"Yes, yes, Madame said very much."

Qin Liu couldn't stop apologizing.

Xiang Yueqing sighed, feeling a little reluctant in his heart, and said to Jiuxia: "Jiuxia, give some wine money." ”

Jiuxia responded, stepped forward and gave a lot of money, but her voice was a little serious, "Our lady is telling the truth, this money should be our compensation to Zhufeng Pavilion."

It's just that the dancing girl just said something offensive to our wife, and I hope that the Bamboo Wind Pavilion can be severely punished. ”

Qin Liu pushed it back and said, "This small amount of money is really deserved.

As for the dancing girl just now, the little one will definitely teach her a good lesson......"

"No need, I've already kicked her out of the Bamboo Wind Pavilion."

At that moment, another voice rang out from the room to the south.

Hearing this, Qin Liu's face was overjoyed, "The owner ......"

The voice interrupted Qin Liu's words, "This lady specially came to the Bamboo Wind Pavilion to enjoy the dance, but she was swept away, which is really our sin.

If the lady still has some patience, the little one will dance a song as an atonement. ”

Xiang Yueqing thought for a moment and sat back in his place, "Okay, I'll give you another chance."

If you don't satisfy me again, I'm going to tear down your signboards!" ”

A few simple beats sounded, and a man with long hair and a plain robe danced into the center stage.

Obviously, there are not too many gimmicks, but they are full of momentum.

Just this simple appearance made Xiang Yueqing's eyes light up.

I'm afraid that a master-level dancer can have such an aura.

Whether you have the ability or not, sometimes you can see it as soon as you raise your hand and throw your foot.

The beat grew faster and faster, and the plain-robed man danced.

A layer of goosebumps slowly developed on Xiang Yueqing's body.

Because it's too shocking!

The dancing posture of the person in front of him, every movement, every look, seems to contain rich emotions and wonderful stories, which is simply fascinating.

It was as if it wasn't the man dancing, but that every part of his body was part of the dance.

If you want to compare the previous Bojiao, it is completely a heaven and an earth.

Bo Jiao sent this man 108,000 miles.

said that he was at the master level, and they all wronged him.

It is not an exaggeration to praise him as the king of dances, the dancing fairy, and the saint of dance.

Xiang Yueqing's eyes were tightly focused, and she was so fascinated that she forgot to breathe.

At the end of the dance, the courtyard was silent.

Obviously, everyone was shocked.

The man closed his steps and bowed to Xiang Yueqing, "In Xia Hu Qianshu, on behalf of the Zhufeng Pavilion, I have made amends to my wife." ”

"Boss, you're back." Qin Liu came back to his senses and stepped forward with an aggrieved face, telling how the Bamboo Wind Pavilion had been bullied during this time.

Xiang Yueqing finally recovered from that extremely beautiful spiritual experience, got up and bowed deeply, "If I see Mr. dancing, I will die immediately, and I will have no regrets." ”

Hu Qianshu smiled and came to the porch to cook tea, "Madame is serious."

It is the luck of a thousand trees to meet Mrs. as a bosom friend.

If the lady doesn't dislike it, you might as well drink a cup of coarse tea before leaving. ”

"Okay."

Xiang Yueqing sat down opposite Hu Qianshu and watched Hu Qianshu fiddle with the tea set, only feeling very pleasing to the eye.

It is said that people who practice dance have a good temperament, and sure enough, it is true.

Hu Qianshu, the owner of this bamboo wind pavilion, is very charming when he raises his hand and throws his foot.

"Dare to ask Madame's family name?"

After a pause, Hu Qianshu said again: "If it's inconvenient, Mrs. can not answer." ”

"Xiang's Yueqing." Xiang Yueqing replied generously, "The new marriage a few days ago should have caused some sensation in Fuyue City. ”

On the side, Qin Liuda was disgraced, "Madame, isn't it the wife of General Wuchen and Wulang?" ”

Xiang Yueqing nodded.

"Disrespectful, disrespectful."

Qin Liu made a big salute, and then explained to Hu Qianshu.

Wu Chen is not only the nearest celebrity in Fuyue City, but also has some topics in Fuyue City with the royal family's attention to this marriage.

Hu Qianshu's complexion didn't change much, "It turned out to be Mrs. Wu." ”

"It doesn't matter, it's just a title."

Xiang Yueqing looked at the steaming tea, looking impatient.

Hu Qianshu was puzzled, "Madame is thirsty?" ”

Xiang Yueqing shook his head, "I think that Mr. Hu's dancing is so good, and the tea that is cooked may also be stained with fairy energy." ”

Hu Qianshu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed, "Madam is so funny." ”

After cooking the tea, Hu Qianshu sent the first cup to Xiang Yueqing.

Xiang Yueqing picked up the teacup and smiled embarrassedly, "Actually, I don't know much about tea, but I have to live up to Mr. Hu's tea art." ”

Hu Qianshu shook his head and smiled, "Madame's frank and straightforward words are the best respect for this cup of tea." ”

"That's right."

Xiang Yueqing took two sips, put down the teacup and asked, "Sir's dancing skills are so good, why don't you train more disciples to strengthen the Bamboo Wind Pavilion?"

Once the momentum of the Bamboo Wind Pavilion becomes bigger, those few teaching workshops in the city will be afraid of it, and they will not dare to borrow people so casually. ”

Hu Qianshu sighed lightly, "Actually, Qianshu has no intention of running the Bamboo Wind Pavilion.

Back then, this building was originally built to gather like-minded people and learn from each other.

I didn't expect that after a long time, it changed its taste.

Some time ago, I went out for a walk and found that the past few years have been far from my own heart.

This time I'm coming back, and I'm going to close it for a while. ”

"Huh?" On the side, Qin Liu's face changed.

Xiang Yueqing also felt a little regretful, "Then I won't have a chance to see Mr. again's amazing dancing in the future." ”

"Not really."

Hu Qianshu smiled, "I think Madame is a spiritual person, if you don't dislike it, you can come to the Bamboo Wind Pavilion at any time to guide me and my disciples." ”

Xiang Yueqing picked up the teacup and smiled, "Then it's disrespectful." ”

……

"Ahem—"

In the study, Wu Chen, who heard the news, couldn't help choking, and his expression was a little weird, "Did she see Hu Qianshu?" ”

"Yes." Jiuxia said with a smile: "The slave didn't expect that Madame would make such a fuss, just in time for Hu Qianshu to come back."

Moreover, Hu Qianshu seems to have a good impression of his wife......"

Wu Chen stared at Jiu Xia.

Jiuxia hurriedly coughed twice, "Hu Qianshu's dancing skills are indeed superb.

Although Mrs. bluntly said that she didn't know how to dance, she commented very well on the group dance of Zhufeng Pavilion and Hu Qianshu's solo dance.

may be because of this, Hu Qianshu introduced his wife as a confidant. ”

Wu Chen was silent, "Not only did I see Hu Qianshu, but I could also see Hu Qianshu dancing."

I can't see it, but her ability is not small. ”

"Who's to say it isn't."

Jiuxia said: "Although Hu Qianshu is famous, few people can invite him to appear."

By the way, he also said that the Bamboo Wind Pavilion would be closed for a period of time in the future, but Mrs. had a special exception and could go over to watch the dance at any time.

In this way, it is convenient for Lord Lang to investigate what this Hu Qianshu has to do with King Heng......"

"Click—"

Wu Chen slammed the teacup on the table, got up and said, "It's very stuffy in the room, I'll go out for a walk." ”

Jiuxia stepped out of the way, a smile flashing in his eyes.

Wu Chen came to the main house, and Nan Xue and Qingqiong stepped forward to salute, "Lord Lang." ”

Wu Chen glanced at the inner room, "Madame is asleep?" ”

"Yes." Nanxue replied, "Madame came back and shouted that she was tired, and after washing, she fell asleep." ”

Wu Chen waved his hand, and Nan Xue and Qingqiong exited the main house and closed the door gently.

Wu Chen walked into the inner room, came to the bedside, lifted the bed tent and looked, only to see Xiang Yueqing's little face sleeping on the ground.

But the sleeping position is not very good, and one person occupies almost the entire bed.

"Good...... It's nice to jump off the ground......"

Xiang Yueqing suddenly muttered.

Wu Chen's breathing couldn't help but be a little shorter, and he let go of the curtain and prepared to leave.

After a few steps, his steps stopped again.

Looking back at the figure between the beds, there was a chill in his eyes.