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Li Beichen looked at Jiang Yuebai doubtfully.

Jiang Yuebai smiled awkwardly.He simply gave up and walked to an open space indoors.

He took a good posture and stood there, but all his courage suddenly disappeared, and he felt unable to move his hands and feet.

I didn’t have the opportunity to learn any talents in my previous life, and I have no chance to perform after learning talents in this life.

"Master Fugui, are you going to dance?" Li Beichen asked with a hint of drunkenness while holding a wine cup.

He had long wanted to see her dance.When Concubine Jing and Hai Lanzhu danced live, he was secretly thinking about what it was like for Jiang Yuebai to dance.

Although Jiang Yuebai had seen big scenes and had excellent psychological quality, he was still uncontrollably nervous at this time.

She took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress her nervousness and fear, showed a gentle smile to Li Beichen, and then turned her attention to the dance itself.

In the eyes of others, this fear turned out to be charming and shy.

This seemed to be her first time.

Li Beichen felt secret happiness in his heart.

Women from wealthy families learn to dance not to perform for others, but to make their waists slender and soft, their postures graceful, and their temperament elegant.Of course, there is also the tacit understanding of the joy of boudoir after marriage, with all kinds of gestures.

The palace maid thoughtfully played a sweet pop tune.Jiang Yuebai didn't need to work particularly hard to stretch his body and dance to the rhythm.

Han Ziqian noticed that Li Beichen's still tense and serious expression gradually melted in her smile and dance. She could not help but beat the time with her hands, and occasionally picked up the wine cup and took a sip.

His eyes were so intoxicated and focused, and there was a smile on his face that he had only seen in his youth.

That was Li Beichen's uncontrollably excited and happy smile when he defeated Han Ziqian for the first time.

At other times, they are extremely restrained and serious, suppressed to the core.

It seems that the emperor understands Yuhua, but also has a weakness.The rumors are all true.

The word "love" is indispensable to everyone from emperors to ordinary people.No matter how restrained a person is, if they encounter love, they may not be able to control themselves.

Han Ziqian observed Li Beichen with interest and thought silently.

Jiang Yuebai has the charm and agility of a Jiangnan woman, and her waist looks thin and soft, as if it can be broken at any time.Her skin was as fair and translucent as the finest porcelain.

Li Beichen has seen the charm and delicacy of ordinary dancers, the softness and beauty of Concubine He, the dignity and pride of Concubine Jing, and the passion and unrestrainedness of Hai Lanzhu.
But Jiang Yuebai's dance was different from them.

Her dance is not very difficult, but she is so devoted and selfless that she seems to be dancing with her life and telling her story through dance.

The combination of the soft dance and the powerful and elegant swordsmanship creates a soul-stirring, worldly tune.

She waved her long sleeves heartily, causing the billowing skirt to flow.The lotus petal red and off-white clothes on her body are like petals falling in the air, with a broken beauty in the splendor.

And while flying into the air and falling rapidly, he was filled with an awe-inspiring and overbearing momentum that made him bow down.

She seemed to be a god in the sky, looking down on the world.

Ordinary people would never dream of drinking with her, never dream of standing side by side with her, and never dream of sleeping with her.

Jiang Yuebai forgot about Li Beichen and Han Ziqian who were admiring her dance, forgot about the "Dancing in the Capital" exam, and even forgot about herself.

She just followed the rhythm of the music and danced from song to song.

In a trance, she saw the childish face and eyes full of tears in her previous life, the performance she performed in the last row of corners at the university's New Year's Eve party where she was disliked, and the pairs of ballet shoes that kept spinning.
Those pent-up emotions burst out.Scenes flashed by quickly and went out like fireworks.

With tears streaming down her cheeks, she closed her eyes and stopped thinking about it.

The music suddenly changed its style and became high-pitched and exciting, as if to challenge her.

She didn't open her eyes to see.

She poured out all her emotions, her fighting spirit, and her ideals to this high-pitched tune.

There does not have to be resentment in the palace.No matter what the circumstances, she strives to control her own destiny.

When she stopped, the tears on her face had disappeared, leaving only a bright smile.

Only then did he realize that the person playing the piano just now was actually the emperor.At this time, he was looking at himself with a smile.

She looked at him and he looked at her.

She smiled at him and he winked at her.

The system broadcast automatically started in my mind. [The fifth section of the "Dancing in the Capital" practical lesson of "My Beloved Concubine Training Manual" is based on the latest grading standards, and the grade is B.Please continue to work hard, little master! 】

Jiang Yuebai: Excuse me, how to improve the rating level?
[The little master can improve this score from the following three aspects: 1. Difficulty coefficient; 2. Number of spectators; 3. Costumes, props, makeup, etc. 】

Jiang Yuebai lamented that it was too difficult for him.The emperor is not satisfied enough. It seems that if he wants to get high marks, he can only find a way to show it at the Queen Mother's birthday banquet.

Han Ziqian took the opportunity to applaud and express his appreciation.He picked up the wine bottle, gestured to Jiang Yuebai, and took a drink by himself.

Jiang Yuebai slowly walked towards Li Beichen.

Li Beichen's men plucked the strings casually, matching Jiang Yuebai's footsteps.

Just like the Luo Shen Lingbo steps slightly, lotuses grow at every step.

When he arrived in front of Li Beichen, the music of the piano fell to the last beat, and their eyes met, and there were countless threads in the void.

The moon in the river is white and full of thanks.

Li Beichen stood up, took her warm hand, and walked towards the wine table.

And Han Ziqian was walking towards them with a graceful step, carrying a wine bottle.

Han Ziqian picked up the wine bottle and toasted Li Beichen, drank it by himself, and toasted Jiang Yuebai.

He casually combed his long hair that was as loose as a waterfall, and said goodbye swayingly on the grounds that he was too drunk.

The two palace maids wisely hid in the darkness.

Only the two of them were left.

The candlelight flickered, and after Li Beichen sat down, he pulled Jiang Yuebai into his arms.

She blushed with embarrassment and turned her head away, daring not to look at him.

He held her waist, clasped her waist, and tilted his head back slightly, "Feed me."

He stared at Jiang Yuebai, his eyes darkening.

Jiang Yuebai's heart was beating fast, she blinked her eyes, and she submissively picked up the wine bottle with both hands and put it to Li Beichen's mouth.

Li Beichen grabbed her soft hand, took a sip of wine from her hand with satisfaction, and stared at her with a smile.

She lowered her head, lowered her eyes, her face was flushed, and she was so shy that it made people feel excited.

I really want to be a fool in the same place.

Jiang Yuebai's dance was so sultry that he couldn't help but get excited. Previously, because of Han Ziqian's presence, he had been deliberately restraining his inner excitement and agitation.

At this time, the suppressed flames suddenly jumped higher and burned more vigorously.

There seemed to be a beast roaring and roaring in his chest.

He held her head, stretched out his hand, put it away from her cheek, and forced her to look at him.

"Look at me." The voice was a little low and hoarse.

Even though his face was straightened, Jiang Yuebai's eyes were looking elsewhere.

Many things can be done, and physical communication is possible, but she cannot do it if she is required to look into each other's eyes, exchange glances, and accept communication and tests from the depths of her soul.

Li Beichen's fingers gently rubbed Jiang Yuebai's red lips, "Jiaojiao, why don't you dare to look at me?"

Jiang Yuebai didn't know how to answer, so he simply closed his eyes, letting in only a little glimmer of light.

Li Beichen came closer and breathed into Jiang Yuebai's eyelids, "Are you also afraid of me? You teased me so wildly when we danced just now. I thought you were very brave."

Jiang Yuebai felt the hot wind blowing through her eyes, which made her eyelids itchy.

She didn't expect that the emperor would be as naughty as a child.If Dayou doesn't open her eyes and look at him immediately, she will continue to punish her like this.

Jiang Yuebai bit her lower lip and said softly, "The emperor seems to want to eat people."

The voice was soft and delicate, with a bit of grievance. These words were more sultry than the dance just now.

"I just want to eat you," Li Beichen couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed you.