Jing Yue blinked her eyes. He was eager to give it a try. Why did he have an ominous premonition.

"Since the Empress Dowager and the concubine want to have a look, the prince will not be stingy." He Lianxiu raised his voice and said that he should take Fu ruoqing's words and let Jing Yue play.

Jing Yue took he Lianxiu's hand as if she was writing. In fact, she turned her cheek and her lower lip moved to talk to him. She said that she wanted to dance on stage. When they looked at their intimate actions, their eyes looked slightly different.

After a short time, the sound of silk and bamboo around him suddenly quieted down, and everyone looked at the stage. He Lianxiu was also very busy. He didn't know what kind of dance Jing Yue would perform.

Light - Ying footsteps sounded, a fiery figure step by step onto the stage, a dress unchanged, hands more than a red silk gossamer, so quietly standing on the stage, surrounded by a silence, everyone stopped talking and focused on the stage.

The first sound of music, Jingyue slowly closed her eyes.

With the sound of music, Jing Yue's body moves with it. After years of martial arts training, she is soft and has no difficulty in this dance. But today, Jing Yue's dance is an ancient dance, which can be recognized by modern people here.

The dance that Jing Yue danced was the one that everyone had seen before.

At every turn, the music rises and falls indefinitely, leaps and turns tactfully. The red dress looks like a flame without any scruples. It rushes into the encirclement. The passionate music and the whirling action of swinging sleeves seem to be fighting hard to kill the enemy and break through the encirclement in order to win. When the music slows down, the battle is settled. The red dress slowly bends down and stops, and the music goes out.

There was silence in the hall for a long time.

"Good!" A sound of praise rang out, and everyone was shocked. Everyone's eyes fell on Jing Yue on the stage. Jing Yue slowly breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't dance for a long time. This dance was really bad, but fortunately, it made up for the defect of Jing Yue's dancing skills.

"What kind of dance is Miss Nalan doing?" Xiao Chen body side, Ning Xiangyuan is also obviously surprised by this section of dance, looking at Jing Yue slowly walking down from the stage, with a decent smile asked.

“……” Jing Yue silently looked at Ning Xiangyuan, walked back to her position without strabismus, and sat down beside he Lianxiu.

Ning Xiangyuan looks at Jing Yue and ignores her actions. Her face is stiff. This is the second time that Jing Yue has treated herself like this, which makes her lose her face. If Jing Yue knows what Ning Xiangyuan thinks, she really wants to cry out for injustice.

Now her role is a mute, OK!?

You talk to a mute, but also expect her to answer you, you are not joking!

"Empress dowager, this dance is called Lanling King's entering the battle. It's about a general breaking through the encirclement and winning the victory. It's a song and dance created by Yue er. I hope the Empress Dowager will like it." He Lianxiu turned his head and looked at the Empress Dowager who was sitting in a high position.

"Well, well Come on, give nalanyue the nine step hairpin of AI's family. " The Empress Dowager smiles and looks at Jing Yue. Her eyes are full of love. She waves and says.

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