Chapter 75

That feeling came again, as if a punch on the cotton, Ouyang Mengyu said angrily: "come on, yuzisu, you can't regret it!" The steps on her head were staggering, reflecting the cold light in the sun.

Yu zisu stood there quietly, unmoved.

Ouyang Mengyu came to Jingguo to get married. He knew that Jingguo's annual flower banquet was an excellent opportunity, so he prepared it very carefully.

She was dressed in a bright red dress, which was different from Yu Wanrou's elegance and gentleness. She was cool and arrogant, like a princess, proud and dismissive of ordinary people.

I saw her body turned, the whole person leaned back, the red dance dress in the air played a spin, and then as if the Phoenix wings in general, wings to fly.

Wen Shuhua is standing beside Yu zisu. From hearing the music of the dance, something is wrong. Then she sees the dance, and it's even more wrong. She looks at Yu zisu with a light face and thinks about it. She still tells Yu zisu what she knows.

"Zisu, this is the ancient famous song" Jinghong ". This song is very rare, and few people in the world know this dance, and few people know this dance. Princess Yangxi dances so skillfully, I'm afraid she has already understood this dance."

"Jinghong?" Yu zisu is light pick eyebrow, eyes show a few wisps of thinking, in the end is a coincidence, or in the dark, everything has long been doomed? This name, she had heard of at first, and the person who created this song is a legend of the secret service in the 21st century, leaving only a code name red demon.

"Yes, this song has a long history..."

It is said that the creator of this song is fengmuling, the female emperor of Dongqi kingdom in ancient China. Because of this dance, the four countries were shocked. This dance was also popular for a while, but it was banned for no reason.

And this dance, also slowly lost, did not expect that this Yangxi princess can actually learn this dance.

Yu zisu gave a faint smile. She thought, maybe this time, Ouyang Mengyu will turn pale, because this is not the real Jinghong dance at all, because the real Jinghong dance uses water sleeves, rather than the sleeves that are similar to the wide sleeves of Hanfu.

And what she plans to dance is really the old red demon. She adapts the Jinghong dance and makes the dance clothes, which are water sleeves and ribbons.

Yu zisu comforted: "it's OK. Just sit on it and see how I won her."

"Good." Although Wen Shuhua is generous and elegant, it doesn't mean she is a bad person. She still has a clear division of what people do.

For example, this princess Yangxi is not a good stubble at first sight, so she will not foolishly persuade Yu zisu to let her go. She felt that Yu zisu, a friend, was worth making.

After the dance, Ouyang Mengyu turned her red skirt and saluted: "Your Majesty, madam, with this dance, Yang Xi wishes you all the best!"

Although there is still some instability in the air, this dance, with its unique dance posture, is also an eye opener for everyone. I can't help praising Ouyang Mengyu in twos and threes.

"Good, good!" The empress took a look at Yu zisu and took the lead in praising: "Yangxi really deserves to be a good Princess of Dongling kingdom. This dance is really beautiful! The movement is skilled, the posture is graceful, visible Yang Xi is also bothered

"Yes, Princess Yangxi's dance is really beautiful!" Ningxia rainway.

Although Princess Linze can't stand the fact that Princess Yangxi grabs the limelight like this, her mother told her the importance of Princess Yangxi when she attended the flower banquet and asked her not to provoke Princess Yangxi.

So although Princess Linze was very dissatisfied with the compliment, she still had nothing.

"Yang Xi has a heart." Jingdi is just a light way, people can not see what mind.

The great prince said at night: "Princess Yangxi is really versatile!"

Yu Wanrou suddenly stood up and said, "the dance of Princess Yangxi should be the ancient song Jinghong, right?" It's nothing to have Jinghong. After all, as long as the melody is remembered, it can always be handed down, but the dance is different.

Dance has high requirements for memory, strength and practice of learning dance. "Jinghong" dance is not so simple to be handed down.

So when Yu Wanrou said this, everyone's color changed. This is the ancient song Jinghong, but I just can't have a good look

"How do you know?" Ouyang Mengyu picks an eyebrow and looks at Yu Wanrou with a proud air way.

It is said that the enemy of the enemy is a friend. Although Yu Wanrou hides well, how can a woman like Ouyang Mengyu who came out of the palace and survived not see her jealousy and resentment towards Yu zisu.

It is said that the enemy of the enemy is a friend. If you are reliable with Yu Wanrou, you may have a chance to cooperate in the future.

"My daughter is just a little bit of a dance researcher." Yu Wanrou said in a soft voice, and her gentle appearance was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Lotus imperial concubine, sitting in the seat of emperor Jing, covered her mouth with a smile and said, "rou'er is still so modest. It's clear that she has studied this dance hard. Even my aunt is ashamed of herself. She said that she has studied it a bit."

Although there was some reprimand in the words, there was no reprimand on her face. On the contrary, she was happy and proud. Obviously, she was telling everyone that Yu Wanrou was versatile and paving the way for her.

In lianfei's opinion, in fact, compared with Lianyi, she hopes Yu Wanrou can marry yechongxu.

For nothing else, just because Mrs. Lian is her own sister, no matter what, she will not betray her. It's not that even the lotus princess will be given up for her own benefit one day.

Yu Wanrou said with a soft smile: "let my aunt laugh."

Yu zisu looks at these people endlessly, and is quite helpless. Now everyone is attracted by Yu Wanrou's Jinghong, and discusses the Jinghong dance. How can he go on?

"Yes, this is Jinghong dance!" Ouyang Mengyu raised her chin high on the floor. Her red dress was full of publicity and enthusiasm, which made her a little sour and mean. However, it was obvious that she didn't notice it at all. Instead, she was provocative and looked at Yu zisu.

"Keke..." emperor Jing coughed twice. Sure enough, all the people in Baihua were quiet. Emperor Jing said, "here is Miss Yu."

Yu zisu saw Yu Wanrou's sarcastic eyes, Prime Minister Yu's disapproval but didn't say anything, and even his wife's sarcastic smile. Suddenly, a sense of evil interest filled his heart.

Now that we plan to make a high profile today, let's make a high profile to the end and wash away our name of waste completely! She is Yu zisu, and she has never been good at it!

The feeling of being called waste all day long is really uncomfortable!

Yu zisu stood up, dressed in blue and plain clothes, very cool in the sun. She nodded to Emperor Jing, slightly frivolous, but emperor Jing was not dissatisfied. This woman is worth appreciating!

"Boom..."

Different from Ouyang Mengyu's melodies, which are graceful, elegant and exquisite, Yu zisu's melodies are as noisy as a battlefield from the very beginning. To everyone's surprise, Yu zisu's melodies have already sounded, but Yu zisu hasn't moved yet.

The sound of Pipa quickly followed the sound of guzheng, and a group of maids came out of nowhere. They put the vertical drum, which was refitted from the big drum in the palace, firmly on the ground.

"Zheng..." a light tone, ten years of claws, this piano sound, like a spring in the surging sound, the clear sound burst out in an instant, like an eagle wings flying.

Just when people are addicted to the music, Yu zisu moves.

If you don't move, you will be surprised.

The blue silk tapestry flicked down from his hand. I don't know what kind of strength was used to make the silk tapestry flutter steadily in the air. Yu zisu slipped down from his seat with silk tapestry.

I'm in blue clothes. I'm the most beautiful!

When the wind blows, clothes flutter!

As soon as Yu zisu's body turned, he fell to the ground in the eyes of the people. His waist was as soft as a willow branch. He bent back. His long water sleeves were raised high and hit the high drum in an instant!

"Boom..."

Body a turn, green clothes against the wind rotation, and is a long sleeve raised, falling, again hit on the drum.

As if across the boundless horizon, drum excited high spirited, with the battle of anger and pride, rather than gentle, boring.

In the eyes of all the people, Yu zisu danced again, her steps spinning like butterflies, elegant, cold and uninhibited.

The long sleeves are thrown out again, and with the sound of the lute and the lute, they come across the mountains and rivers with a hasty and depressed soul.

Since the time when Yu zisu fell from his seat like a nine day Xuan girl, everyone had been in a daze, but when he heard the ancient voice, he couldn't help getting drunk.

This is a sound of troubled times, this is an inspiring song.

The sound of drums, zither and Pipa is so loud that it is more hasty, colder and majestic.

Different from Ouyang Mengyu's lofty dance, Yu zisu's dance is full of atmosphere and vicissitudes, but with the Holy Spirit of never tolerating being desecrated.

Ye Xiuming looks at the person who is intoxicated in the dance, and he can't help but be stunned. Su'er is a little strange. Su'er, how much is there that he doesn't know?

When the dance finally stopped, people were still immersed in the sound of drums just now, as if they could still see the magnificent and strange dance with grand momentum and compelling feeling.

Vicissitudes, but not suppressed.

Even Yu Wanrou and Ningxia Yu, who wanted to find fault, couldn't speak for a long time. Ouyang Mengyu deeply felt Yu zisu's deep attainments in dance.

For a moment, all of you here were indulging in it and had no words.

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