"Your Majesty, Xi'er has always heard in Zhaoguo that the people of Yanguo are outstanding and talented, and most of them are talented and beautiful, and this time I came here to see the demeanor of all kinds of talents in Yanguo, if tonight is so good to just watch singing and dancing, it will be too boring."

"Oh, that's reasonable, so I don't know what the Seventh Princess suggests?" The emperor was not annoyed, and continued with her words.

It's just that most of Yanguo frowned, thinking that Zhao Xiru was too presumptuous. The words are all praises, but the tone is full of provocation, and comparing the demeanor of a glimpse of a talent with singing and dancing is simply demeaning.

"I don't dare to suggest, but in the past, Xi'er had met a traveling gentleman, Mr. taught Yu Xi'er a set of dance methods, and said that there is no dance method that can beat this time, over the years, Xi'er has also looked for various dance methods, and wanted to confirm what Mr. said, but found that if there is really no dance to suppress, today's dance, as a gift, dedicated to Yanguo, will also ask Yanguo for advice."

"Oh, if there is such a dance music, then I really want to see it today." The emperor avoided the topic and waved his hand to signal the dancing girl to leave, "Seventh princess, please." ”

Zhao Xiru smiled slightly, patted his hand gently, and suddenly the light in the hall sank slightly, becoming a little dim.

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the hall.

"You don't need to panic, it's just the atmosphere you need."

As soon as Zhao Xiru's voice fell, the tune suddenly sounded, and it began very gently and slowly, like a spring breeze coming slowly, making everyone's hearts unconsciously quiet, as if they wanted to listen carefully to the sound of the spring breeze.

Murong Qiufeng's eyes on the seat suddenly flashed, and he looked at Zhao Xiru in astonishment, and then a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

And Shangguan Ye, who was silent, also raised his eyebrows slightly, and then squinted his eyes slightly, looking like he was drunk, but his eyes were clear, and there was a bit of playfulness in the cold.

As the tune sounded, the center of the hall suddenly flashed, and then several white shadows flew, as if they suddenly appeared in the hall, and then they transformed into several slender women, whose bodies were sparkling, as if inlaid with thousands of precious stones, with dancing, swaying, and charming eyes.

The dance posture is ever-changing, like the dance of the fairy of Yaochi, and like the night witch confusing the world, saying that it is a dance, but it seems that thousands of people see a thousand dances, which makes people a little trance, as if they unconsciously see all the songs and dances in the world, read the prosperity and decline, feel sad and helpless, and unconsciously lose their fighting spirit and interest in life.

Murong Qiufeng's eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he couldn't help but look sideways at the queen who was already completely fascinated by singing and dancing around him, as well as everyone, and turned his head to look at Zhao Xiru, but saw a smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly, a cool breeze hit, Murong Qiufeng subconsciously stretched out his hand, and suddenly his hand was cold, and he was stunned to see that it was a black jade flute.

Subconsciously turned his head to look at Shangguan Ye, but saw that he was watching the song and dance quietly, holding a wine glass in his hand, as if he wanted to drink, but as if he was reluctant to drink, his eyes were fixed on the song and dance.

The cold touch in his hand made Murong Qiufeng's heart move, and he understood what Shangguan Ye meant, and he couldn't help but be surprised, he not only knew the mystery in it, but also knew that he had a solution.

But this is not the time to think, and after brewing his emotions slightly, he gently put Xiao close to his lips and blew gently.

Xiao Sheng is very soft, so light that it is lighter than the ethereal sound of the piano, but it is as if the breath of ice and snow suddenly seeped into the spring breeze, and suddenly let a derivative vitality suddenly and slowly decline, it is indeed more vitality in the decay, from the world in the ice and snow, to the melting of ice and snow, and the recovery of all things.

Unlike the sound of the piano from the vibrant spring to the desolate autumn, it is reversed, and it is reborn after death.

The sound of the bell was like a thunderclap in the nine heavens, which made people wake up from their dreams suddenly.

At the same time, the lights of the main hall instantly became bright again, as if after a night of night rain and thunder, the morning dawn came, and a piece of sky light.

Zhao Xiru's face turned pale, the hand under the sleeve trembled slightly, and the other hand held a small pipa the size of a palm and shrunk several times, a drop of red blood on the tip of his finger, and a string on the pipa was broken.

She looked up in astonishment, but found nothing out of the ordinary. The people were as if they had just woken up, and there was no vision.

She couldn't help but look at Shangguan Ye, but she met Shangguan Ye's deep and slightly alcoholic gaze, and suddenly chuckled in her heart.

"Haha, wonderful, wonderful, it's really a good song and a good dance." In the silence, the emperor was the first to admire, and then there was a chorus.

"Haha, Seventh Princess, I don't know if you can leave a name for the master of the dance, can this dance be famous?"

"Hehe, this dance is called Nightmare, with the mind of the person watching the dance and change the dance posture, the joy in the heart, is the song and dance to level up, the heart is sad, is the dance of farewell, life is like a dream, a thousand postures, can not see the prosperity, only if born in a dream and do not know it, so called nightmare, that Mr. did not leave any name, Xi'er has also been looking for a long time, but never saw Mr. again, this is also the most regrettable." Zhao Xiru hid his good thoughts and replied with a smile.

Murong Qiufeng lowered his head, and the hand under the table gently stroked the cold Yu Xiao, not listening to the words of mutual compliment at all.

I still have a lot of feelings in my heart, the jade flute is smooth and traceless, it must be very cherished by the owner, and a song of Xiao that day, from which you can also know that Shangguan Ye has studied music and rhythm deeply.

For the musician, the instrument is like the sword in the swordsman's hand, as if it were himself, and the same is true for the person who loves music.

From Yu Xiao, it is known that this Xiao, following this Shangguan Ye, has not been short, but it has been preserved so much, it can be seen how to cherish it, but it can change hands on him at will.

He believed that since Shangguan Ye knew that he could solve it, he also knew the solution, and he could solve it himself, so why did he need him, did he trust it, or did he ......

He was a little complicated in his heart, his hand unconsciously clenched the jade flute, looked up at Shangguan Ye, looked at his side face, and was in a trance in front of him, the Shangguan Ye he learned from others was completely different from the one he usually faced, which one was him, and he ...... And why is it so good to him.

In a trance, he was suddenly slightly stunned when he met Shangguan Ye's deep black eyes, and then he saw the narrow smile in Shangguan Ye's eyes.

Suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that he had been staring at him, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, his face was slightly red, but he found that his sleeves were gently pulled, and when he turned his head, he saw that the queen was also looking at him with an ambiguous face, "Hehe, Yun'er is like this, but it makes the palace feel a little guilty of beating mandarin ducks." ”

Someone laughed below, Murong Qiufeng was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to find that many people were looking at him, smiling ambiguously.

"Doom ......" Murong Qiufeng looked at everyone, his face was as red as fire, he was a little at a loss for a while, and subconsciously looked at Shangguan Ye, but saw him raise his eyebrows, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

The emperor laughed, "Okay, okay, Yun'er is thin-skinned, don't make fun of her, Yun'er, just now the seventh princess gave you a war letter." ”