"Is something wrong with Qinglan?"

Xuanyuan Ye, who should have been grounded in the mansion, even knew the name of the dancer who was going to be on stage today. But both Shangguan Li and Xitu are no longer surprised.

Shangguan Li said "um", the speech outside was almost over, so it was inconvenient for her to say more.

"I heard that Qinglan is the best at palm dancing, which is the kind of ...... that is soft and boneless."

Xuanyuan Ye looked Shangguan Li up and down, his long eyebrows flew obliquely into his sideburns, and said with a smile.

"Although the county lord is very flexible, he shouldn't be able to dance this kind of dance, right?"

"Is there any good way for the prince?"

Situ's eyes were shining.

"I just appreciate it."

He waved his hand.

Xuanyuan Ye didn't say that Shangguan Li almost forgot that Xuanyuan Ye was still a perfect character who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Fengyue Yayun in the eyes of thousands of girls in the capital.

It's just that during the time I was in contact with him, most of the things I experienced were very sad.

"However, most of the dancers who have climbed the Flying Snow Platform in the past generations will come up with something that the world does not know, in order to dance the world."

Xuanyuan said leisurely.

"So if the county lord can't be exactly the same as Qinglan, it's better to choose the most different way, and the effect of hiding people's eyes will be better."

"That's right."

Shangguan Li shook his legs, and the golden bells hanging on his ankles rang, which was simple. She asked, turning to Situ.

"Xiao Tu'er, do you have weapons on you?"

"Medicine, is it powder?"

Shangguan Li looked at her with an idiot expression,

Situ weakly retreated.

"Is a dagger okay?"

Xuanyuan Ye said, and with a touch of his waist, a snow-bright dagger as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in his hand, and it was unsheathed.

I don't know if he will pierce his waist when he moves on weekdays.

Shangguan Li's thought flashed in his heart, and he reached out and took the dagger with cold tentacles.

"Thanks, come down and pay you back."

At this time, the sound of gongs and drums was heard in the distance, and it was time.

Shangguan Li walked out slowly, and from the moment she appeared at the end of the path, she felt countless eyes fall on her.

She walked slowly to the middle, and the world was silent, except for the snowflakes falling on her hair and shoulders. The sound of the golden bell is crisp and melodious, and it rings every step of the way.

Whether in her previous life or in this life, she was not very used to this kind of occasion being watched by thousands of people, but she soon found that she did not have any waves in her heart.

Once she focuses on a goal, everything around her is just a floating cloud to her.

Soon, she came to the center of the Flying Snow Terrace, and looked around, the pavilion was hidden in the fog and snow, and she couldn't really see it, as if she was the only one left in the world.

Shangguan Li suddenly moved, jumped slightly, and the red silk on his wrist rippled like a wave.

At first, her movements were relatively slow, as if she was walking leisurely, bringing up the petals on the side of the stage.

In her previous life, the master who taught her how to kill people once taught her a set of footwork, the main purpose of which was to kill people invisibly in the dark night.

Therefore, every move, step by step, is like a silent thunder, and it is like lightning in the quiet place.

Her movements suddenly became faster, and the dagger in her hand cut through the snow, like a flaming elf floating in the snow, ethereal and at the same time giving people a thrilling beauty.

The golden bell is crisp, and it is the only sound in this heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the dagger in Shangguan Li's hand came out of his hand, flew around the Flying Snow Platform like lightning, and then returned to his hand. She jumped slightly, and the red dress with wide sleeves spread like flowers, bringing a gust of wind.

Suddenly, the petals of the dagger were fluttering one after another, and the red flowers were wrapped in snow, which did not look like the scene of the world.

Landing on tiptoe, accompanied by a crisp "dingbell" sound, Shangguan Li was slightly short, and the corners of his eyes melted into a thick layer of water vapor.

The petals fell, and she stood up again, then bowed to the silent pavilions.

It's over.

Xuanyuan stood beside the path, his expression under the half mask did not change, but the depths of his dark eyes, which seemed to be able to devour everything in the world, were dyed with a touch of red that he didn't even realize himself.

At this moment, Shangguan Li had already begun to walk back.

She was halfway through when a tsunami-like cheer erupted. Camellias, which are denser than snowflakes, don't want money to smash on Shangguan Li.

If you can't hit anyone, you will throw it directly on the snow platform, and after a while, including the eight passages and the snow platform, are covered with camellias, and many of them roll down into the hot spring pool.

A flower represents a tael of gold.

Shangguan Li herself didn't know that if the flowers she got today were exchanged for money, it was estimated that she would be able to buy another thirteen incense.

There are overwhelming voices of appreciation, retention, and even a song for her to dance again.

But the voices of thousands of people failed to exchange for a look back from the beauty, and Shangguan Li is now in a bit anxious to go back.

It wasn't until she walked in front of her that Citu finally came to her senses and retracted her jaw, which was almost down to her chest.

"Ah, sister......"

"Are your feet uncomfortable?"

Xuanyuan Ye's voice was still so calm, with a hint of inconspicuous hoarseness, like refreshing ice and snow.

Hearing him ask, Situ: "Huh? "Yes.

"What's wrong with your feet?"

Shangguan Li sat down on the spot regardless of the image, rubbed the pair of dancing shoes off, and immediately felt much better. She waved her hand.

"It's not a big deal, it's just too small, it should be a blister. Hiss ......"

"It's broken."

Xuanyuan squatted down, his hand just stretched out and retracted, and said lightly.

"Gotta be dressed."

Shangguan Li glanced at it, his heels were red and swollen, and the skin that had been ground off was soaked in blood, which looked painful. Just apply something disinfectant.

But she is full of poisons and related antidotes that are known for their lethality, and there is really no such basic thing.

As if to see her hesitation, Xuanyuan Ye took out a long box from his sleeve and handed it to her.

"What is this?"

Shangguan Li glanced at it, and it was still a little familiar.

Xuanyuan Ye smiled a little playfully.

"Open it and take a look."

Shangguan Li reached out and opened it very good-naturedly, it was a roll of gauze, with a little special coolness, it didn't look like an ordinary thing.

Her eyelids twitched, and she remembered.

At the beginning, Feng Sichen sent someone to ambush her as a horse bandit, and she slashed her arm in order to hide part of her strength.

At that time, I didn't know how to be discovered by Xuanyuan Ye, and I wanted to give this thing to her, but she refused.

Just now she wondered if this person was overly sensitive to the wound, just like just now, he could see at a glance that her foot was injured.

"Will the county lord reject me this time?"

Xuanyuan Ye knew that she remembered, and chuckled.