Chapter Ninety-Seven: Orchestration
He Ying was stunned, she didn't expect that this Yan Ji actually didn't know each other, so she made a request on this occasion, and it was also a difficult request for her to temporarily match her Flowing Cloud Dance.
What does this woman mean?
She looked at Yan Ji coldly, but Yan Ji didn't seem to notice her bad mood at all. Still smiling, he said: "Please Yulangjun present a song and dance for the concubine!" ”
She smiled charmingly, and her fairy-like face also had a bit of seductive charm. The audience looked at He Ying expectantly, everyone knew Yulangjun's name, in their eyes, Yulangjun's mastery of quyi was really a grandmaster-level level, because Yan Ji was not embarrassed at all. It's just a bit disrespectful to keep it unannounced.
What else can I do now? At the face that smiled seductively and didn't look at it at all. He Ying nodded and said slowly: "Yan everyone personally invited, how dare He disobey?" It's just that the matter was rushed and there was something inappropriate, so please forgive me. ”
Yan Ji's smiling face was like a flower, she waved her sleeves, and the chime rose again, and at the same time, as the chime bell broke off one by one, rows of women in folded clothes fluttered in, and at the same time as those women entered, Yan Ji stepped on broken steps, and the twins slowly moved into the group. At the same time, a jade flute sounded, and the leisurely white cloud scene of Qingyuan appeared in the eyes of everyone. The smile on the corner of He Ying's mouth was a little bigger: this Yan Ji didn't say a word, not even a hint. Just go straight to the topic, it seems that this exam question is really not easy!
Her slender figure stood in the crowd, with a white face, perfect facial features, and an outstanding temperament. A natural nobility and elegance flowed from her. It seems that just standing like this, standing with a smile like this, can make everyone feel the unique charm and difference.
Seeing her like this, Wen Nan's eyes became even more cloudy. Na Chu Jiang looked at his master's expression, and whispered in his ear: "Your Highness don't worry, your subordinates will definitely think of making this He Yu a forbidden person for His Highness!" ”
When Wen Nan heard him say this, his face moved, he swallowed his saliva and said softly: "Okay! It's up to you! As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together with an expression of impatience.
And the envoys of the other two countries were also looking at He Ying in a daze. The look in their eyes changed inexplicably.
Because of the two lives, plus she has been practicing the true technique "Lying Moon Exercise" for a long time. In He Ying's body, over time, a special temperament has been formed, which is a noble and indifferent beyond the world, which can be won by people's hearts. This kind of temperament, whether it is the monarch or the king's grandson, almost anyone who sees her will have a strong feeling of being attracted.
With the sound of the flute, He Ying slowly spoke:
"Don't listen to the sound of bamboo hitting leaves, why not chant and walk slowly."
The flute is flowing and the singing is free and leisurely. With He Ying's voice, the women had already twisted their waists, and with the music, they danced an extremely masculine witch dance.
And Yan Ji's dance steps at this time changed, and the long sleeves in the white gauze robe flew all over the sky, and with the swing of the dancing sleeves, her figure was also in a blank of white, becoming blurred.
The sound of the zither rose again, and the sound of the zither that had always been clear and far away was faintly sonorous at this time.
He Ying smiled faintly, put her hands in her hands, and her elegant and slightly deep voice rose again:
"Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses. Who is afraid! A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life. ”
In her singing, there is an indescribable spaciousness, elegance, with the sound of the zither and flute, and with the dance steps of the beauty, it is indescribably harmonious, and it looks like the ensemble has played hundreds of times. There was no reluctance.
The people who came here were all well-informed, and naturally knew that between them, it was impossible to say that they had practiced beforehand. Seeing He Yingyushu standing there in the wind, with a faint smile on his face. Listen to the unique lyrics she sings, and savor the touching points. For a while, both men and women, including Zhou Jun, had an unknown feeling about this young man in white who was victorious in snow: it seemed that He Ying had always stood at a different height from them and was looking at the world, as if this slender and weak young man who was always dressed in a white robe was really from outside the world.
At this time, Yan Ji was completely immersed in her dancing and He Ying's singing. She had forgotten everything, and her beautiful face was all focused and religious.
He Ying smiled faintly, smiling gracefully and luxuriously, and in her dazzling smile, the people who had been looking at her were stirred again. At this time, the sound of the zither faded away, and the distant appearance of the sky was high and the clouds were faint.
At the same time, in the dance of the women, it is also completely a group of flowing clouds and flying sleeves, with long sleeves fluttering and smiling like flowers. The gauze is like a cloud, and the gait is staggered, and there is a different group of calm.
And Yan Ji, who jumped in the middle of the women, also slowly fell down, she bonelessly folded forward, and the whole person knelt forward. This ordinary movement of hers, coupled with a rhythmic tremor, has a thrilling sexiness.
When the men saw this, their eyes were about to pop out. So soft, so light, and so sublime sexy.
At this time, He Ying sang loudly: "The spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, it is slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes." Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine. ”
After a song, the sound of the zither faded away, and the sound of the drum was lost. The girls in white knelt down at the same time. The crowd was silent for a long time.
After a while, thunderous cheers continued to be heard. And He Ying also sat down at this time.
In the field, the girls gradually withdrew, and Yan Ji, who was flushed with her face and her hair was slightly messy, walked slowly towards He Ying under the gaze of everyone swallowing saliva. She walked all the way to He Ying, and then Ying Ying saluted, and said in a manly voice: "Gongzi Xie gives the song." ”
He Ying said in a loud voice: "Everyone is polite. ”
After Yan Ji finished saluting, she looked at He Ying, raised her voice and asked, "The words that Gongzi sang just now have profound meanings, but I don't know if Gongzi has any opinions?" ”
Seeing He Ying sinking, she continued: "Looking back at the bleak place, when I returned, there was no wind and rain and no sunshine. There seems to be some kind of philosophy in these words. Can Childe share a word or two with Yan Ji? ”
At this time, she smiled again, coupled with her lazy appearance after dancing, until the saliva that everyone had just swallowed flowed out again.
I only heard her smile and said: "The son doesn't seem to like to say much, and the concubine has really admired the son for a long time, so she took the liberty to ask about it." ”