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A soft voice rang out from the Blossom Soul Palace.

When everyone looked over, they were all shocked. Wasn't this the woman from earlier? Coincidentally, they were still searching for where this woman had gone. So she was actually here.

His Majesty watched her unblinkingly as she approached step by step, kneeling down in salute.

"Tell me, if she can't be a crown, then who could it be?" His Majesty pointed at Su Qing and asked.

Luo Shang's indifferent eyes did not blink once, nor did she show the slightest fear. She was extremely cold. She was simply a cold beauty. You can only look at it from a distance, but not be impudent.

Her unperturbed gaze fell upon the man sitting on the high platform in the great hall.

"I …"

No matter what, they couldn't let Su Qing become the champion. The person Su Qing really wanted to kill was...

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat for her. A little girl like her dared to point His Majesty in the face? Truly admirable.

However, there was no lack of small talk about this.

"Oh my god, is this woman crazy?"

"That's right, I'm losing my life." "How dare you criticize your royal brother?"

Young Lord looked at Leng Mufei, and pulled his clothes. He whispered, "Big brother, what's wrong with big sister fairy?"

Leng Mufei did not speak, he stared at Luo Shang, his eyes was filled with complex emotions.

"How dare you!" His Majesty may have been indecent, lustful, and lecherous, but he was still the ruler of a generation. How could he allow an ordinary girl to question him in public?

Luo Shang raised both his hands, and slowly placed them next to her ears, neither fast nor slow, and her movements were skilled and elegant as she took off her veil.

When the veil landed on the ground, it lightly landed at her feet. Everyone was shocked by the beauty of the woman, she was definitely the second person in the world to have such a face.

Her eyebrows were faintly discernible. She seemed to be annoyed, yet also happy. She had a delicate and exquisite nose that did not touch the cherry lips. Her skin was creamy and her cheeks were rosy. Eyes contain autumn water microwave, as in the fog to see flowers, water to look at the moon.

Her face was clear and beautiful, but every now and then, she would reveal the charm of a woman. Her graceful appearance was like that of a direct descendant, her extraordinarily beautiful face like that of a fairy that had descended into the mortal world, causing the other men to suddenly lose their souls.

"Meh …" "A fairy!" His Majesty couldn't help but sigh in admiration before flopping back.

Luo Shang rolled up her sleeves and said, "This servant is willing to dance a tune to avoid hurting our harmony. "What do you think, your majesty?"

"Good, good, good!" His Majesty had long been captivated by Luo Shang and didn't have the heart to listen to what she had to say. She only wanted to get the beauty back as soon as possible.

With such a beauty in his heart, whatever Wu Zhou, rivers, mountains, or Prince Jin, he did not put them in his eyes at all.

"What are you all waiting for? Hurry up and play the music again!" His Majesty roared at the musician at his side.

"Wait!"

His familiar voice came from the high platform, intimidating and cold.

Luo Shang raised her head and looked at him. The man's face was deeply contoured, as if she had been cut by a knife. From her angle, she could clearly see his straight nose bridge and slightly raised nose tip. Her two eyebrows were as thick as ink that could not be drawn.

His face was like jade, but he had a pair of black eyes like stars in the night sky. His tall and straight nose gave off a masculine air.

His face was cold and proud, and his eyes were like cold stars in the night sky. He looked gentle and calm, but it made people feel cold all the time.

Leng Shaoyu stared at Luo Shang, his eyes half closed. Who do you think you are to act so boldly? "

He didn't let her enter the backyard to fight for the crown!

Initially, he only wanted her to appear on the royal palace's stage while holding the title of a dancer. He wanted to use this to humiliate her and let her see his identity so that this woman would know what to do and who was her god!

Just as the ball began, she disappeared. Who would have thought that she would want to become a crown so much?

That damnable woman, did she really want to become an imperial concubine that badly?

"Since the emperor has already agreed to this slave's request, there's no need for Prince Jin to speak any further. Could it be that the Prince Jin wants to surpass the authority of the Emperor? " Luo Shang said each word, but she did not realize how angry the man on the stage was.

"How dare you!" Mo Yun shouted angrily.

Leng Shaoyu looked at her with an ice-cold face. His deep eyes made it difficult for people to guess what he was thinking.

His Majesty swallowed her saliva, afraid that the Prince Jin would be angered. If this Prince Jin was angered, forget about the soul of the flower, even her own throne wouldn't be preserved.

"Cough cough …" That, play … "Music." His Majesty looked carefully at Prince Jin's expression and stammered.

"I don't need music." This sentence was yet another shock.

His Majesty looked at the Prince Jin again. Seeing that he had neither spoken nor made any expression, she said, "This …" "An official performance."

No music, no noise. The thoughts in his mind were a thousand years old.

This was what Su Qing had taught her.

Su Qing looked at her ordinary dancing posture and let out a cold sneer.

From the moment Luo Shang entered the backyard, her dancing had always been taught by Su Qing. Since ancient times, no disciple had ever defeated her master.

But, what made Su Qing, the dancers in her courtyard, unable to predict …

Luo Shang's body also danced faster and faster, her jade-like hands were gentle and fluid, the hem of her skirt was fluttering, a pair of smoky watery eyes seemed to want to say something, and streams of light danced in the air. Her entire person was like a flower separated from the rest of the world, hazy and misty, flashing with beautiful colors, yet so far away and unreachable.

It was as if all the music was in her heart and all the wonderful things were carved into her.

Su Qing frowned, she thought: "How could this be?"

The woman danced gracefully. Her body was as soft as the clouds and her arms were boneless. Every step she took was elegant and graceful. It was as if she was dancing in the middle of a field of flowers. It was intoxicating.

As the woman spun around, Leng Shaoyu's grip on the wine cup became tighter and tighter, and the hostility on his face became heavier and heavier. He stared intently at Luo Shang's actions.

A figure suddenly appeared before his eyes.

It was an extremely cute girl. Under the cherry blossom tree, she was dancing the most beautiful solo dance.

It was graceful, graceful, and beautiful.

Jinghe was also shocked, the cup in her hand silently slipped from her grasp, luckily she was caught by a servant at the side.

"Esteemed Empress Dowager, what's wrong?" the servant asked in a low voice.

Jinghe shook her head, her gaze however, locking tightly on Luo Shang's body. She knew it. She knew it better than anyone else.

In this world, there were only two girls who could dance like this. One was her, and the other was her younger sister, Madam Yan.

The Acropolis Nation had been destroyed, and the Madam Yan was dead. Although this dance had already spread throughout the country, to be able to make this dance so complete and so beautiful, this person would most likely never appear again.

But the Luo Shang in front of him, was exactly that person.

Just who was she? Who had taught her this solipsistic dance that was meant to protect the nation?

— —

A single love dance clock lover, in this life no regrets love unparalleled.

Ruoyi thin water long flow, only the side of good water.

Ying words cut off the intestines, forget, tear eyes from the wound.

One should never bear grievances in the next life if he desired to be associated with Jun Zhan Tian.

The crowd was mesmerized by the woman's graceful dance, almost forgetting to breathe. Her beautiful eyes were filled with longing, and everyone present felt their heartbeats quicken. They all simultaneously thought that she was looking at them.

Her beauty was mesmerizing and suffocating.

She silently danced, her intoxicating dance making her seem like the concubine of a goddess.

"A single love dances the bell-love son, in this life has no regrets to love unparalleled.

Ruoyi thin water long flow, only the side of good water.

Ying words cut off the intestines, forget, tear eyes from the wound.

If you want to have sex with Jun Zhan Tian, then don't be hateful and wounded in the next life. "

Jinghe's face instantly paled. Unable to hold back any longer, she stood up and carefully looked at Luo Shang.

Who was she, and who was she?

In the past, Jinghe had changed her bridal sedan and allowed her sister to marry into the royal family. She had become the Wu Zhou Queen herself. Because of her guilt, she would send a letter every 9 September, begging her to forgive herself.

But Madam Yan never replied to her.

It was only until that year when Madam Yan successfully gave birth to her daughter that she finally wrote a letter to Jinghe. And it was precisely these eight lines in the letter, there was nothing else.

Luo Shang was the daughter of the General's Estate, she had never left the pavilion, how did she know about this dance, and how did she know about this poem!

What was going on?

The crowd was in awe of the beauty of this woman, the perfection of this dance, and the beauty of this poem.

"Enough!"

Luo Shang stopped, and everyone looked up in shock.

Leng Shaoyu stood up with a gloomy face. With his hands behind his back, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, his black eyes were filled with coldness. Step by step, he walked down the stairs.

As he gradually walked down the stage, everyone seated besides Prince Han Leng Mufei and Young Lord couldn't help but stand up and watch him.

Until he walked towards the woman in the middle of the hall.

Leng Shaoyu stood in front of Luo Shang and looked at her.

"Who taught this dance?" His voice was ice-cold, colder than any other time when he was angry.

Luo Shang trembled, she didn't know why, but she felt her head grow dizzy. Yeah, who taught her this dance? What did she jump for? Why did she know this dance, and what kind of dance was this?

She tapped her forehead with her soft fingertip and shook her head. It was as if her soul had left her body. She couldn't remember what she had done or jumped.

Luo Shang only remembered that she had said the words, "Lovers Dancing Bell". Is this dance called unrequited love dance?

What happened, she shook her head, looked at Leng Shaoyu, did not know how to speak, and only said: "I don't know."

"The man laughed softly and approached her." "You don't know?"

He raised his eyebrows, grabbed Luo Shang's wrist forcefully, and pulled her out of the Flower Soul Hall.

On the high platform, His Majesty watched as the Prince Jin took the beauty away just like that, both angry and at a loss. What, why did you take my beauty away with you? He … Why is he so overbearing? Mother, you must uphold justice for the Childrens. Queen Mother. "

His Majesty tugged at the corner of Jinghe's clothes. Jinghe was in a complete confusion, why would she bother with a small matter like this. She only said: "This year's Flower Soul Exhibition's Corolla is for the rear courtyard Southern Garden Dance, An Zhuran. No one is allowed to have any objections. "

With that, he led his servants and left the hall.

Su Qing, who was still kneeling on the ground, closed her eyes when she heard this. She clenched her fists and bit her lips. Her flawless plan was just a little bit off, just a little bit off.

Jinghe walked past Su Qing as she stopped in her tracks and asked coldly. Anyone who betrayed me would only have one ending. "

Su Qing laughed as she raised his head to look at her. Unfortunately, I have never been one of Esteemed Empress Dowager's people. "

Jinghe looked at her, her sinister eyes narrowing even more, as she left with a wave of his sleeves.

When the Prince Jin left, the empress dowager also left. Even the beauties were taken away. It was as if she didn't put him, the emperor, in her eyes.

His Majesty was infuriated. Sounds of glasses and teacups shattering rose one after another as they fell to the ground.

"This is so infuriating. This is infuriating. Why would he want to snatch my beauty away? On what basis?"

His Majesty roared.

Leng Mufei shook his head.

"" He stood up and looked at the angry man on the platform, fanning the folding fan in his hand. " Just because he is a Prince Jin, that woman is his wangfei. "

"His Majesty sat behind him on the Dragon Pool throne, stupefied." What? That beauty is actually his wangfei … "