Emperor Yongqing and Empress Jiahui picked up the tea cup presented by the palace people and took a sip, and the fragrance of the snow top with emerald spread in their mouths.

The emperor and queen glanced at each other and nodded slightly, although there is no shortage of people with outstanding tea skills in the palace, Fu Nanshuang's tea is indeed very good.

The palace people followed closely and served the tea cooked by Liu Shuhui.

The white porcelain tea cup lined with thick tea soup is as white as jade, and the Chu-colored tea soup is like jade lying quietly in the tea cup.

Liu Shuhui chose Moshan Pu'er.

Liu Shuhui has been observing Fu Nanshuang, and since she chose the most green tea, Liu Shuhui decided to cook black tea.

Moshan Pu'er is as famous as Xueding Hancui, if it is said that Xueding Hancui is famous for its long fragrance, Moshan Pu'er is thick and sweet.

Emperor Yongqing and Empress Jiahui glanced at Liu Shuhui's tea selection, smiled appreciatively, and knew that avoiding the edge was really a good seedling. The two of them picked up Moshan Pu'er and tasted it.

The mellow aroma is thick and the entrance is sweet.

The two knew each other at a glance, and they had a plan in their hearts.

"Tea art competition, Miss Liu wins." Miyato announced the results of the match.

Liu Shuhui glanced at Fu Nanshuang proudly, she had already inquired with Yongxuan, the emperor and queen had always loved to drink black tea, so the moment Fu Nanshuang chose Xueding Hancui, she had already lost.

Fu Nanshuang didn't seem to see Liu Shuhui's expression, and returned to her seat after saluting her.

Jiang Shu glanced at Fu Nanshuang, smiled slyly at her, and pointed to the Eight Treasure Jade Bracelet and said to her lips.

Fu Nanshuang looked at Jiang Shu and nodded slightly. There's really nothing to hide from her.

She deliberately lost to Liu Shuhui!

If you talk about the understanding of Emperor Yongqing, who in the world can compare with the Emperor of Heaven, Mrs. Fu.

Fu Nanshuang naturally knew that Emperor Yongqing liked black tea, but she deliberately chose green tea because she didn't want to leave a deeper impression on the emperor, after all, she cared about Jiang Yi and had no intention of joining the royal family at all.

It's just that a few princes gave her red plums at the winter banquet, and she still has to participate in the concubine selection banquet, so all her behaviors are naturally worth minus points.

Princess Changping continued to smoke the next test items, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of which were involved.

The ladies of all families were very happy, the atmosphere was much more active than just now, Jiang Ling'er was also very happy to watch, and Dayong's singing and dancing were much better than the records in the books.

I don't know if it's my aunt's credit, Jiang Linger silently thought of Princess Qionghua who died young in her heart.

At this moment, Jiang Ling'er glanced at Jiang Shu and said to Queen Jiahui: "Queen Mother, Dayong's women are really talented, they are not talented, and they have some itchy skills, I want to try it with Miss Jiang first, I don't know if the queen will allow it." ”

"The princess is serious." Queen Jiahui said: "The princess is willing to dance, we have a blessing for our eyes." ”

After speaking, Queen Jiahui glanced at the waiter, and the waiter shouted in understanding: "In the next game, Princess Lingxi will be the eldest lady of the Jiang family." ”

"The spirit rhino is ugly." Jiang Ling'er, who had changed into a dance costume, saluted Emperor Yongqing and Empress Jiahui.

After Jiang Ling'er finished speaking, her eyes changed and she jumped into the room, and the water sleeve in her hand flew out with her movements, and the whole person was like a flying goddess.

It is the flying dance of Princess Qionghua, and it is rumored that this dance is one of the most difficult dances lost to Princess Qionghua.

This dance is rumored to be the inspiration of Princess Qionghua looking at the flying goddess in the temple when she prayed for the country in the Jianglin Temple.

It is rumored that she was dressed as a flying goddess, stepping on the huge drum surface with her bare feet, without any accompaniment, using the drum beat and water sleeves to set out for the three armies, like a goddess flying down from the sky.

And the soldiers were also inspired by her, and they defended the mountains and rivers with their hands, and Dayong practiced their hands to drive the snow brakes that invaded the two countries out of the country.

The Dayong Palace naturally couldn't find the giant drum specially made by Princess Qionghua for the three armies, and Jiang Ling'er ingeniously replaced it with a bell.

Her wrists and ankles are full of crisp and pleasant bells, and she also dances a unique flying dance without accompaniment, following her movements.

Everyone's eyes were drawn by Jiang Ling'er's movements, and they felt that she was like a fairy flying in the sky, coming to the world and purifying all living beings.

Finally, after Jiang Ling'er stopped dancing, everyone was still unable to extricate themselves from her amazing dance.

When Jiang Ling'er danced, she didn't seem to be a princess of a country, but a fairy who communicated heaven and earth.

Seeing Jiang Ling'er's dance, the corners of Jiang Xinman's mouth couldn't help but rise.

Princess Lingxi really deserves her reputation, her dance is much more clever than Jiang Shu's rescue at the winter banquet, and Jiang Shu will naturally return home today.

"Miss Jiang, please." Jiang Linger said.

At this time, Jiang Shu had already changed into her dance clothes, and some strange colors flashed in everyone's eyes.

Looking at Jiang Shu's outfit, with a bandeau dress and a towering bun.

Jiang Shu also danced the flying dance.

If it weren't for Jiang Ling'er's wonderful performance just now, Jiang Shu's choice would certainly be excellent.

It's just that Jiang Ling'er has taken the lead and has already performed such a wonderful flying dance, how can Jiang Shu surpass it.

Some nobles have silently sweated for Jiang Shu, after all, this dance is not only a confrontation between Jiang Shu and Jiang Ling'er, but also a matter of Dayong's face.

Jiang Shu looked at Jiang Ling'er's outfit and knew that she had chosen the same dance as herself.

This flying dance is Jiang Shu's favorite dance. Therefore, she chose to use this dance to compete with Jiang Ling'er.

Jiang Shu glanced at Jiang Ling'er, what if she was the first to catch people, she had her own understanding of this flying sky.

"Sister Fu, can you please help me." Jiang Shu asked.

"It's an honor." Fu Nanshuang said, picking up her favorite Changxiao.

Jiang Ling'er looked at Fu Nanshuang's, and a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes, the soul of this dance lies in solo dance, and it doesn't need any external force.

The desert yellow sand, the horse leather shroud, how can anyone have a soundtrack for the person who dances alone here.

Not only Jiang Ling'er, but everyone flashed such a thought in their minds, and they secretly regretted in their hearts, they didn't expect that Jiang Shu had not started to compare, and had already fallen into success.

Jiang Shu didn't pay attention to the eyes of the crowd, and her eyes signaled that Fu Nanshuang could start.

With the sound of Fu Nanshuang's flute, Jiang Shu began to move.

Her flying sky is very different from Jiang Ling'er, Jiang Shu's every movement is enchanting and moving, lonely and poignant.

Her flight is not intense and complicated, but with endless mourning.

In Jiang Shu's dance, everyone finally understood why Jiang Shu asked Fu Nanshuang to give a.

The sound of the flute brought everyone back to the scene of the battlefield, where the young man guarded his home and country, went out to conquer the outside of the fortress, and left his flesh and blood there forever.

This flute is a mourning song played by the comrades-in-arms and relatives of the deceased soldiers, paying tribute to their dearest people.

Flying in the sky and dancing in the desert yellow sand, there is no soundtrack, only the departed people in the ears, looking for their families for thousands of miles.

But I never thought that there was only a handful of bones. All they can do is play a wail for them.

And this flying dance is to mourn the souls of these dead warriors and let them rest in peace.

Princess Qionghua knew the horror of war before she set out on the expedition, but for the sake of her family and country, all she could do was to guide the souls of these poor children and not lose their way home.

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