Chapter 20

Bai Feiyue's mind is full of twists and turns. Why is Yu chenze here? When did he leave the palace? Why did he leave the palace? Does Yu Qianxun know? Does the Empress Dowager know? What is the form of Chaozhong now?

After sipping her lips, she was smiling again.

The vermilion lightly opens: "so, then thank childe."

Bai Feiyue took yuchenze's folding fan, took the fan drawn by yunxiaoqi, then took off the gauze on her shoulder, and tied the handles of the two fans to one end of the gauze.

Chime bells are mostly used for sacrifice and other formal occasions. Most of the music they play is solemn and solemn. It is far fetched to cooperate with dance.

But what if we change the percussion?

Her hand stroked the string of wreaths around her neck, and she tugged hard, and there were two bright rubies. She bumped the weight, then her eyes brightened.

She walked to the center of the stage, opened the folding fan and made a "pop" sound. She didn't salute, but half covered her face with the folding fan. Her words were quiet: "little girl Fu Zijin, please remember."

If this is in Bianjing, no one does not know that Fu Zijin is already the queen of the dynasty, but this is in Huixiang city. And today, she Bai Feiyue will let this name, from here on, spread all over the Western Yuan Dynasty!

Her hand stretched out slowly, and two rubies were lying in the palm of her hand. People just didn't know what she was going to do. With a wave of her hand, the two rubies were spinning in the air at the same time. With the sound of "brush", the two fans were opened at the same time. The jade hand was gently lifted, and the fan slowly patted the gem. The gem was forced to fly to the chime. The clear and sweet sound was melodious in people's ears, and Bai Feiyue kept at her feet, Every move, as if dancing a hundred flowers in full bloom, foot fragrance.

For example, the petals of lotus flower tremble, the galloping and jumping of deer, and the stride of peacock.

The sound of the folding fan and the sound of the gemstone striking the chime bell have no sense of fusion, but they are extremely beautiful and harmonious.

A prelude floats by, white is not the moon, and the red lips are gently opened:

"Wine is a song, life is geometry! For example, the morning dew, to the day more bitter.

Generous and unforgettable. How to relieve worries? Only Dukang.

Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart. But for your sake, I have been pondering so far.

Yo yo deer, eat wild apple. I've got a guest. I've got a drum and a Sheng. "

The slightly hoarse voice combined with the thick and crisp music of the chime, as if it were natural. She danced with the low ebb of the song. Her feet were tiny, her body was light as a swallow, her arms were soft as if she were outstretched, her sleeves and robes were flying, and her red hair curled.

"It's as bright as the moon. When can I fix it? Worry comes from it.

More mo Du Qian, waste with each other. Qi Kuo talks about Chen and thinks of his old kindness.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south. Three turns around the tree, what can we do?

Mountains never tire of height, and seas never tire of depth. Zhou Gongtui, return to the world. "

Bai Feiyue looks at yuchenze, and yuchenze's mind is shocked - Duke Zhou spits out his breast and returns to his heart.

Bai Feiyue waved the gauze. As soon as the fan opened and closed with the wind, it touched the square and round place. She kept spinning and jumping. If she was spirit, if she was immortal, her momentum was compelling!

A spring moon in the sky opens the palace mirror and casts it on Bai Feiyue's whole body through the opened debris. In the moonlight, the woman gently raises her sleeve, lowers her eyebrows and chants, soothes her hands, and closes her fan.

The sound of music rings in my ears, and the folding fan in my hand is like throwing, opening, closing, twisting, and round, like flowing water.

If it is said that YunRuo dance is the daughter's charming boudoir sorrow, then Bai Feiyue seems to be drawing a magnificent river map!

The level of artistic conception is self-evident.

Under the corridor, she is always watching Bai Feiyue's YunRuo dance, her fingers clasping the wooden fence, her upper teeth biting her lower lip, and a nameless fire is burning in her heart. Finally, Bai Feiyue's bitch died! She thought that no one could match her dance music, but this Fu Zijin, she was so similar to that Slut's dance!

Blood was oozing from her lower lip, but for a moment she was smiling. Even if she's better than her, so what? Kui Lord is doomed to be only her, and this Fu Zijin, must die!

Yuchenze looks at Bai Feiyue deeply. He never knows that Fu Zijin is so versatile, but according to his information, Fu yungeng doesn't spend much effort on her at all, and her mother's Wang family has already abandoned her because of her early death. In such a difficult time, how did she grow up to be such a beautiful woman today?

When Bai Feiyue turns her eyes to him again, yuchenze's eyes naturally get a smile, and his lips move gently: "qingqingzijin, leisurely my heart."

Bai Feiyue's dancing steps stopped slightly, and she gave him a blank stare: this sentence in this poem doesn't mean that

Yu Chen Ze eyebrows a pick: how do you know what I mean?

Hooligans!

After a dance, Liufang building is silent.

Bai Feiyue catches the bouncing ruby with a fan and combines it with the fan.

Suddenly.

"Childe, return the fan to you."

A language falls, her hand is tiny a dint, the fan then throws in the air.

For a moment, Liufang building was in a mess, and everyone was competing for it. No matter where the original owner of the fan was.

Bai Feiyue, taking advantage of the competition, walks quickly to Longyu. She says in a soft voice, "where are the two old men Xu Yanshi and Ding Shiqian?"

Longyu pursed her lips, and then said, "in room one of Tianzi." Then she reached up and pointed to the west of the building.

Bai Feiyue winked at Yu chenze, and Yu chenze nodded. A moment later, Fulai led the two dark guards and left quietly.

Bai Feiyue looks at Longyu with a smile: "Miss Longyu, it's time to preside over the voting ceremony."

Longyu trembled all over, and then said calmly: "girl Zijin, all the people who voted this time have been bribed. They will never vote for you."

"What I want is that no one votes for me!"

Longyu doesn't know why. Her lips are slightly open. She just wants to say something more, but the next second she is escorted to the stage by Bai Feiyue.

Longyu stands beside Bai Feiyue and doesn't understand what she means. Doesn't she know that this competition is to kill her?

After a moment of silence, she gathered her mind, looked at the spectators who were still fighting for fans under the stage, and said, "ladies and gentlemen! At this moment, we are about to enter the voting process! Please be quiet for a moment! Wait for the result

After all, Longyu was the leader of the last term, and his words had a certain deterrent power. For a moment, people stopped.

One hundred spectators had already been waiting for them, and 20 contestants including Bai Feiyue also stood in line on the challenge arena.

YunRuo dance stands beside her but doesn't look at her, as if she doesn't exist. Cloud if dance stand straight, white non month is soft and boneless, slant to lean on Long Yu's body, holding Yu Chen Ze's fan on the hand, gently shake.

Longyu is rather embarrassed, but she doesn't push Bai Feiyue away.

Cloud if dance frown, suddenly and stretch open. Fu Zijin, I hope you can keep calm later.

At the end of the voting, long Yu began to sing. She took a look at Bai Feiyue. Bai Feiyue was also very cooperative and straightened her body. Then she laughed at her: "I hope you don't read my name."

Long Yu paused and then said, "you will get what you want."

This competition was originally a trap dug for her. Originally, the singer competition would be held another month later, so before receiving the notice that "the singer competition will be held in advance", no contestant was really ready except YunRuo dance. Therefore, Yu Qianxun seemed to have no doubt that YunRuo dance could win the first place, because YunRuo dance was a perfect dancer, A natural singer, let alone a warrior of heaven, has deep internal power. Besides, he specially chose the chime for Zijin. There are few women playing the chime, and they are single. It's too difficult for a woman who has no internal power. However, he never thought that this Fu Zijin was not a beautiful woman. Besides her beauty, she also has a terrible mind. She can use her strength, Use external force to play, use their own beauty to make everyone crazy.

Long Yu thinks, perhaps, the result will be different.

The singing process went smoothly, which she expected.

YunRuo dances for 90 votes, while the other 10 votes are for other singers. In short, Bai Feiyue has no chance.

Longyu looked at the result of the singing, and after a moment of silence, she said in a deep voice: "YunRuo girl has become the leader of our 14th singer contest! Congratulations

If Bai Feiyue had a smile on her lips, the next second, her eyes were filled with tears. There was no crying, no sobbing, just tears quietly.

Yu Chen Ze is about to run past, knowing that she is deliberately, but his heart is still shaking.

All sounds are quiet. Everyone subconsciously looks at Bai Feiyue, but the beauty is speechless. Only the tears are rolling, so pale, as if she were destroyed in an instant.

"Not fair! Who voted for it! Come again! The chief should belong to Miss Fu Zijin

"Yes! This cloud dance is nothing! Can she compare with Miss Fu Zijin? "

"Two people are not on the same level at all! Someone must have done something

"Yes! We don't accept it! We support Miss Fu Zijin! "

"Where is Yu Shiqian! Explain to us! Is this the result of your manipulation behind the scenes? "

"Yu Shiqian! Is this damned girl your mistress

Such language emerge in endlessly, cloud if dance white a pretty face, white non month's face is hidden in the dark, people can't see clearly, only to see one drop after another of tears, slowly dripping from her chin, in front of her feet into a pool.

Because of the openness of Huixiang city's folk customs and the richness of its territory, there are many rich people, so they are not very afraid of the powerful. At the moment, everyone is clamoring for Yu Shiqian to come out to do justice, and the scene is a little out of control.

Some people even began to throw eggs, tomatoes, rotten leaves on the stage

"Kill these damned women! If you can't do it in the front, you can do it in the dark! What the hell

"Yes! Kill them

To be sure, if Bai Feiyue is only one or two votes less than YunRuo dance, maybe the spectators will not be so excited. After all, everyone has different aesthetic and vision. But it is because Bai Feiyue's performance is so exquisite and beautiful that she does not have a vote, which arouses public anger.