After Duan Xuan twisted my neck back, I hurried back to the dormitory.

While the moon is still bright tonight, I will practice the dance of the moon first.

I decided to practice dancing, not because I was really afraid that I would never see Duan Xuan again in this life, but because I was afraid that I would have to live with the body of Concubine Li in this life.

I compromised, but I wanted to find a way out for myself.

Tonight, the moonlight is in full bloom, and I hold a piece of red yarn and stand in front of the Yuehua Hall to meditate.

It stands to reason that I have only watched the dance once, and it is impossible for me to learn it immediately, but at this moment my mind is full of scenes of Chu sleeves dancing, and her every step and every dance sleeve is clearly presented in my mind.

Heaven help me?

I thought back to the dance steps, and a person danced the red yarn in his hand in front of the temple.

If you want to ask me how I danced, according to the maids in the temple the next day.

Xi and the princess reappeared.

In fact, I think this comment is very unreliable, have these little girls seen Xihe?

It is estimated that they have never seen Xihe's tomb, so how can they say that Xihe has reappeared?

But then again, it's complimenting me, and I should be happy.

I don't know if it's because I'm dancing too well or because the mouth of the palace is too long, in less than an hour, the matter of I have learned Qiyue has reached Duan Xuan, so he came to me as soon as he came to the morning.

But I'm still dreaming under the covers.

Like all kinds of bloody dramas, Duan Xuan entered my dormitory but didn't wake me up, just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at my very unsightly sleeping posture, and then slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

I think Duan Xuan must be thinking in his heart at this moment, how could Shen Qianxun, who was so elegant and virtuous before, sleep so down-to-earth.

In fact, when I first saw Shen Qianxun, she was sleeping, so uneasy and defensive, I couldn't imitate her when I fell asleep, I couldn't do it.

Actually, there are some things that are difficult to explain, like someone standing behind you, you don't hear anything, but you can feel it.

So when Duan Xuan sat in front of my bed and watched me sleep, I was really awakened by his knife-like gaze.

Although the knife is soft today, even the knife is still warm.

The moment I opened my eyes and saw Duan Xuan, I was shrunken, looking at the tenderness that still remained between his eyebrows, my heart was tense, thinking that there was still a saliva mark on my mouth, and my whole person was petrified.

When he actually wiped my saliva with the corner of his dangling dragon robe, there were ten thousand grass and mud horses roaring past me.

I really want to shout a word.

The concubines can't stand it!

But Concubine Li is calm, cold, and unhurried.

So I turned my face slightly, staggered his bony hands, and then quickly got up and saluted, and every move was indescribably cold.

Sure enough, Duan Xuan's rare gentleness was instantly crushed by my coldness, and his bony fingers clenched slightly, and then he regained the arrogant aura of the king.

"I heard you've learned Qiyue?"

“......”

I was silent, in fact, I could just jump, but not necessarily well.

"You freshen up first, Chu Sleeve is outside, and you will come out and dance it later."

After saying that, Duan Xuan threw off his dragon robe and went out, and as soon as he went out, a group of maids rushed in to groom me.

Usually I don't move these maids, but now they are extremely attentive, and I can't help but laugh a little.

I was at the mercy of these maids, but when I looked in the mirror at me with a face whiter than flour, lips redder than blood, and a head full of jewels like stars, I almost vomited blood.

Sure enough, this group of maids didn't have a good heart.

But I didn't say anything, after all, women are the ones who please themselves, and the two people outside are as poisonous as snakes and scorpions, and the other is as fierce as tigers, so with this yaksha makeup, it is also very good, very good.

I walked out with a head of jewelry, Chu Sleeve's expression was calm, and Duan Xuan only frowned, I pretended not to understand, standing in front of them gorgeously, smiling gracefully and luxuriously, as if to say look at my beauty.

Chu Sleeve held a piece of red yarn, passed by me, and started dancing without saying anything, no music, but dancing very rhythmically, just like what I remember in my mind, with dreamy and hazy beauty, of course, there is still a little bit of charm.

What's missing?

Qiyue is a dance created by Xihe after being abandoned by her brother, so should this dance be dreamy and hazy?

Could it be that Xihe was forced to marry someone else, and there was no hatred in his heart?

Soon Chu Sleeve's dance was over, and she retreated behind Duan Xuan very lightly, and Duan Xuan stood there looking at me.

Suddenly, I felt that I was being pulled away in an instant, and I stood far away and looked at Duan Xuan's indifferent expression, which looked particularly dazzling against the backdrop of Chu Xuan's red clothes.

At this moment, I felt as if I had really merged with Concubine Li, and the painful memories of being bitten by insects, burned by fire, ruined in appearance, and the tragic death of my loved ones all poured in at once.

I pulled the hair ornament off my head, but tied the bronze bell around my wrist and around my waist, letting my long black hair sway in the wind.

With black hair, white skin, and red lips, it was the return of the Hell Banshee to the Shura Field.

I began to dance the red yarn in my hand, and the endless gestures flew and scattered, the twists and turns of my body and hands and feet merged, and the bronze bells on my wrists and waists jingled, like the beat of the drums of the knots.

The jade sleeves are windy, raising the wrist and lowering the eyebrows.

I remembered that in the cold winter of that year, Duan Xuan kissed her ear and told her to marry him.

The dancing sleeves are crossed, and the spicy stand is oblique.

I think of that day of wind and rain, she tasted the pain of insect devouring, the pain of fire licking.

Luo is full of clothes, and he does not lose the law.

I think of the flower candle that night, the graceful appearance in Duan Xuan's arms, and the person next to the pillow.

The slender Luo Yi flutters in the wind, the long sleeves are crossed left and right, and the dancing posture is like a silk string, turning, throwing, opening, closing, twisting, rounding, and bending.

When the red yarn in my hand wrapped around Duan Xuan's eyes, I could keenly feel his trembling.

When I pulled out the red veil in my hand and looked at him, I could see through his constricted pupils that my eyes glowing with dazzling purple light were cold and piercing, like a sharp sword, thrust fiercely into Duan Xuan.

Such a vicious gaze made Duan Xuan flee, and Chu Sleeve also left.

I looked at Duan Xuan's obviously hasty back but still pretending to be calm, and raised the corners of my mouth coldly.

I threw away the red yarn in my hand, turned around and went back to the temple, and the red yarn was blown up by a gust of wind, and it rose and fell without a trace.

Today, there is a dance in front of this palace, and the dance is not exhaustive, but it is a dance out of the heart, but it is a pity that no matter how much you complain, this negative person is still a negative person, and the bad fate is still the bad fate.