In the capital of Amaterasu, Queen Duanmu's dance and hundred flowers festival has always been a legend, although there are many people who imitate it, but it is always said that it can not be one-tenth, some people have asked unconvinced, how amazing the first queen danced back then, because there are not many people who can see the dance in the palace.

An old musician who has seen the queen dance once said that if your dance can also make the sun jump out of the dark clouds, then it will be better than Queen Duanmu.

The lights in the middle of the lotus pond have never been extinguished, so when Qing Rang walked step by step to the center of the pond wearing this hundred flower robes, the audience was quiet, and then there was a non-stop discussion, and on the viewing platform, the prince's face changed greatly, and the "bold slave ......" was about to get angry but was pressed by the queen mother, "Don't take a look first, after all, she is also surnamed Duanmu." ”

The Baihua robe is white, and the edges are embroidered with various colors, but no one knows that there are only 99 embroidered on this robe, and the last one is the robe itself, white, the pear blossom that Queen Duanmu likes the most, and it is also Qingrang's favorite.

Back then, there were more than ten kinds of musical instruments to play music for the Hundred Flowers Festival, and now the musicians are looking at each other, they have not received any orders to play, they don't know what to play, the Hundred Flowers Festival of the Queen Mother was a taboo in the palace, they are almost forgetting the tune.

At this time, people found out that behind Qing Rang, behind the hundred flower robes was followed by a person who was too cheerful, at that time the fool Hou Ye, who had disappeared since the beginning of the banquet, at this time he also went towards the center of the lotus pond with a flute, Hua Shu looked at him holding the flute and couldn't help but feel worried.

Qingrang's long hair is simply tied with a red rope, and the inky hair flows on the white flower robe, as if it is like the wood of a hundred flowers, the source of a hundred flowers. Qing Rang restrained his expression, and there was sadness in his eyes that could not be seen from afar, because there was no one in the crowd this time, the person who only asked others to send robes but did not appear.

Fang Shijie closed his eyes, and the melodious flute flew in the wind. This is not the song of the Hundred Flowers Festival, this is an expedition that all the men of the day are familiar with, and that year she used to listen to the Asus under the pear blossom tree, and he told her that he was also like a horse expedition, like a free and arrogant eagle.

There was no him, only his favorite tunes, the tunes that he had hoped he would play himself. Qing Rang raised his left hand, and the stretched flower robe exuded the most delicate beauty in the interweaving of moonlight and lights. Qing Rang raised his right hand, and a wooden sword waved out of his sleeve, and everyone was so surprised that they stopped talking, this is not the Hundred Flowers Festival.

When the heroism of the man and the sorrow of homesickness collide in the expedition song, the delicate woman's dexterity and the man's fortitude are perfectly intertwined in the dance posture of Qingrang.

I don't know when, the white crane in the pond was surprised, screaming and piercing the sky, from a distance it looks like dancing with Qingrang, but no one can see the crystal tears in the corners of Qingrang's eyes. She put her devotion to Asus into the delicate beauty of the flower robe, and she expressed her determination to go with Jun Qianli with the dance of the long sword, but the person always missed.

The last note, the last sword, she leaned back, the flower robe stretched to the ground, the wooden sword pierced into the sky, and the moon coincidentally hid in the clouds.

When Qing Rang got up and stood up straight, he found that the Queen Mother was supported by the concubine and led everyone to stand on the opposite bank of the lotus pond, walking towards here, and Qing Rang immediately knelt on the ground again.

"Get up." The Queen Mother's voice was a little hoarse, and when she watched the dance, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional when she remembered Queen Duanmu.

Qing let Xie En be in person, but there were still tears on his face that could not be wiped away, Hua Shu stepped forward and handed over the handkerchief, "Sister, don't be afraid, the Queen Mother said that my sister danced very well." She also studied at the Hundred Flowers Festival since she was a child, but she knew that she was not as good as her sister, so she was shocked when she saw it.

"Yes, the mourners will not punish you, but will reward you. Fang Waijia remembered more than 20 years ago, when there was no you, and your aunt danced softer than you, but she was a little less heroic than you. She still feels that the most right thing her son has done in his life is to marry Queen Duanmu, and he has never been crowned queen again in his life.

Qing Rang knelt on the ground again, Hua Shu wanted to pull Qing Rang but couldn't get up, "The concubine didn't dare to deceive the Queen Mother, Fang Cai didn't cry because she was afraid, but she actually thought about her husband, in the past, my husband played the flute and I danced, and now I am more and more proficient in dancing, but I lack the sound of my husband's flute as a companion." ”

Everyone didn't dare to speak, and some people secretly watched the queen mother's reaction, after all, no one in the Yu family's case dared to plead for mercy.