The drum beats rapidly and ding-dong, which is exciting.

The woman on the drum is covered with a green veil, and the dance clothes on her body are as colorful as the rainbow. Two white forearms are exposed from half of the cuffs, and you can see that there are dozens of thin ones on the wrists.

There is a golden ring with a small bell hanging on it. When the arm shakes, the bell will clang. He wears a pair of lambskin boots under his feet. He kicks and hits the drum head from time to time, which complements the sound of the drum beats.

The essence of Hu Xuan dance lies in the word "Xuan", which requires the dancer to have a flexible waist, strong legs and feet, and excellent balance in order to perform the most beautiful Hu Xuan dance.

The woman on the big drum is obviously very proficient in this skill. She flies to the beat of the drum and spins very fast on the big drum. The colorful dance clothes on her body are like a rainbow, spinning in front of everyone's eyes.

"good!"

There were a lot of cheers.

The crackling applause followed the drum beat.

Mu Yelai, who was sitting on the big drum, was even more proud. As she spun around, her eyes kept flying towards Xiao Shiji, and she could clearly see the admiration in his eyes.

Boom!

When the last drum beat fell, the dancers who were turning rapidly just now suddenly stopped and stood facing the female family members.

It is really as active as a rabbit, as quiet as a virgin, and when it is whirling around, it shows its true nature.

When the drumming stopped, the veil on the dancer's face fell quietly, revealing a bright little face as graceful as a spring light. His eyes moved, looking towards Xiao Shiji.

Xiao Shiji smiled and clapped along with everyone, but his eyes were turned to Du Hengshuang.

Du Hengshuang's cheeks suddenly turned red.

Mu Yelai looked at Xiao Shiji proudly, but saw that his eyes seemed to be fixed on Du Hengshuang. Du Hengshuang turned his face slightly and looked at Xiao Shiji with the same eyes. The two of them were in harmony with each other, and the hustle and bustle around them seemed like

It's like it has nothing to do with them.

Mu Yelai's smile condensed on his face, and his dejection was palpable. Couldn't this win back his gaze?

Xiao Shiji and Du Hengshuang were both thinking about the same thing. When Du Hengshuang was born last year, Xiao Shiji made a special trip to wish her a happy birthday. In the backyard of the Du family's mansion, under the flawless moonlight, Du Hengshuang was dressed in red and black skirt.

A quick dance of Hu Xuan

, the sound of drums and the rotation flew together. The beautiful faces were the same color as the moonlight. Xiao Shiji couldn't take his eyes away from the sight. After falling asleep that night, Xiao Shiji thought of Du Hengshuang's alluring beauty under the moonlight. He could not restrain his excitement and had the first time in his life.

Second erotic dream...

When Mu Hou saw that the dancer was his third daughter whom he loved most, he stood up with a loud laugh and said: "Okay! Good! Good! Your swing has improved again at night!"

A relative from the Muhou Mansion was on the side, chiming in, "I'm not boasting. Even in Anxi, our third lady's Hu Xuan is one of the best. Now in the Central Plains, let alone, she wants to be second, and no one dares to call her first."

of!"

Hu Xuan dance was originally introduced to the Central Plains from Anxi. The dancers in Anxi dance better than the dancers in the Central Plains. This is not an exaggeration.

Unexpectedly, An Zichang sneered again, looked at the wine glass in his hand, and said in a long voice: "It's okay for us to praise ourselves behind closed doors, but in front of all the dancers in the Central Plains, wouldn't it be wrong to say such things?

Makes people secretly laugh their teeth out?"

The man who just praised Mu Yelai couldn't help but asked An Zichang in a strange way: "Master An said this, doesn't it make others more ambitious and destroy his own prestige? - Listen to what you mean. It seems that there is someone who can dance better than the third lady.

Okay? But I don’t believe it. Who can dance better than the third lady? If there is, I will cut off my head and use it as a polo ball for you!"

An Zi often raised his glass to Du Hengshuang. "I did see better Hu Xuan than this last year. Under the moonlight, it was so captivating that after one song, there was no more Hu Xuan."

Du Hengshuang's head buzzed, and she almost gritted her teeth. What on earth is this person going to do?!

Xiao Shiji also suppressed his smile, looked at An Zichang with a serious look, and placed the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table.

Du Hengxue didn't know what was going on. She was angry earlier when someone said that Mu Yelai's Hu Xuan dance was the best, and said that she was second, but no one dared to claim first, so she pouted and said: "Mr. An doesn't do it either."

You're wrong. My sister can dance better than her." After saying that, he felt embarrassed and said to Mu Yelai, who was standing on the drum with a stiff smile on his face: "Miss Third, you are also a good dancer.

A little bit worse than my sister, just a little bit worse."

Mu Yelai sneered in his heart. This Du Hengshuang is shameless. I didn't expect her sister to be so shameless. She told lies with her eyes open. I want to see how far she can lie!

Mu Yelai jumped down from the drum, came to Du Hengshuang, and bowed deeply to her, "I love Hu Xuan so much, and I would like to ask Sister Du to teach her."

Du Hengshuang is in trouble.

"Sister Du, I've already danced. Does it mean that Sister Du thinks dancing is the work of low-life people who have no place on the stage and doesn't want to be associated with low-level people like us?" Mu Yelai deliberately told her what Du Hengshuang said in his previous life to stimulate her.

Du Hengshuang said sternly: "Dancers are not humble. Where do you start from saying this, Miss Three?"

"Since it's not lowly, why doesn't Sister Du want to dance for us?" Mu Yelai rolled his eyes and looked at An Zichang, "Brother An, which dancer was the Hu Xuan you mentioned last year? Can you?"

Why can't I invite you to compete with Sister Du? Even though I can't compare, Sister Du can definitely compare."

An Zichang opened his mouth, but saw Xiao Shiji looking at him with a look that already wanted to kill someone, so he had to pour himself a glass of wine, took a sip first, and then said with a smile: "This is really difficult for me. We meet by chance, how can we find him?"

Did you get it?" He said, and deliberately tried to squeeze Du Hengshuang, "But, according to Miss Du Er, Du Hengshuang

The eldest lady seems to be really good at dancing. How about she dance a Hu Xuan for us? Maybe she will be better than the Hu Xuan dancer I saw under the moonlight last year. - You think so, Qi Er

Young Master? You, Prince Qi, are full of talented people. You are well-informed, so don’t laugh at us frogs in the well."

Qi Yizhi shook his head with a smile, did not speak, and did not open his mouth to exert pressure.

Xiao Shiji is his subordinate. He can order Xiao Shiji, but it is best not to force Xiao Shiji's family. Even if you are a boss, you must have limits in your behavior. The murdered Emperor Dezhen...

Do you just think that a marriage is no big deal? But he doesn't want to think about the circumstances under which the marriage was granted. The Zhou Dynasty has been in such a precarious state, and if you still dare to act arrogantly, aren't you looking for death?

Qi Yizhi considers himself not the kind of person who is not clear-headed, so of course he will not get involved in such things.

At this moment, Xu Yanhui, the eldest young master of the Xu family, suddenly said: "Sister Shuang'er is really good at dancing the Hu Xuan Dance. Being happy alone is not as good as being happy with others, so why hide her?"

Xu Yanhui has never given Du Hengshuang a good look.

Today, the word "Sister Shuang'er" made not only Du Hengshuang shiver, but also Fang Wuniang and Xu Shao felt uncomfortable.

Du Hengshuang looked at Xiao Shiji and asked for help: "Brother Ji, do you want me to dance?"

If Xiao Shiji didn't want her to jump, even if she was beaten to death, she wouldn't be able to jump.

Xiao Shiji smiled slowly and said: "Dance, why not dance? Since they are expecting this, just dance a song and let them see. What is the real Hu Xuan!"

Du Hengshuang gave Xiao Shiji a steady look and said, "Okay. Since Brother Ji asked me to dance, I will dance."

Mu Yelai watched blankly as Du Hengshuang walked out step by step, holding the hands of the two maids, and stepped onto the drum.

Just wearing a simple red dress and black skirt, she started dancing to the beating of the drums.

Raise your hands, stretch your arms, swing your waist, and dance faster and faster amidst the increasingly rapid drumbeats.

The silhouette of her sleeves fluttered like snow dancing in the wind. Although it was only in monotonous red and black colors, it was not as dazzling as Mu Yelai's colorful dance clothes just now, but it focused everyone's attention more closely on her sharply turning dance steps.

The red half-arm rotates like a vermilion fire wheel. The black skirt flies like a pearl and a flying star. The rainbow halo flows like frost. When the dance reaches the extreme, the whole person seems to be flying into the air and singing away, turning thousands of times without stopping.

The little feet move vertically and horizontally on the drum surface at the same time, stepping on the strings and walking away. The sound of ding-dong is just like the bouncing pipa, and the big and small beads fall on the jade plate.

The drummer next to him was stunned and stopped playing the drums.

In the entire garden, there was no other sound except the sound of the drums made by Du Hengshuang's stamp on the drum surface. It seemed that even the birds in the trees held their breath and watched this scene like the reappearance of the flying music and dance in front of the Buddha.

An Zichang glanced at everyone present with a smile, lowered his head and took a sip of wine.

Xu Shao and Fang Wu Niang exchanged uneasy glances.

Xu Yanbang's eyes widened.

Xu Yanhui's expression turned even gloomier.

Du Hengxue smiled broadly, with a proud expression on his face.

Xiao Shiji's face was calm and calm, but his heart was bleeding. - Shuang'er, this is the last time that I let you dance in public. From now on, your dance can only be for me.

And Wu. No one can force you to do anything anymore...

Everyone watched mesmerized, seeing the whirling getting more and more violent. Some people knocked on the porcelain plate in front of them and started to respond.

The drummer was startled and realized that he had been so stunned that he had forgotten to play the drums. He quickly picked up the drumsticks and started beating them to the rhythm of Du Hengshuang's drumming.

The drum beat became more and more urgent, and Du Hengshuang's spin also became faster and faster, until everyone could only see red and black phantoms spinning around.

When the last drum beat fell, Du Hengshuang jumped up from the drum, turned around twice in mid-air, and landed on the ground like a phoenix, half-kneeling.

He raised his head again, revealing a beautiful face that was panting slightly due to the rapid dance. It was as bright as a peach blossom and as beautiful as a peony. It was so bright that people couldn't bear to look at it.

Xiao Shiji hurriedly stepped forward, helped Du Hengshuang up, nodded slightly to the people around him, "Let everyone laugh. We have something to do today, so we'll leave first." Then he nodded to Qi Yizhi, the second young master, and said:

With a gesture that only the two of them understood, Du Hengshuang left the Muhou Mansion with him.

Mu Yelai stood there blankly, looking at the retreating figures of Xiao Shiji and Du Hengshuang. There was only one voice roaring loudly in his heart: Fake! Fake! This Du Hengshuang is fake!

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The first update is delivered. There will be an additional update in the afternoon. Thank you all for the pink tickets yesterday. Seeing many old friends and new friends, I remember the peace charm your ayanxi rewarded yesterday. Thanks to Qingxiao Qingsha for the reward yesterday.

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ps: In order to write "The Book of the Original Wife", I read a lot of relevant ancient books, including the legends of the Tang Dynasty, miscellaneous notes of the Song Dynasty, and various manuscripts from the Qing Dynasty. I was very moved when I saw the wisdom and generosity of the ancients. I

I know some girls have some opinions on the plot of White Fox. I just want to say that if you can accept the fantasy of time travel, rebirth, time travel and rebirth, you can accept it and watch it.

We can see through stones, people's hearts, brains, and even ghosts at a glance. Why can't we accept the plot of a little fox fairy repaying a favor? The ancients were very accepting of this plot. The inspiration for this plot comes from "
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