Chapter 180

"The emperor's elder brother should not say it too early. The clothes of the flower god come from the embroidery room. They are beautiful and look like this on everyone. People depend on clothes and horses depend on saddles. The most important part of the flower god is in the back."

Gnashing her teeth and staring at fengqingyao, Feng Yanning gets up and says this to Feng Tianchen. She is not willing to.

But at the thought of her, no matter what kind of holy flower she prepared, she was less jealous than her own Epiphyllum.

Hearing her words, Feng Tianchen frowned and knew the meaning of her words. He didn't say anything, but his eyes were slightly heavy, staring at fengqingyao on the sedan chair.

"You and I can see the appearance of the princess. It's extraordinary. Although people rely on clothes, if Princess Ling wears the same clothes as the princess, which one is better, I believe the princess should know."

It was Changming under the Empress Dowager's seat who spoke. With a sneer, a cold light came over his eyes. His voice was so cold that Feng Yanning had nothing to say.

Seeing that Feng Yanning was depressed, the Empress Dowager and Changming also looked at each other with a smile and looked at Changming beside them with satisfaction. Fengqingyao was the person they valued. How could they tolerate others' slander.

When Feng Yanning heard this, she couldn't breathe. She snorted and looked at Ouyang Xue beside her. Ouyang Xue's eyes were always on Feng Xuan beside the sedan chair. Her eyes showed some friendship.

"What's the point of being good-looking? If she can't dance the sacrificial dance for a while, she will lose her face. After half a month's hard work at home, I don't know if it has any effect. " Feng Yanning snorts coldly. She has never heard of Feng Qingyao's excellent dancing style. She doesn't believe that anyone can dance well in half a month.

As we all know, Feng Yanning practiced hard eight years ago for the flower god ceremony. Looking at the capital, if she dares to be the second, no one can be the first.

There was silence on the high platform. People all focused on fengqingyao. When she walked to the altar, she got off the sedan chair slowly and walked to the altar step by step. With the sound of drums, she was ready to dance.

Under the sun, the red skirt swings with the wind, and the white dots float up and down. With the quiet music playing, Fengqing Yao's waist swings with the wind, and the beautiful dance steps are completed in one go.

At the climax of the dance, fengqingyao's water sleeves swing and her feet spin. The red sleeves move with her body, like a red lotus, blooming with the breeze, and the petals tremble, just like a red lotus in full bloom.

The most surprising thing is not this. The music is more and more exciting. Fengqingyao steps up from the altar, and has lotus at her feet. She steps on the void, and performs delicate lightness skills to fly like a real fairy. She can swim freely in the air.

At the end of the dance, all the people on the scene opened their eyes as if they had been blocked by some magic. Looking at fengqingyao, they seemed to see the real gods, one by one, bending down to the ground and shouting for the protection of the gods.

But in Feng Xuanyi's eyes, although her dance was beautiful, it was not as beautiful as the one under the peach tree that day. Her voice still lingered in her ears. She said that the dance was only for the beloved.

Feng Tianchen, who is on the top of the high position, has never appreciated such graceful dance steps in his life. Until the end of the song, his mind has not recovered. Listening to the people shouting, he claps his hands on the armrest.

Laugh, "good, good, this dance should only be in the sky, good dance!"

As soon as Feng Tianchen opened his golden mouth, no one dared to refute him. Moreover, Feng Qingyao's dancing steps are so strange that no one can compare them. Raoshi Feng Yanning has been practicing hard for many years. How can his conformist posture be compared with that of such an immortal.

"Princess Ling's dancing is outstanding. If she used to be the first princess in the capital, now she's going to abdicate." Chang Ming chuckles and appreciates Feng Qingyao's beautiful dance steps, which finally makes Feng Yanning feel depressed.

Without waiting for Feng Yanning to speak, Feng Tianchen nodded in admiration and said, "the dancing posture of Huang Sao should be the head of Feng shangguo."

Only one word is enough to make Fengqing Yao famous all over the world.

Ouyang Xue saw the dance, and her heart also admired it. She thought that Fengqing Yao, like her, only loved swords and guns, and despised Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. Now when she danced, she knew how far apart they were.

Feng Xuan is such a person. I'm afraid only Feng Qing Yao can match him. It's just the joy when he was young. He doesn't want to put it down.

As she came down from the altar, fengqingyao held a red sandalwood box with holy flowers in it. Step by step, she came up to the high platform and stood in the center to worship the emperor Yingying.

"Blessed emperor, this flower is my holy one. May the gods be happy and protect the prosperity of our country." The voice of Fengqing Yao is clear and smart, as if it can go up to the sky through thousands of miles.

Closer, looking at her amazing appearance, Feng Tianchen is itching. How ever, he didn't find Feng Qingyao such a wonderful person.

Feeling the greedy eyes, Feng Qingyao frowned a little, and a touch of coolness flashed in her eyes. She opened the box in her hand and took out the colorful lotus.

Lotus into five colors, very changeable, but also scattered a faint fragrance, refreshing. Tianshan lotus is rare. No one has ever seen this colorful lotus. It's not a Epiphyllum that can be seen at any time."Is this..." Feng Tianchen looked at the lotus, longan opened a little, his hands holding the handrail trembling.

Seeing this, Fengqing Yao nodded and said yes, with her face as usual, "return to the emperor, this flower is the multicolored lotus. According to ancient books, the multicolored lotus is blessed by the common people. If you get it, you can ensure the prosperity of the country. I saw this flower last night when I was in a dream. I saw an old man with white beard give it away. When I wake up today, I see this flower blooming on my bed. "

It's a ridiculous word. It's from her.

Then a little more credibility, Feng Tianchen smell speech, dragon heart big Yue, "good, good, I'm still the country's rivers and mountains, really God's protection, you do well, I want to give you a good reward!"

"It's the emperor's contribution to uphold the country's prosperity. It's not a single flower that can control it. I dare not take credit for it." Feng Qingyao said in a low voice.

Fengtianchen to reward, naturally there is no reason not to reward, looking at not proud fengqingyao, said with a smile: "what you want, I will satisfy you."

Hearing the speech, fengqingyao no longer refused. She knelt down on the ground and said in a right voice, "I only want the prime minister's office to be honored."

As soon as the words came out, all the people on the scene took a cold breath and made a sweat for Feng Qingyao. I'm afraid it's not fatal to speak so frankly.

But Feng Tianchen on the seat didn't get angry, on the contrary, he was smiling.