Wangmen Xianfei

Chapter 127

Jun Feiyu on the second row watched, wanted to keep up but couldn't, so she grabbed Luo Yu's palm and said anxiously: "Luo Yu, sister Qingli, is sister Qingli okay?"

Luo Yu shook her head silently, smiled and comforted her: "No, since Miss dares to do it, she must be responsible for me." Even if something happened to Mu Qingli, I'm afraid he will solve it for her.Thinking about it, Luo Yu couldn't help looking at the back of Jun Rongjue in front of him.

Jun Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the words, her heart was still nervous, but she could only tightly hold onto Luo Yu's palm.

Seeing Mu Qingli's departure, all the dignitaries present were also thinking about it. This full moon banquet was really tense.I don't know what she is going to prepare?Everything needed for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is available in the palace with a single order, but she wants to leave, maybe it's for dancing?Is it for the dance clothes or to discuss with others?

Yizhuxiang is not long or short, but it is too harsh to complete all the five unique skills of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and dancing.Everyone knows that these five stunts take time to complete, and a good painting and a good poem need more time to fill in. If you calculate it this way, you need to calculate time even more than talent, and you can't lose time just because of one of them. do other.

A stick of incense was lit on the censer, and Bei Yaoqin had placed the Four Treasures of the Study in front of her.

She has already prepared the chess game and poems, and the time spent on talking is just arranging and writing, and the painting, this painting should not be too complicated, just be easy and win Mu Qingli.

The dignitaries below all waited quietly until Mu Qingli returned to his seat again. The Bei Yaoqin on the stage had already completed the three chess, calligraphy and painting, and was playing a guqin piece.The melody is mysterious and mysterious, full of inexplicable admiration, really wonderful.Many powerful men below couldn't help but twitched their mouths slightly, with admiration in their eyes.

However, at this moment, her stick of incense was only half burnt.

Mu Qingli leaned back on the chair, looking at Bei Yaoqin on the stage with indifferent eyes. The four people behind her, Chun Xiaqiu Dong, were not there.The palm was once again held in the palm of a pair of slightly cold hands, Mu Qingli's eyes fluctuated, and he looked sideways at Jun Rongjuan, narrowing his eyes and smiling slyly: "How do you feel?"

Jun Rongjue smiled and said, "It's incomparable to your playing."

Over the years, he has listened to the tunes she played by herself, and he knows her chess skills as well as her chess skills. The dancing skills are as peerless as the rumors say. Although he doesn't know about calligraphy and painting, but with the first three, it is enough to win.

Mu Qingli also smiled slightly, when Luo Yu suddenly came to her side, bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "Miss, the Ninth Princess asked the slaves to come and ask, Miss...will you win?" He had just finished speaking , immediately left her ear, and silently glanced at Jun Rongjue.

Mu Qingli looked at him sideways, nodded and said with a faint smile, "Of course."

Luo Yu nodded and got the words, then retreated, returned to Jun Feiyu's side, and told her the original words.

"Ding..." The sound of the qin disappeared, and Bei Yaoqin's qin music officially ended. At this time, the incense was just half burned.

"Papa papa..." There was a burst of applause from the audience. At this moment, even though the competition was full of gunpowder and the loser would be punished horribly, they applauded sincerely.

Bei Yaoqin raised her lips and smiled, her eyes were completely calm, and her usual self-confidence was restored.With a gesture of the hand, the Guqin on the low couch was taken away by the palace lady, and "Boom, Boom, Boom..." suddenly sounded in the ears, the sound of copper, and all kinds of pleasant music sounded.

Standing on the stage, Bei Yaoqin stretched out her slender hand and took off the agate jade hairpin that tied her hair. A head of black hair immediately poured down and scattered around her waist.The white skirt of the moon, the beauty under the moon, the cheeks are phoenix, touching the heart.

All the nobles know that she is going to dance.At this moment, everyone was attentive and attracted by her beauty.

Bei Haoyang took a sip of the fine wine while holding the cup and curling his lips, his eyes also flashed with appreciation and confidence.The Moon God Dance, the Moon God Dance of the Northern Kingdom, there are only a few people who can dance this dance in the entire history of the Northern Kingdom, and all of them have been included in the imperial palace. Up to the present generation, only Bei Yaoqin can dance. This is her in the past two years The result of constant hard work.

Luna Dance, how many men are not moved by it?
"Boom boom boom... boom boom..." The music seemed to ring in my heart, and the Beiyaoqin on the stage began to dance.

Her dance is like walking on the moon, her long hair is fluttering like the moon shining brightly.She was jumping, and every time she jumped, she seemed to be stepping on the hearts of everyone, but she looked soft and ethereal, her whole body was like clouds and fog, floating in mid-air without any weight.

The moon is in the sky, people are dancing, and the moonlight seems to condense on her alone, pure and holy.

nice!beautiful!

Until she stopped dancing, everyone still hadn't recovered.

Mu Qingli couldn't help admiring that the dance was really beautiful, and Bei Yaoqin also jumped out of the essence of it, but unfortunately... Seeing Bei Yaoqin's provocative and sinister gaze towards him, Mu Qingli twitched the corner of her mouth.

"Papa..." I don't know who was the first to applaud, and then the applause resounded through the banquet, which could not be subdued for a long time.

Yan Hanyan praised: "This is the moon god of the Northern Kingdom Dance. In today's world, only Qin'er can dance. It is our blessing to be able to watch this dance today."

Bei Yaoqin's forehead was still filled with sweat, she gave a slight salute to Yan Hanyan, and said with a smile: "The queen is praising Miu." Following everyone's fiery eyes, she followed the maid to help her down the martial stage, and was about to arrive at Mu Qingli's room. On the side, smiled slightly: "Crown Princess, it's your turn."

Princess, it's your turn...

With a faint sound, everyone felt the smile on her face and the strong confidence in her words.However, they had no doubts about Bei Yaoqin's confidence. With such a dance, how could Mu Qingli win?
Mu Qingli looked at her and smiled with disdain, and stopped looking at her the next moment, stood up and turned to Jun Rongjue with a pretty smile and said, "Jue, see clearly."

"Okay." Jun Rongjue nodded lightly, but his eyes could not be satisfied with other focus.What would her gift be, a gift that could make her care so much and be given to her?
On the stage, four people appeared in spring, summer, autumn and winter. They put pots of dyes like dyes on the tables around them, the chessboard was placed on the right side, Lianxia held the piano in her hand, and there were ten wooden frames around them. Chrysanthemum drum.

(End of this chapter)