for the real time.

Zhijie danced and flew on the stage, the dancing posture dispersed with the wind, and the body movement left a little red. The clothes blow over the flowers, and only the fragrance is left in the spring breeze. The delicate fragrance of fat powder spices surrounds everyone with the wind. The music stopped suddenly, leaving only the lingering sound of Konghou, Liu Zhuang Wu raised his slender jade fingers to pluck the strings, sometimes gently and euphemistically, sometimes impassioned, sometimes tense, golden iron horse, and sometimes tender like water, secret sweet words.

Zhijie was dressed in red and was smart and ethereal on the stage, stepping on lotus flowers with the melodious music of the pipa. Zhijie looked at the nameless inexplicably and smiled slightly, jumped and flew, the red clothes stayed in the position just now, Zhijie fell lightly, the light red clothes stayed for a short time, and then flew with the breeze, falling on the heads of the audience, throwing the red yarn to watch the Zhijie dancing on the stage, this hazy feeling was not real, and he couldn't refuse, he couldn't help but reach out and want to touch the hazy figure, and retracted his hand for fear that he would defile the holiness.

The music of the crowd blended together without any disobedience, and became impassioned. After each step of Zhijie's dance, a red shadow was left, and petals appeared under her feet to float around the sky, flying around Zhijie; Zhijie jumped into the air, flying into the sky like a fairy, leaving the afterimage of the red-clothed in the place where she had just jumped, and the white-clothed Zhijie suddenly fell in the air, and the stage collapsed and left only the supporting wooden stake. It turned out that Guan Wenhao saw that Zhijie's dance was so beautiful, and because of Ying'er's behavior towards Shangguan Yaoyun just now, he had an abnormal hatred in his heart, and sent someone to sabotage it, and had the opportunity to kill Zhijie to vent his hatred.

Nameless saw someone trying to stun Yalan, who was about to release the butterfly tied with petals under the table, and injured the visitor with the copper coin he carried. Guan Wenhao knew that the anger in his chest was even worse in the future, and he sent most of the people to sabotage, "I want her to die!" ～”

"It's the young master."

Ying'er, who was sitting next to Guan Wenhao, was also deeply jealous when she saw Zhijie, hoping that Guan Wenhao would succeed.

The dark shadow in the distance quickly stepped forward and stopped halfway through. Nameless saw that Zhijie was plotted, and immediately flew forward, two pieces of red silk were tied to the wooden stake through the people, catching the Liuzhuang dance, Bai Qingshan and Lin Yushu flew up to the roof with their cherished musical instruments, and Lin Yu stood on the stake. Nameless hugged Zhijie and landed on the red silk tied to the stake.

Lin Yu looked at the red clothes and white clothes, the flowers and rain and the flying butterflies, the two beauties, the clouds in the sky dispersed, and the full moon was in the sky, how could such a beautiful scenery not be accompanied by good music, and couldn't help but blow the flute accompaniment. Liuzhuang Dance is the most important thing to watch the excitement, and seeing that Lin Yujue thought of it with himself, he also participated, and played the lingering compassion.

Nameless nervously asked Zhijie, "Are you hurt?" ”

Zhijie didn't understand what she was asking so familiar and nameless, and she didn't want to lie in front of him, "There is some pain in the body." ”

"That's good." Nameless sighed.

The people watching were so frightened that they fled in all directions because of the change just now, and they were in shock.

Shangguan Yaoyun saw this scene as the best, "There was a sudden change today, everyone was frightened and dispersed." ”

Miss Ji'er ran over quickly, "Great, sister is not injured." ”

Zhijie shook her head, "It's okay." ”

Shangguan Yaoyun walked over, "When will the young man hold the king's wife?" ”

Nameless looked at Shangguan Yaoyun coldly, "That's my business." ”

"Nameless, let me down." Zhijie was a little helpless.

Nameless put down Zhijie, Zhijie was paralyzed because she was hit by someone, and fell into Nameless's arms, Nameless immediately hugged him horizontally, and looked at Zhijie gently, "I'll send you back." "Fly away...

Bai Qingshan immediately went up to relieve the siege and deal with the aftermath, "Don't be angry, my brother is a little stupid, Mrs. must be on the way back to the house at this time, and the idle clouds and wild cranes don't understand the rules." ”

Liu Zhuang Wu walked slowly, "Our diplomat, let's go." ”

Shangguan Yaoyun looked at Bai Qingyi with a little familiarity, but he couldn't remember, "Has this king seen you?" ”

"Where is it, I have been living in seclusion in the mountains and forests below, and I have never seen the prince."

Lin Yushu played the guzheng on the roof, "The fresh sea is arrogant, and the dance is a thousand years together." The fairy dance beckons a thousand eyes, and the dream is invited by a thousand guests. The guest scatters the butterfly and sighs to himself, and he mourns when he sighs. The withered grass laughed continuously, and the dream of the laughing butterfly was broken. Hum! It's really a real person, a laughing dreamer. ”

Bai Qingshan shook his head, "Young man." ”

Rushing to Lin Yushu, "There is still true love in the world, how can you sigh extremely." ”

Liu Zhuangwu looked at the carriage that was slowly approaching in the distance, "My horse is in a hurry, you are blessed, let's go." ”

Bai Qingshan did not retire or ask for peace, turned around and left with Liu Zhuang Wu. Liuzhuang danced gracefully and slowly, and the carriage also walked slowly, shaking the crisp bell, "The world is impermanent and changeable, and it is difficult to show a sad face." Since ancient times, heroes have been empty and sad, and it is better to live forever. Hehehe..."

Shangguan Yaoyun looked at the white green shirt that got into the car and slowly left, "This king remembered!" ”