The gaze cast at Ruoyu's side was extremely mixed, surprised, stunned, and some even slightly surprised, especially the woman who was still sitting in Jun Wuyu's arms was stunned and then shocked.

Ruoyu's hair is tied with a green line at will, like a trickle of water flowing to the waist, covering the lotus-colored coarse cloth clothes, but it is more dazzling and smooth, even the small curls slightly hooked at the ends of the hair are like stirring up waves, and the face that is looking up at people is not whitewashed, it is still gorgeous, Chu Chu is moving, worthy of being a famous beauty in the country.

Ling Guo Kyoto has been rumored to be bought by a veiled man that day in the past month, but he has never found out who it is, and this word of mouth is also becoming more and more miraculous, but he never thought that Ruo Qingwen would walk out of the small door leading to the prince's unrequited bedroom.

Meng Youdie, whose slender arms were still wrapped around Jun Wuyi's neck, saw that even though she was wearing a flowing cloud pattern silk shirt and a purple and gold phoenix crown on her head, she still lost a few points to Ruoqingwen, her eyes flashed with a cold light, but then she said in a sweet voice: "Lord, the concubine heard that Qingwen has only learned some martial arts since she was a child, and she doesn't know how to dance music, so I'm afraid it will disturb your interest." ”

Although Meng Youdie's words were slightly sharp, her voice was sweet, and she almost only called Qingwen, but she slipped out a little delicate and considerate feeling, and gently cocked her jade-like orchid fingers and poured a glass of wine to Jun Wuyao's lips.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with Meng Youdie's words, everyone knows that this niece of the waste queen is not like the woman in the ordinary boudoir, not only does not learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also crawls and rolls all day long, not stopping a little, and can't listen to the persuasion of others.

Jun Wuyi listened to the laughter of the crowd, and also raised the corners of his lips, took a sip of wine on Meng Youdie's hand, and rubbed and played with one strand of Meng Youdie's hair with his fingers: "Concubine Ai said very much, this eldest lady of the Ruo family only knows some three-legged cat kung fu that can't even dodge arrows. ”

As soon as Jun Wuyao's words fell, the guests and friends around him laughed, Ruoyu felt that the harsh sound was about to cut her eardrums, and the chaotic sounds came from all over the world, as if a tumbling boulder was about to bury itself alive......

Different rhythms? Can't dance? I want them to see if they are who they say they are.

Ruoyu let go of the hand holding the door frame, crossed her eyebrows with her green jade fingers, stroked her hair and gently untied the green rope, shook her head slightly and let it hang down on her cheeks, and blinked her eyes with a smile on her face: "Then Qingwen will cheer for the prince's song." ”

Ruoyu's tone was low, like a dingdong spring flowing through the heart, listening to this sentence The voices of the guests who were still smiling gradually lowered, and they all watched Ruoyu slowly move barefoot from the secret door to the dance floor, the dance floor is large, the center is paved with smooth jade-colored jade, the jade is warm and cool, Ruoyu stands on it like a begonia blooming among the soft grass, moving and dazzling.

Fingers randomly twisted a small pale pink flower in the cluster of flowers, blurry and bewildering slanted between the hair, eyes half-closed with a smiling face and red lips softly sang: "Flying flowers, dancing clothes, a few sentimental hearts flying, wide sleeves flowing clouds, piano music fingertips condensed, clear water hibiscus out of the hustle and bustle......"

The beautiful sound is like flowing water, like a cloud, and the graceful sound line seems to turn into a red line, wrapping around the tip of the hearts of the people who have been stunned, and the enchanting bending down, raising the hand is all confusing, and the appearance of being drunk but not drunk is so beautiful that it breathtaks people's souls, and the wind is all revealed.

There is enchanting in the refined, and there is shyness in the elegance, there is still such a beautiful woman in the world......

Jun Wuyao, who was still chuckling casually, also smiled slowly, and his narrow eyes followed Ruoyu's every dance closely.