121. Bring your own bench.
"Ziqi dances and sports the piano, and seventh brother plays the flute." Yixiang's suggestion was so good that Ziqi couldn't speak. She tightly twisted her lips, kept blinking her eyes, and shook her head slightly. She was helpless, helpless, she fell into the wolf's nest and couldn't get up. Actually, she didn't understand. She had never learned these dances in modern times. She learned dances in school, but those were all wanted to add credits, and the clothes she wore were much easier than this one, right?
But after I traveled through time, I could do these things without learning, and I danced very well. Most people couldn't reach this level. I just gestured gently and took two steps, and I actually knew how to jump down below. My limbs were soft and gentle. During the dance process, I was actually happy and confident. Could it be that I was a genius?
Innate talent? Mo Mo Niang comes to him every few days in the palace. Every time he comes, he says he wants to dance or sing with him. He is so bored that he can do something. Once he sings or dances, the people in the palace don’t have to do anything anymore. He just comes to see him perform, brings his own bench, and applauds and applauds. He would have collected money if he had known it, so he would have paid for it. This would be a lot of money for private houses.
Yixiang and Yifei are also playing the guzheng or flute together at night, so they will carry a table with pastries, a cup of tea, and a small stool on it, and enjoy it. They practice swords every day, which is necessary, and no wonder they are so strong. Every time they say they want to fight, they will be subdued by the two of them, one by one, and one by one. The method is to scratch the itch, and the child who is afraid of it cannot afford to hurt him.
"Okay! Then prepare, prepare, I am also ready to enjoy this unique performance." The emperor and Yixiang and the others started to make fun of each other, sitting upright waiting to watch the show. The others seemed to be looking forward to it, especially the ministers' daughters were even more happy when they heard that Yixiang's two handsome men were going to perform. They quickly slid their bangs and wanted to wear clothes. This man, no matter how old or young, was looking forward to Ziqi's less clothes to play later.
This dance requires a more relaxed dress, so Ziqi slipped away. Mo Mo Niang had already prepared a dance dress. It was beautiful, exquisitely crafted, and it actually fits very well. It was just loose and just the length, just the sleeves were a little longer, no, it should be very long, longer than herself, and the cuffs were covered with small bells. What should it do? The ones should have been sewn by Mo Mo Niang himself.
"Mei'er, come!" Mo Mo Niang signaled her ears to her. Could it be to tell her the secret? Ziqi quickly put her ears into Mo Mo Niang's mouth and let her heat enter her ears itchy. Mo Mo Niang told herself that this stimulus was not to slap it with her hands, but to sway her sleeves with her hands and slap the weight of the handbell. She could not stand on the ground, but to stand on a big round drum with many small drums around her. She should also be careful not to slip under her feet. If necessary, she would jump with her rhythm and spontaneous inspiration.
Ziqi was stupid after hearing this. It was hard to use her sleeves. She had to have a big strength to use her sleeves to make such a big strength, and it was just right. She had never danced this kind of dance. The dance she often danced was a kind of rice dance... Joke, anyway, her arms would lose a few taels of weight when she finished dancing.
Everything was ready, Mo Mo Niang briefly explained the content of the dance to herself and taught herself how to handle it. Ziqi walked out of the room, and everyone watched her slowly walk up the drum quietly. Ziqi's big eyes were as clear as crystals soaked in water, but the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and she looked charming. Her thick eyebrows were slightly raised up rebelliously, under her long and slightly curled eyelashes.
The pure pupils and charming eyes are wonderfully combined to form a very beautiful style. The thin lips and red lips are seductive. The two rabbit teeth always come out to make trouble when their lips are slightly trembling, making Ziqi look even more quirky and naughty, and she looks so cute. Ziqi's bulky headdress was taken off, her black hair was tied with white ribbons, and she was covered with snow-white satin. A white silk ribbon was tied around her waist, a small delicate purse was tied on top, and a soft smoke gauze was covered.
Her eyebrows are long and slender, her eyes are slender and gentle, her nose is elegant, and her fair skin is like something that does not belong to the world. Ziqi was held onto the big drum by a maid. The drum is as wide as a bed, and there seems to be no shelves inside the drum. She just stands in the middle of the drum so insecure that she will be "stuck in the drum" if she is accidentally "suffered". The drum is very delicate and around.
Yixiang Yifei had already sat in his seat. Yixiang's elegant and upright posture seemed to be in a posture that was old and old, suggesting all the emotions that he could not express. The slender and fair hands holding the guqin made people feel that they were not fond of fireworks. The bright and gorgeous tribute soft satin is not only as beautiful as reflecting a faint glow in the sun, but also comfortable and elegant when worn on the body, and the shape is very beautiful.
Yixiang tied his crown hair high, and his hair as long as flowing water was smooth behind his back. He raised his head slightly, and his back against the dark wall, and smiled slightly - the beauty of gender regardless of gender, such a thrilling charm, his tall nose, thin lips, and sword-like eyebrows flew into the few strands of black hair below his temples, cleverly setting off the extraordinaryness of a gorgeous noble young man.
His handsome side face and his facial contours are impeccable. This girl is even more woman than me, but she is actually a beast in her weakness! Ziqi was almost confused by Yixiang's appearance, but she just couldn't stand you looking better than me, and I was also very handsome. Yifeimo's black hair was soft on her forehead, hiding charming eyes, her high nose bridge and thin lips, which were completely perfect for the perfection.
A bad smile, even the two thick eyebrows also had soft ripples, as if they always had a smile that could predict everything. The dark and deep ice eyes looked wild and unrestrained, evil and sexy. The facial features were handsome, handsome and gentle, but also a little bad!
The temperament he exudes is so complex, like a mixture of various temperaments, but in the tenderness and handsomeness, he has his own unique ethereality and handsomeness! Compared to the past, the ice cube has melted a lot~ Xiao in his hand is also very eye-catching, made of jade. I heard from Yixiang that it was made of unique jade, and the queen gave him as a gift on his birthday.
Chapter completed!