Gu Xingyue went down to change her clothes, and in the hall, it was very quiet, and suddenly some attendants came in, all of them holding round stools one by one.

The round stools were scattered like this, but they were placed in the center of the hall a little abruptly.

"Why is that??"

Anczen asked aloud, asking everyone's questions.

"The slave doesn't know, it was the princess of the north who ordered it to do this."

A chamberlain replied respectfully.

It was arranged by Gu Xingyue like this, and all the people were even more interested.

The dishes made by Princess North are unheard of, and dancing at this time is also so varied, which makes people very curious.

Everyone is looking forward to it, after all, this is still very novel.

There was only one person, holding his clothes with one pair of hands, and he was almost about to tear his dress.

Although Princess Mingzhu was lowering her head, she couldn't hide the gloomy aura on her body.

That Gu Xingyue only knew that she was so sensational, she just didn't know what to do, she really let her come out and jump, and she didn't know what she could jump out.

can only be like this clown like a jumping beam, she is also very strange, see what she will do.

After waiting for a while, an attendant walked in and said in the ear of Li Cangqiong, who nodded, took the flute in his hand, and played it slowly.

The melodious and clear flute sound is even more amazing.

Oh my God, this is blowing out of the sky.

At this time, the sky once again refreshed everyone's senses, which was surprising and breathtaking.

Behind this, Gu Xingyue slowly walked in from the end of the hall, she was wearing a pink gauze skirt, the gauze skirt was not the same as what ordinary amateurs wrew, it was probably transformed, the skirt was not dragged to the ground, but it was just to the ankles, walking towards her, the shoes that would look at the smooth ankles.

She carried a silver chain on her feet, adorned with silver bells, which rang slowly as she walked.

The skirt on her body has wide sleeves, but it is tied with a strap at the elbows.

With a single leap, she jumped onto a round stool, and her toes miraculously straightened up on it.

Seeing her like this, everyone was amazed, she ...... You can dance on your toes.

Gu Xingyue jumped on the round benches one by one with the flute of the sky, her hands swaying gently, and her waist swaying slowly.

Almost all of them are fascinated by her dance, which seems to have a soul and a life, and makes people enter a scene.

Watching her dance doesn't seem to just appreciate the grace of the dance.

It will follow the music, it will follow her dance, and enter a strange realm.

Finally, the flute stopped, and Gu Xingyue's dance also stopped.

She jumped lightly from the round bench and stood there.

"I heard that Zhao Feiyang could dance in the palm of his hand, and I always thought it was fake, but when I saw Princess Bei dancing today, it was like a shocking and pretentious dragon, which was really breathtaking."

After watching Gu Xingyue's dance, people kept coming out to praise loudly.

"The King of the North is really a blessing!"

Suddenly, some people began to envy the sky again, this princess of the north, she is beautiful, she can cook, she can dance, the key is that she is still smart.