Everyone knows that Miss Ye Fu is a waste cultivator without any cultivation, but they don't understand how to explain the scene in front of her.

I saw Ye Qingyi, wearing a very fluffy half-legged white sand skirt, elegantly stretching out his slender arms, flying into the arena, yes, it was the action of flying, like a light skill plus teleportation, and a smooth high-speed rotation, slowly stopped in the center of the ice rink.

Mu Qian reported the name of Ye Qingyi's dance music, Swan Lake.

Only then did everyone wake up to the fact that Miss Ye wore a white dress just to imitate the beautiful swan.

However, looking at it like this, the white dress is unkempt, the black hair is pulled high, the slender neck, the stretched curved arms, and the slightly upturned goose face fingers, this posture as a whole looks like a swan swimming in the lake.

Everyone had never seen a woman wearing such a short sand skirt, and her slender legs were exposed, and she was wearing white leggings on her legs, which was curvaceous.

For the first time, everyone saw someone dressed up like this, only to feel very elegant, but there was no sense of vulgarity, obviously she was wearing less than Ashina, but no one had blasphemy in her heart, and she could only experience a deeper level of holiness and nobility from it, just like the soul of the dust, which made people feel awe.

With the ups and downs of the brisk music, Ye Qingyi danced lightly on her toes, stretched her arms, and raised her long neck elegantly, following the rhythm, leaping one leap after another, each time landing on her toes, the flying white dress and slender legs drew a beautiful curve on the foggy ice.

Ye Qingyi flew in a high-altitude whirl, landed steadily, and then there was a high-speed variant whirl. This series of extremely difficult and high-risk actions shocked everyone present.

With the rise and fall of the pure white figure, everyone's hearts also tightened and loosened, and they let go, it was so slippery that they couldn't stand on the ice, I didn't expect this Miss Ye to be able to dance, and she danced so easily and casually, and so noble and elegant, with this skill, it is by no means something that ordinary people can do.

As the temperature rises on the ice, the fog is thick, and the white shadow is flying and jumping in this white mist, sometimes elegant, sometimes appreciating their beautiful reflections, like a dream, fascinated everyone's eyes, and the elegant woman in their eyes gradually turned into the white swan in their hearts, which seems to be on the surface of the lake in the deep forest, Gu Ying self-pity.

The scene was so silent that only the heartbeats of the crowd could be heard.

Suddenly, the style of the song changed, high and hurried, the swan seemed to be caught by the devil, his eyes were sad and moving, and the dance was poignant and heartbreaking, and at the right time, on the moon-like face, in the foggy eyes, there was a tear, showing the loneliness in the swan's heart, and everyone's hearts were broken.

Everyone had an urge to go down and protect the swan.

But I saw that the agile figure, suddenly squatting force, jumped up, rotated countless circles in the air, this time the spin, reached an unprecedented height, and the number of laps of the rotation also seemed to have reached the limit, everyone stared at the dancer in disbelief, from the bottom of their hearts, few people believed that she could be steady again, standing on the ice on tiptoe, even Hua Jun Mo clenched his fists, clenched his heart, and was ready to step forward at any time.

But he didn't want to, Ye Qingyi once again stood steadily, standing on the hard ice on his toes, so a thunderous applause broke out at the scene.

This applause is given not only to the dedicated dancers, but also to this kind of art that they have never seen before, which can deeply touch people's hearts. Originally, everyone thought that dance was just to please people, but they didn't want to, but today, they are moved by dance.

And at this moment, only Ye Qingyi herself knows that under the influence of the "big aunt" at the beginning of the period, she is already powerless, and she has exhausted her strength with a flying spin just now, but the song is not finished, and the dance has to continue, which is the most basic quality as a dancer.

Ye Qingyi calmed his chest that was fluctuating violently, and slowly accumulated strength in a few slow stretching and dancing postures, with the aim of completing the last leap.

Ye Qingyi's abnormality was hidden from everyone, but it was not hidden from Hua Junmo's eyes, he was annoyed in his heart, he was scratched by Yi'er's palm, not his head, how could he forget that Yi'er is a person who believes in Yuexin, he is already weak and cold, but now he wants to dance against the tide on this cold ice, and he is still dancing with such strength.

Hua Jun Mo couldn't sit still, just when Ye Qingyi finally tried his best to jump, and then flew in the air, Hua Jun Mo moved, he jumped up, greeted the high tide of the music, flew to Ye Qingyi's side, hugged the person who didn't dare to relax in the air, and followed Ye Qingyi's whirling force, the two hugged each other, slowly spinning and falling, their hair was entangled, their clothes were intertwined, and they stared at each other, just like a pair of fairy couples, falling on the ice, and Ye Qingyi's whole person never touched a single star and a little bit of coolness, Because she was now tightly bound in the arms of a certain king.

Hua Junmo looked at the unbehaving people in her eyes, and secretly hated why she worked so hard every time, it was just a competition. Hua Jun's hateful teeth itched, but there was no way to take the person in his arms.

He wanted to punish her severely, so as soon as Hua Jun Mo leaned over, an eager and domineering kiss fell on ...... Ye Qingyi's smooth forehead.

Then, once again, the scene was silent.

Everyone at the scene forgot all the movements, the drinker held the wine glass and sprinkled it unconsciously, the one who ate the food caught the food in his mouth but forgot to chew, the emperor who was discussing Ye Qingyi's dancing posture with the queen, opened his mouth and forgot what he wanted to say, even Mu Qian and Yunmei, who had just discovered that Ye Qingyi was wrong, fell directly to the ground and hit the pillar halfway to the fly......

After these successive situations, there was silence in an instant, so silent that even a heartbeat could not be heard, and everyone's faces were frozen into various emojis of a type of expression, such as shock, surprise, and consternation.

This......

Stunned, dumbfounded, stunned, terrified......

is not enough to describe the expressions and moods of everyone at this moment.

Their ruthless, decisive, unfeminine, and well-broken sleeves His Royal Highness King Yu actually kissed the purest and most sacred white swan in everyone's minds, oh no, is it Miss Ye, who is as holy as a white swan, or in this kind of public view.

However, what's wrong, people are originally unmarried couples, even if there are some too intimate actions, isn't that normal!

Everyone's strong thinking ability, in a very short period of time, in the form of self-operation and brain supplement, found a reasonable step for Hua Junmo and Ye Qingyi's behavior at the moment, and instantly attributed this accident that was not in harmony with the scene and disrespectful to the number of etiquette to the great joy of the friendship between talented women and women.

Who let the person who kissed the beauty in the center of the scene at this moment is His Royal Highness King Yu, who is under one person and above ten thousand, if it were others, hate, those old-fashioned old officials, and those stubborn old pedants, they would have called out a long time ago, but now, if they are killed, they will not admit what the most "upright" thoughts in their hearts are!

Most people are happy and envious, but there are always a few people who have different minds.

The first one is Ashina!

The angry Ashina had already poked the sharp fingertips painted with red Kodan into the palm of his hand, but he couldn't feel the pain, and no matter how painful the wound was, it couldn't match the sting pain of the heart.

Before his silver teeth were about to be bitten, Ashina gulped down a cup of tea that was already cold and tasteless, and then extinguished the fire in his heart. Hmph, until the end, who will kill the deer...... No, it is not yet known who the prince will fall into! She wants to see if there is a woman in this world who is as versatile as her.

Ashina's spirit of becoming more and more frustrated, if Ye Qingyi knew about it, he would definitely be irritable again, and gave this princess two nicknames in his heart, the stubborn Xiaoqiang who couldn't be killed, and the rotten peach blossoms that couldn't be cut.

Huajun Mo kisses the perfect person, his face is not satisfied, this soft and smooth touch seems to have ...... The magic power made his heart beat faster, and he was reluctant to let go, but he knew that Ye Qingyi was not suitable to stay on the ice anymore, so His Royal Highness King Yu, who was greedy and black-bellied, made another dumbfounded trick to flirt with his sister.

Just as Hua Jun Mo backhanded, the powerful internal force carried the power of light, and instantly turned ice into gas, and those white mist were like eyes, instantly surrounding a wall of mist, surrounding Hua Jun Mo and Ye Qingyi.

Mu Qian, who fell to the ground not far away, saw this scene, his heart was horrified, and he looked up to the sky and sighed, Lord Wang, before you retreated, you were like yourself, and you could turn ice into water, and water into ice.

In the mist, Hua Jun Mo finished kissing her forehead, and before Ye Qingyi came back to her senses to accuse herself, she hurriedly blocked her mouth, of course, in the form of a kiss.

Hua Jun Mo kisses domineeringly, kisses attentively, and does not give the person in his arms a chance to refuse.

Ye Qingyi's heart was full of thousands of grass and horses, galloping and whistling, leaving a heart full of messy dust, flying around, with nowhere to put it. Woo, I left the first kiss of two lifetimes, that's it...... Gone!

Huajun Mo kissed the intoxicated, very reluctant to let go of Ye Qingyi, it turned out that the woman's lips and forehead were so different, kissing Yi'er's forehead, he just wanted to protect her well and spoil her, and kissed the pink lips, that sweet and shy, let himself sink infinitely, not only his face was hot, but he also wanted to eat the person in his arms directly into his stomach, and he wanted to make her a part of himself.

It wasn't until Ye Qingyi couldn't breathe for a long time and almost fainted from lack of oxygen, that Hua Junmo let go of his little fiancée, and the two calmed down their disordered breathing, Ye Qingyi was even more red-faced, staring at a certain king without strength, breathing in a big gulp of fresh air, and then filling up the vacated position in his chest.

Hua Jun Mo flicked his sleeves, and the white mist dissipated in an instant, so he picked up Ye Qingyi, and in the eyes of everyone, he walked out of the dance field and went directly to the warm pavilion where Ye Qingyi could change clothes.