After returning to Lanyuan for lunch, a girl immediately came in to inform Youruo that she would go to Mama Yu's residence and start practicing dance.

Youruo sighed, helplessly, followed the little girl, and went to the guest residence of Mama Yu and the two dancing girls in King Ying's mansion.

When she arrived at the guest house, Mama Yu began to introduce this classic winter festival dance.

"Miss Lu, the difficulty of this dance is the highest among the dances in the palace. So you—" Mama Yu said as she looked at Youruo's figure. "Please take off your thick clothes!"

Wearing a bulky coat, it is extremely difficult to appreciate the dance posture and the movement of the dancer to stretch.

Youruo followed Mama's instructions and took off the purple fox fur on her body. The people sent by the palace have the emperor's decree, and Lu Youruo can't afford to provoke them for the time being.

"Miss Lu, please take off this layer of clothes again!" Mama Jade continued to order.

You smiled stiffly, and had to follow, but fortunately, there was enough charcoal burned in the house.

Wearing only one undergarment left, Mama Yu and the two dancing girls began to formally look at Youruo's figure.

Mai Ji Shanshan stepped forward and pulled Yuruo's two hands back hard, almost as high as Youruo's shoulders.

Shanshan said very dissatisfied: "Miss Lu, your back is not tough enough!" Poems, write down. ”

Shanshan used her feet again to remove Youruo's two legs little by little, and gradually, Youruo got off a word horse on the ground.

"The tenacity of the hamstrings is okay."

Immediately afterwards, the ligaments of Youruo's whole body were tested.

Shishi commented: "Miss Lu, you only have half a month, we all know that you have never learned to dance, but fortunately, your resilience is not bad, I hope you can follow Shishi and Shanshan's teachings well in this half month." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The red lips under the mask were busy laughing.

Seeing that Youruo's attitude was not good, Mama Yu spoke: "Miss Lu, I hope you can take it seriously." If you are disgraced on the stage, we slaves and maidservants will be punished. ”

"Yes, yes, Youruo will definitely practice hard, Mama Yu, don't worry." Yuruo smiled flatteringly.

"Let's start now, then." Shanshan announced the next devil training of Youruo, which was officially launched.

……

"Ouch, tap!" Youruo wailed, and asked Lu Rong to help her massage her with less intensity.

Lu Rong relaxed the strength of the kneading in distress and asked, "Miss, how did the people in the palace teach you to practice dance today?" Why are you paralyzed now? ”

"Don't mention it! On the first day I stretched, I was given some difficult movements, where can I stand it? Ouch, it hurts me! ”

Youruo was lying on the bed, her teeth clenched tightly. When she thought of the afternoon training, she was about to cry with a stretch.

"Miss, your body has never practiced dancing before, why did the people in the palace directly let you make big moves? What should I do if I get a strain? Lu Rong carefully thrashed Youruo.

"It's already hurting, they can do whatever they want!" You should be glad that although the original owner has never danced, he has practiced martial arts.

Lu Youruo's toughness, as summarized by the dancing girl, is not bad, which can only be attributed to the original owner's perennial martial arts practice.

The door was pushed open, and Zhai Xiying's voice of playfulness and abuse appeared, "Before this king entered the Orchid Garden, he heard a burst of pig killing. ”

Lu Youruo replied unceremoniously: "Your cry is the sound of killing pigs!" Ouch, it hurts me! ”

If you just bend over slightly, it hurts and throbs.

"Go down!" Zhai Xiying ordered to Lu Rong.

Lu Youruo grabbed Lu Rong's hand and asked, "Why did you call my maidservant?" ”

"Go down!" Zhai Xiying's tone became tougher.

Lu Rong bent over and broke free of Youruo's hand, "Yes!" "Then he immediately got out of the house.

Lu Youruo looked at Lu Rong's running figure and muttered secretly: What a little furry who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard!

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(Markor Literature-)