The concubine is not easy to mess with: The prince chases his wife at the crematorium

Chapter 131 Why not open a dyeing shop for her?

Shen Qinghuan still remembers that in order to force herself to exercise, she spent a lot of money to hire a private dance teacher, who would force her to dance for at least one to two hours every day.

The dance she learned was customized for her based on her physical condition that day.

If you have a lot of physical activity that day, you can learn ethnic dance or ancient style dance.

If you are immobile for a long time, you can learn jazz or hip-hop that requires more exercise.

Therefore, even though she has no dancing talent, no choreography, and no ordinary music, she has persisted for several years and learned a lot. In addition, she has a very good memory. She has almost a photographic memory in medicine, but in other aspects It's not great, but it's not bad either.

Therefore, it is quite easy to choose a dance that you have learned before and can almost match the music performed by the talented Qin Kexin.

Because she was going to dance, the veil was fixed with the pearl hair ornament on her head and tied behind her ears. Even if she danced, it would not fall off easily.

Shen Qinghuan's dance shocked the entire palace banquet.

"This... what kind of dance is Princess Ting dancing? Southern dance?"

"Probably not, but...she dances very well!"

"Yes, they say she is a waste. She has never been taught by anyone since she was a child. But this dance skill does not seem to be taught by anyone. The rotation and stretching postures are better than those of Miss Qin, who has a good reputation and has practiced hard. It’s worse than anything else…”

Having said this, I regretted it again and looked at Qin Kexin and Xiao Yunqing on the high platform with a guilty conscience.

Xiao Yunqing looked sideways, looked at Qin Kexin with a smile, held her hand, and said with a smile: "Kexin, in my heart, no one's dancing is more moving than yours."

Although he said this, his eyes still looked at Shen Qinghuan involuntarily.

Qin Kexin felt the warmth of that big hand, but saw the pair of eyes that were not looking at him, and the gentle and soft beautiful eyes lowered his eyes unconsciously.

Shen Qinghuan's dance continued. She picked up a jar and thought about throwing a piece of the screen over it.

In an instant, the pure white screen was instantly dyed rich blue.

This move instantly shocked everyone: "What is Princess Ting going to do?"

"I do not know either?"

"She wants to dye the screen? But what's the ornamental value of dyeing it? Why not just dance?" "Yes, the future princess of the Qing Dynasty writes on the screen, that's elegant. What does she think? It's simply It’s so vulgar that even dancing is boring.”

Xiao Yunqi looked at this scene and laughed loudly without caring: "Brother Six, Brother Six, does your future princess want to tell you that she can also dye cloth? In the future, why don't you open a room for her? How about the dyeing workshop? When you go out on behalf of Dongling, your life will surely be as colorful as your dyeing workshop!"

The emperor's face on the high platform also became very ugly.

What is Shen Qinghuan doing? Her dancing is not bad. If she only dances, he can praise her loudly, but what should he say if she does something like this?Boldly say that she dyed the screen very creatively?Make everyone laugh?

Xiao Yunting frowned slightly as he looked at Shen Qinghuan, who was still relaxed and unhurried on the stage.

For some reason, he had a feeling that everything Shen Qinghuan did was planned by her.

Shen Qinghuan continued this dance, and the paint splashed more and more neatly every time. When he saw that it was almost done, he picked up the special pen on the ground with both hands and started to move it.

As for splash-ink painting, she has also learned a little bit. Although she is not a master in modern times, she is more than enough to coax these ancients, not to mention that she also hides mysteries in this screen.

As her movements progressed, someone finally saw the clue: "Princess Ting, Princess Ting, she is painting!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's previous disdain gradually turned into surprise. From surprise, they slowly focused on Shen Qinghuan's hand holding the paintbrush.

Indeed, the area where the paint had just been splashed slowly began to take shape, and finally a painting gradually formed during Shen Qinghuan's dance.Moreover, this was not completed one by one, but eight paintings were completed almost at the same time.

As the last tune ended, Shen Qinghuan finally completed the last stroke, and with a spin, he came to the center of the high platform, settled in the center, and assumed a specific ending posture.

For a moment, even though no one was looking, they didn't know where to turn.

Should it be placed on Shen Qinghuan after the dance, or on the eight paintings she completed at the same time.

Several palace maids followed Shen Qinghuan's instructions before the dance and set up the eight screens to face everyone.

Eight paintings were presented on the eight plain white screens. Each painting was colorful and eye-catching.

From left to right, there are plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, peony, peony, crabapple, rose...each one is lifelike.

(End of this chapter)