Abandoned concubine auspicious

Chapter 293 Extraordinary
Seeing the cold scene, Qing Yan winked, and someone stood up during the banquet, and said with a smile: "Princess Pingle's maidservant is really talented, but maidservant is maidservant, master is master, maidservant's talent can be counted It’s not on the master’s head, if not, what’s the point of our Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party? It’s better to change it to the Maiden Appreciation Party.”

All the noble ladies echoed their voices, "That's right, Princess Pingle, you are now the first among the noble ladies of the Great Korea, representing the face of the Great Korea, you must not lose the face of the Ninth Prince."

Princess Qingyan looked at Wang Zhi'er with a sideways face, very embarrassed, "Princess Pingle, look, it's hard to get over everyone, why don't you represent the Great Korea, and I represent the Great Merchants, so let's just dance to the song "Great Grass on the Qingqing River" That's it."

Qingqing River on the Grass is the simplest dance music. Girls learn to dance, and this is what they learn for beginners. The dance steps are simple, but they are terrific, and they can make a scene anywhere.

Princess Qingyan thought of Wang Zhi'er so much, and she won praise from the noble ladies.

Wang Zhi'er sighed: "It seems that I won't be able to do it if I don't end up."

Princess Qingyan smiled and remained silent.

Finally, she was forced to end. She didn't know that the simpler the dance steps, the more she could show off her extraordinary dancing posture. She wanted to compare Wang Zhi'er to shame, and she would never be able to hold her head up again in Korea.

Bide her reputation among noble ladies is even worse than it is now.

The simplest dance steps are the ones with the easiest hands and feet. This kind of green riverside grass requires two people to exchange their steps quickly. If they slow down a little, they will fall bruised.

She wanted Wang Zhier to fall out of the level, so that all the noble girls in Korea will remember it deeply, and they will talk about it for a long time.

It would be even better if he could hit his face on the solid floor and get two bruises.

She glanced at Wang Qier, but no one knew that Wang Qier had approached her a long time ago in order to get the opportunity to enjoy the chrysanthemum feast.

Wang Qi'er came to the two of them, bowed to Princess Qingyan, and said: "Your Highness, Eldest Sister, the grass by the Qingqing River is a group of dancers, and there must be an accompanying dancer. Just now Eldest Sister asked her maid to accompany me Dance, I will throw a peach in return, and I will also dance with you, okay?"

How could Wang Zhier say no?
She looked so timid, as if she was afraid of offending herself.

If she said no, she would add another one to her notoriety, bullying her sister.

In fact, she didn't mind adding such a line, but in a blink of an eye, she saw that one of the group of musicians who accompanied her had a mole on her left eyebrow.

Fortunately, she knows how to dance the song "Grass on the Qingqing River". She has this dance method in her memory... Since she is not afraid of losing face, she can dance however she wants.

Because the grass dance on the Qingqing River was simple, the three of them didn't need to change their costumes, but their hands were stuffed with silk willow branches. When the music sounded, Wang Zhi'er jumped up with the two of them.

Qing Yan's dancing skills are really good, and she brought the softness of the dancing posture to the extreme.

At the first few steps, Wang Zhier felt a bit unfamiliar, but after a few more steps, she gradually became flexible, as if she was born to dance this dance, and she had practiced it thousands of times.

Wang Zhi'er suddenly understood that it wasn't that she could dance, but that the original body could dance. In order to get the approval of the people in the palace, she practiced this dance secretly by herself, and she did not know how many times she practiced it.

She seemed to hear the spirit lurking within her thanking her for the opportunity she would never have.

Wang Zhi'er thought, forget it, let's finish this dance, fulfilling her wish.

Qing Yan had investigated Wang Zhi'er earlier, and knew that she was not good at dancing, so at the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet today, she specially chose this simple song to make her feel ashamed, but she did not expect that, This dance, Wang Zhier danced so well.

She secretly exerted force on her feet several times, but Wang Zhi'er dodged her.

Seeing that the dance music was about to end, she became anxious, and as soon as she gestured to the musician, the music suddenly became hurried.

People walk with joy, and the pace under their feet is also hurried.

Qing Yan and Wang Qi'er outflanked, one stretched out his left foot, the other stretched out his right foot, and kicked at Wang Zhier's.

Wang Zhi'er has been cornered and has nowhere to retreat, and if she retreats, she will fall off the stage.

She heard the soul of the original body in her body trembling, panicking, pleading, why didn't she even let her finish the last dance?
They held willow branches in their hands, with gentle smiles and willow waists, but with poison in their eyes, they approached her step by step.

Everyone in the audience looked at Wang Zhi'er with funny eyes.

Wang Zhier will become the first noble woman to jump from the grass on the Qingqing River and fall off the high platform.

Of course Wang Zhi'er would not let them get what they wanted. Like many times when beating people in the past, she flexed her knuckles while dancing, and picked out the tenderest muscle of the two, ready to start beating.

With a flick of her eyes, she saw Qing Yan's leg kicking towards her, she dodged, dodged, curled her fingers, and under the cover of the wicker under her hand, she slapped Qing Yan blackly.

Qing Yan uttered a cry of surprise, and took a few steps back, his eyes revealed a look of astonishment, and suddenly, he fell backwards.

With a bang, the back of her head hit the wooden plank of the high platform, her whole body was stiff, but her face turned purple, and she gasped heavily.

Wang Qi'er screamed loudly, "Big sister, why are you pushing Princess Qingyan?"

Wang Zhi'er stared at her hand in amazement, why did she collapse before it touched her?

She screamed inwardly, and strode up, blocking Wang Qi'er's screams in her throat, "Third sister, do you want to die? If something happens to me, I will pull you back!"

Wang Qi'er was startled, and felt that her eyes were fixed on him like a wolf, which frightened him into a cold sweat. From the bottom of his heart, he wanted to call out a few more words, but he couldn't!
Seeing the sudden situation, the maids of the Great Shang Kingdom surrounded her from all directions, and some of them with martial arts jumped onto the high platform, supported Qing Yan, sniffed her, and said, "Hurry up and take the things that the princess usually wears." When the medicine comes, the princess suffers from the disease of wind loss and geta, someone from this temple must have brought medlar tree pollen!"

Fengshi Geta is an allergic disease, Princess Qingyan is allergic to wolfberry tree pollen?

Dashang's guards surrounded him from all sides and sealed the door of the hall.

A person who looked like a manager came out and bowed to the noble ladies in the hall, "This incident happened today and hurt the princess of this dynasty. I can only ask you to stay for a while, and don't let the murderer escape."

He also ordered the servant girl, "Notify Da Hanjun as soon as possible, something like this happened to my Princess Da Shang in Da Han, someone must have done it maliciously!"

A noble girl became indignant, and raised her voice: "Obviously the two sisters of the Wang family are the closest to her, and are the easiest to manipulate. Why should we take the blame for them together?"

"That's right, maybe it's because she ate something unclean that caused her illness, it's just an accident..."

(End of this chapter)