Chapter 124

After more than half of the wine, the atmosphere in the venue was also a little more active under the urging of alcohol, those ladies and young ladies were relatively small, and those men were tearing their throats and laughing.

Su Yuan pulled the corners of her mouth, tried her best to make the expression on her face a little more natural, held the wine glass, and said with a smile: "In the past, Emperor Taizu personally supervised the production of this set of splendid double butterflies and gave them to Concubine Ji, just for the Pomeranian people to dance, and the concubines are good at dancing, but it is just a rumor, and no one has seen it with their own eyes. ”

Originally, those noisy people also stopped their words, pricked up their ears to listen, and their eyes unconsciously turned to Su Meiren who was sitting on the upper seat, and a few nodded in agreement.

This sentence clearly wants to make Su Rao make a fool of herself in public, who doesn't know that this Su Mei has just been found, let alone dancing, and I don't know if I can master the basic notes.

Su Rui also heard this, his heart tightened, he looked at Mu Yan's direction worriedly, his hands clenched tightly, his body tensed tightly, ready to stand up and say something at any time.

But seeing Mu Yan's position, she didn't see a worried look on her face, or some other expressions, and looked as indifferent as an outsider. Su Rui breathed a sigh of relief, and his clenched fist loosened slightly.

Su Qi's expression was already a little relieved compared to before, looking at the position of his sister Su Yuan, hearing those words, his heart was relieved for a while, worthy of his own sister, this trick was absolutely useful, standing upright, ready to see the next development.

Those ladies were also looking at the excitement, and the courtyard was quiet for a while, waiting for the next change to see if the Sumei people accepted or rejected.

After Su Yan finished saying that, she didn't continue to say anything, but sat there quietly, looking at Mu Yan's position, waiting for her reaction.

"Are the Sumers going up?" Jiang Shi was a little incredible, looked at Su Mei who was talking just now, and then looked at Su Meiren who was sitting on it indifferently, and asked the people around him with a slight tilt of his head.

"Who knows, and I don't know if the Sumers will?" I didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was already obvious, 'Su Rao' is the eldest daughter who has been exiled for so long, where has she received a good education, let alone any amazing dance.

"I'm also curious, and I don't know if this Sumer will go up." The rest of the ladies nodded, their eyes full of curiosity, and agreed.

This year's concubine's dancing skills have reached the peak, whether or not they have really seen it, such rumors have added more mysterious colors in the flow of history, presumably those rumors must also have a real basis, otherwise how can they be rendered into a mythical existence, even this skirt is also a sought after object.

Let's not talk about whether it can reach the level of Concubine Concubine, wearing the same skirt, if you can't reach the basic essence, it is also a kind of humiliation in front of everyone.

And Su Yuan thought so, and she had already decided in her heart that with Su Rao's ability, in addition to confusing Yin Chenglu, she could have some real ability, even if she had this skirt, she still wouldn't be able to dance with the concubine, and she would still be embarrassed in front of everyone.

"Huh?" Yi Min, who had been sitting there very unsteadily, heard their discussion, leaned his head over, and wanted to insert a few words.

"You know what, sit here and don't dangle around." Jiang Shi pressed Yi Min's moving body and scolded him with a bit of sternness.

There are all voices of whispered discussion below, as if since the appearance of Su Meiren, not only has he overtaken the status of Concubine Yu in terms of momentum, but he is also the person who has the greatest opportunity to win the second position.

Squeak Moyu sat beside the Empress Dowager Liu, sighed softly, listened to the discussion of those people, didn't say anything, looked at Su Yuan's smug expression, and then took her eyes back.

The princess looked like she was watching a good show, and stared at Su Yuan for a long time.

Only Mu Yan looked like an outsider, not nervous at all, as if he didn't realize that Su Yan was embarrassing herself.

"Your Majesty?" Mu Yan turned his head sideways and looked at Yin Chenglu beside him, with an inquiring voice.

It was already a moment of pause, and everyone's eyes were on them, holding their breath, waiting to see how the Sumers would deal with such a difficulty.

"Yes, go ahead." Yin Chenglu didn't have any opinions, nodded at Mu Yan, and agreed.

Mu Yan bowed his head slightly, dragged his swaying long skirt, took small steps of golden lotus, and walked to the open space in the middle with a full demeanor, completely displayed in front of everyone.

The hairpin on his head shook slightly, and several small beads collided with each other, making a crisp sound, swaying on Mu Yan's head, reflecting a dazzling light.

Because of the reason of walking, a few strands of untied hair on the head slipped down and swept around Mu Yan's cheeks, adding a bit of unique charm, and the white wrist had a few small hollow rings, which were also slightly collided with the swing of Mu Yan's wrist.

The clothes were blown by the breeze, the sleeves were also slightly blowing, and the butterflies on the top seemed to be about to fly at any time, and the people in the courtyard held their breath and looked at Mu Yan's position intently, for fear of missing the slightest bit of excitement.

The small red lips were gently pursed, and there were still slight beads of sweat on the tip of the round nose, Mu Yan stretched out his hand and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, the wide sleeves slipped off, revealing his white arms, and the bracelets on his hands collided and rattled.

Su Yuan originally thought that she would refuse, after all, this is a difficult request, let's not talk about what the dance of the raccoon concubine looks like for the time being, just to make everyone praise, it will take several years of hard work to achieve.

But who knows, this time, 'Su Rao''s actions were beyond her expectations, she walked up calmly, looking at this posture, it was not just as simple as fooling the past, or did she Su Rao miscalculate this time?

Su Yuan's hand clenched unconsciously, her eyes followed Mu Yan's position tightly, and her heart hung up, constantly hoping that the failure of 'Su Rao' this time would calm down the resentment in her heart.

As soon as Mu Yan walked to the central position, Mo Yu couldn't help but take out the lyre he carried with him to accompany it, and the beautiful notes flowed out, like an invisible force, slowly winding around Mu Yan's side.

Hearing the beautiful notes at first glance, the hearts of those sitting around seemed to be calmed, Mo Yu's piano sound had indeed reached a certain level, and it seemed that a beautiful picture had been sketched in front of him, which made people can't help but listen attentively.

Mo Yu's slender fingers plucked the strings, and the taut strings trembled and emitted different notes, with a unique sense of rhythm, one after the other, like the sound of flowing water, soothing all the restless moods.

As the sound of the piano rose, Mu Yan's movements unfolded, his hands were flattened at his sides, his toes stood up slightly, and he moved forward a few points, the skirt was blown by the wind, and the butterflies on it were lifelike, as if in the next second, he would fly out with such a dance, showing his unique charm.

The people present were all stunned, their mouths opened slightly, and they even forgot to close their mouths, and a few of them still held cups in their hands, staying at their mouths, forgetting that they were still holding things in their hands, and just watched Mu Yan spinning in a daze, and their skirts also unfolded in an arc.

Mo Yu didn't seem to be cooperating with Mu Yan for the first time, the rhythm of the two people just reached the point of tacit understanding, with the movements of Mo Yu's hands, gently and slowly, the notes were also interpreted differently, Mu Yan stepped on the pace of Mo Yu's playing, kept turning in circles in the center of the venue, his chin was slightly raised, his eyes were closed, his long eyelashes swept on everyone's hearts, the sleeves of the breeze kept swinging from side to side, and the two butterflies also seemed to be alive, circling around Mu Yan's side.

"It's amazing." Some were stunned, and couldn't help but whisper, looking at Mu Yan blankly, the first time they saw such a dance, people almost forgot to breathe.

A spin, the movements under Mu Yan's feet kept changing, outlining large and small circles on the ground, a few strands of hair were wrapped around his face, and the hairpin on his head danced his own melody, which could be regarded as a foil for Mu Yan's dancing.

As the sound of the piano rose, Mu Yan's movements unfolded, and his posture was beautiful, which made people can't help but admire. Every posture seems to be the most perfect, and none of the postures are natural and flawless, so that people can't take their eyes off their positions.

"Good!" I don't know who it is, when I was excited to watch it, I applauded a few times, and I couldn't help but say in my mouth, looking at Mu Yan's dancing, I even had a feeling of obsession.

The rest of the people who were stupid to watch also came back to their senses one after another, smashed their mouths, and were still reminiscing about such a dance posture, and their eyes were unwilling to move away, and they also began to applaud one after another.

Su Yuan's face was ugly, looking at the applause of everyone, looking at Mu Yan spinning in the center, every gesture was beyond his imagination, the jealousy in his heart became deeper and deeper, and he couldn't help but glance at Yin Chenglu who was sitting on the top position.

Sure enough, Yin Chenglu was also staring at Mu Yan in the center, but there was an expression of admiration on his face, Su Yuan's hand was tightly drilled into a fist, and there were already several deep and shallow marks in the palm of his hand, but Su Yuan couldn't feel the slightest pain, or rather, the hatred for 'Su Rao' far exceeded the physical pain.

Su Yuan's lower lip was about to bite and bleed, her eyes widened, staring at Mu Yan in the center, and the undisguised jealousy in her eyes was like a thick black, infecting her entire eyes.