Chapter 46: Onlookers of the Oiran

"Childe has good eyesight." Ling Er was also amused, but she didn't forget to tease.

"Poofโ€”"

I couldn't hold it back, and the two of them looked at each other and laughed.

In the eyes of others, although the picture is a little spicy, it is very sweet.

At this time, it happened that the eyes of the crowd basically fell on the stage, so they did not make waves, except for a pair of bright eyes looking at them with interest outside the human wall in another place.

"This Beixun is really open to the people, and when I see it today, it is not true." The man couldn't help but sigh.

Luofeng on the side followed his son-in-law's line of sight and saw a scene of a man molesting a man, and the goosebumps on his body instantly shook the ground.

"Childe, this is open, it's just a loss! The public is like this, what a system! โ€

"Alas! This is a mistake, people are born and always have seven emotions and six desires, women are love, men are also love, why not, all for the heart's desire, such a reasonable folk customs is really worth learning. โ€

Luofeng looked at his master with a face full of shame, this is a naked admiration for the foreign!

"Childe wants to promote such folk customs, and it seems that the wind is obstructive and long."

The man shook the folding fan slowly in his hand, and there was no displeasure on his face, but he smiled:

"That's right."

While the audience was bustling with laughter, the sound of drums had already sounded on the stage, accompanied by the long guzheng, and the rhythm gradually moved from soft to exciting!

A red dress shuttles between the war drums, and the gauze sleeves are full of exciting drum music, and the soft posture carries perseverance under the music!

Turning, throwing, opening, closing, twisting, rounding, bending, flowing water like a dragon flying like a phoenix dancing.

The veil is raised with the wind, a little red lips on the powder, the expression is still ashamed, the delicate place is like a bright red peony, the demeanor has a beautiful orchid posture, a red gauze is floating in the wind, the black hair is draped on the side like a waterfall, and the face is plain and elegant, and the face is faint and charming!

Dance is over!

There was silence......

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Smoke!"

"Smoke ......"

The shouts and praises from the audience are higher than a while!

Seriously, she's never seen a real ancient dancer dancing, it's really beautiful!

"Good! Good! Good! "The hands of the flower fence are about to break, this excitement!

Ling Er looked at her palace master incredulously from the side, if she didn't know her identity as a woman, she really thought that the son of the family was fascinated by the girl!

"It's so beautiful, Ling'er, applaud! Applaud! โ€

Hua Liqi pulled Ling Er's hand and asked her to applaud with her, as if she was a little fan girl.

Wanyan returned an extremely gentle smile in the face of the praise from the audience, and the concubine left a red back after saluting, giving the audience endless aftertaste.

The principal then came up, "Next! Yingyan Pavilion, Xinger Oiran! โ€

Wanyan happened to staggered by Oiran Xing'er who was on stage in the background.

"From today on, there will be no more Yingyan Pavilion stars, cherish this performance."

The words in his ears were as light as the breeze, and the eyes of the white-clothed star were stunned, and the fear in his eyes was fleeting!

She could see her dancing clearly backstage, and she knew she was prepared!

The faint sound of the flute sounded...... Accompanied by the softness of the pipa, a white gauze danced into the center of the stage.

She bends her waist to take a slight step, showing a bright wrist in the light yarn, her eyes are full of spring water and clear waves, smart, elegant, elegant, the white yarn is as elegant as a light snowflake in the sky, and it is so elegant that it is like a fairy who gives birth to a lotus step by step. Her delicate dance steps, slow like a light cloud, and a whirlwind speed, dance out of a song of joy and sorrow, a smile and a smile are all touching.