Feng Yueli ignored the discussion of these people.

I want to leave Fengyue Tower.

The light fell on her, and she lowered her eyes and glanced at Lan Yiru in Rong Jingli's arms.

I even think that this green tea still has some merit.

- At least the appearance is acceptable.

No wonder the original owner's fiancé Jin Wangye was fascinated by obedience.

The guards beside Rong Jingli fell from the sky and dropped a sword on Feng Yueli.

Feng Yueli waved her hand, and the sword grazed her shoulder, and only a few hairs were injured all over her body.

The sword fell to the ground, and her path was severely blocked.

Rong Jingli originally wanted to speak, but she didn't expect Lan Yiru to speak in advance, and her charming face looked very hideous: "Feng Yueli, you are getting bolder and bolder, do it to me, okay, since this is the case, let's dance."

Chunxue was not convinced by Lan Yiru's aggressiveness: "Lan Yiru, you are just a young lady in the General's Mansion, is it inadequate to compare with our fifth young lady?"

In the face of Chunxue's exit wild words, Lan Yiru wanted to be even more eager to try: "Then show your strength!"

Feng Yueli is plainly dressed and has black hair, which is a very beautiful landscape in the eyes of everyone.

In the 21st century, she did learn some dances, and if she could combine them, she might be able to dance well.

Yueli motioned for Spring Snow, and Xia Yue stepped back and took the long whip.

The smile on the corner of her lips was not clear, and it was impossible to guess what she wanted to do: "In that case, then Miss Lan will dance first."

When she said this, she deliberately wanted to arouse Lan Yiru's competitive heart.

Push the person high, and the more painful it is to fall.

Lan Yiru was full of confidence, thinking that Feng Yueli couldn't compare to her, so she let her go up first.

He~ Feng Yueli, that's just it.

Everyone is looking forward to Lan Yiru's dance, after all, few young ladies from famous families come to the stage to dance.

This is also a fun thing to do in Kyoto!

Some people are ridiculing Feng Yueli, and some people are praising Lan Yiru for how she dances superbly.

And some people are watching the excitement with relish.

Lan Yiru stepped up to the fence, and she was the only one in the middle of the stage.

The piano sounds, and the bass is played.

Her light, graceful, ethereal dance.

The wide sleeves open and close to cover it, bringing out her beautiful posture.

Everyone was intoxicated by her opening dance.

Looking at her graceful dancing, I almost forgot to breathe.

Lan Yiru's beautiful eyes were full of anticipation, and everyone present was heartbeating, and they all thought that she was looking at herself.

At this time, the sound of the piano suddenly turned urgent, and the girl took her right foot as the axis.

Relax the long sleeves lightly, and the body rotates with it, turning faster and faster. Suddenly it flew up from the ground.

She waved her jade hand, and a blue ribbon rose out lightly, and blue waves seemed to be floating in the center of the stage.

The girl flew up to the ribbon in the air, slender and light, and her clothes fluttering, like a Lingbo fairy.

The people up and down the entire Fengyue upstairs applauded everywhere, and the voices of surprise were endless.

The sound of the flute became more and more urgent, and her posture danced faster and faster, like jade's plain hands lingering gracefully, and her skirt fluttered.

A pair of smoky eyes want to speak, and the streamer is flying.

The whole person is like a flower through the fog, hazy and ethereal, flashing with beautiful colors, but it is so far away.

After the dance, the corner of her mouth smiled slightly, and then she came down, and her defiant gaze fell on Feng Yueli's face.

Yueli ignored her, and went straight up, her white clothes were churning, and her beautiful eyes were flowing away from the light.