Chapter 588: What Are You Doing Holding My Wife's Hand?
At this moment, I heard the prince mention this stubble, and immediately smiled respectfully, "I don't dare to say it, but the little girl is really dancing well in the flying dance, taking advantage of the beautiful scenery tonight, I can make the little girl sacrifice ugly, and I hope the saint will not dislike it." ”
King Dingxi smiled, "Taishou is modest, the saint rarely comes to Xizhou once, since he wants to see the flying dance with Xizhou characteristics, although the girl in the capital can also dance the flying dance, but each place has the characteristics of each place, Taishou doesn't have to be polite, quickly let Ling Ai show it, just let everyone open their eyes." ”
Feng Taishou laughed and said, "That is the case, then Weichen is better to obey his fate than to be respectful." ”
With that, he turned to the attendant to the side and whispered a command in his ear.
The entourage nodded in response, left here, and went to pass a message to Mrs. Taishou and Feng Die.
Feng Die was eager to try, wanting her father to find a way to let her go up and perform, not wanting the father and daughter to have a good heart, but her father had already thought of this.
After receiving the message from her entourage, she immediately got up like a butterfly and hurried to the dressing room to change.
After a while, he came out wearing a tight dress with long water sleeves, a pink flowing skirt, a willow green tight top and water sleeves, peach and willow green, which were exceptionally fresh and tender.
The waist is slender, and the Hun is full, like a peach in the world.
She kicked her skirt, her skirt swayed like a flower, and she came over to salute the emperor, her voice was just right coquettish, "The courtier Feng Die has seen the saint, the concubine Niangniang, the saint long live long live, the concubine Niangniang thousand years old!" ”
Jun Bei glanced at her at night, and was a little skeptical that her plump figure could dance the sky dance.
Qiao Ruxing smiled lightly, "Miss Feng is exempt, I heard that the prince of Dingxi and Feng Taishou said that the girl's flying dance is a must?" ”
Feng Die glanced at Jun Beiye without saying anything, and then said shyly, "It's just a small skill of carving insects, and I hope that the concubine will not laugh." ”
"It's good to dance well, Miss Feng doesn't have to be modest, then ask Miss Feng to start your performance." Qiao Ruxing said with great interest.
When Feng Die heard this, she suddenly felt a little unhappy, what do you mean by starting your performance, she seems to be a dancer performing in the troupe.
lifted his eyes and glanced at the saint with affection, but saw that the saint's long skeletal fingers pinched a grape and stuffed it into the mouth of the concubine.
Feng Die was stunned for a moment.
The Holy One is so gentle and considerate!
Qiao Ruxing saw her staring at Jun Beiye, her whole body, from her hair to her toes, showed her desire to pounce up, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, and reminded lightly, "Miss Feng, you can start." ”
"Yes."
Feng Die came back to his senses, and hurriedly lowered his eyes in response, removing the emotions in his eyes.
Tingting walked to the center of the field.
When the melodious music sounded, she flicked her long water sleeves, bent her small waist, and immediately bent into the shape of a small arched bridge, which showed the softness of her body and no bones.
As the drum sounded, her body was like a wicker, flicking up, and her body made a beautiful fairy flying shape in mid-air, and then landed lightly, spinning extremely fast, and the pink skirt bloomed like a flower......
The crowd applauded again and again, and couldn't help but applaud.
During the dance, the people listened to the warm applause, the small waist rotated more and more hard, and the little hands kneaded and unfolded various shapes, one would be like Chang'e flying into the sky, one would be like a beauty fluttering butterflies, and one would be like a fairy bouquet......
Every posture seems to have danced thousands of times, skillful and graceful, and every time the little face is exposed from the sleeve, shy and astringent, looking at the direction of the emperor above.
Tenderness is like water, with affection, the most is the gentleness of the bowed head, and the shyness of the cool breeze......
The aristocratic sons of Xizhou were all stunned!
Legend Feng San girl can captivate the city with one dance, and the second dance can captivate the country, the rumors are really true, this posture, this posture, this look, can simply hook the soul, and people can't wait to hold the beauty tightly in their arms.
It's just a pity that the beauties don't look at them, and the beauties are looking at the direction of the saint.
The saint is estimated to be holding the beauty tonight!
Although the concubine is as beautiful as a fairy, which man would dislike many beauties!
A group of men can see it, but they can't touch it, they can't get it, and their hearts are getting more and more itchy, and their eyes are about to stick to the dance beauties in the field.
Jun Beiye looked at it with a faint expression, and did not forget to crush walnuts for Qiao Ruxing and Qiao Shuai in his hands.
Qiao Ruxing said with a smile while eating the walnuts peeled by the man, "The dance is really good, this song should only be in the sky, it is rare to hear it in the world, and I am moved to see this beauty, and I want to hug the beauty!" ”
Jun Bei glanced at her at night and sneered, "You can also be moved by such a commotion, Chiguoguo's courtship dance?" ”
Qiao Ruxing: "......"
Wooing ......
That's a great word!
She leaned over, leaned into his ear, and said with a low smile, "Your Majesty, what she asks for is you, as long as you look at her, she will be your person tonight, and the beauty is like this, is the emperor itching and unbearable, and his blood is surging." ”
Jun Beiye glanced at her, suddenly raised his long finger and scraped the walnut on her lips, and said in a low voice, "You are the only one who can make my heart itch and blood surge." ”
Qiao Ruxing: "......"
The man spoke seriously, without a hint of teasing, but the most serious thing was life-threatening, Qiao Ruxing felt that he had been provoked, and his heart trembled inexplicably.
Her pretty face turned slightly crimson, she turned her eyes away, and sneered, "Heh, a man's mouth, a deceitful ghost, who believes it!" ”
Jun Beiye grabbed her little hand with his big hand, covered it directly on his heart, and said in a low voice, "Look, it only beats for you." ”
Qiao Ruxing: "......"
It's terrible, what kind of love words do you say in public!
Pretty face is even redder!
He is shameless, she still wants to be embarrassed, and she wants to withdraw her hand.
Jun Beiye held on, I heard that when a woman is jealous, the best way is to hug her and coax her.
Now at the feast, he can't hold her, he can only hold her little hand.
Qiao Shuai on the side saw it, and he was not to be outdone, grabbed Qiao Meimei's hand with one hand, covered it in front of his heart, and said crisply, "Qiao Meimei, my heart is only beating for you." ”
Qiao Ruxing: "......"
One hand was seized by her own man, the other by her own son, and she sat there, not like a feaster, but like a ...... Prisoners who have no freedom and lose their freedom!
"Ahem, ahem, that, can the two big guys let go of Ben Meiren first?"
Qiao Shuai immediately looked at Jun Beiye, and let him go with a face of 109, otherwise, Qiao Meimei would not feel his love.
Jun Beiye glared at him, and Liang Liang asked, "What are you doing holding my wife's hand?" ”
Qiao Shuai: "......"
Mo Mo ^^
(End of chapter)