[69 Book Bar-www.] Tang Ruolan finished her performance and applause was endless. She looked at Jian Yue with a proud look on her face, with a strong provocation in her eyes. Jian Yue pretended not to see it, and lowered her head and tasted a sip of plum wine.

The Qilin Palace is full of peace and lively, and time flies as time passes while drinking and drinking. It's time for Jian Yue to perform on the finale. She changed into a special moon-white lotus long dress and prepared everything, but she is still a little nervous. After all, this is her first cultural and artistic program such as dancing. While taking a deep breath to relax, she secretly lamented that she was not lucky and had a miserable future. She thought that she was the dignified president of the new, and she actually danced on stage to please others. As expected, fate is the most wonderful thing.

Soon the previous group of singing and dancing performances were finished, and it was Jian Yue's time to go on stage. A young father-in-law in blue came to inform her: "Seventh Princess, it's time for you to go on stage."

"Okay, have you put all the things in the big box I handed over to you just now as I said?"

"Yes, everything is followed by the instructions of the Seventh Princess."

"I asked to turn off all the lights on the stage. Have you told my father?"

"Yeah, yes, Your Majesty has ordered people to extinguish all the lights on the stage."

"Yeah, that's fine."

Jian Yue looked down at a simple trigger in her palm, stabilized her mind, and walked onto the dark stage through the secret passage.

The guests around him were excited when they saw a faint white shadow on the dark stage, and there was a whisper in the hall.

Suddenly, the melodious music began to remember, Jian Yue hurriedly pressed the trigger in her hand, and suddenly there were starlights in the center of the stage, like a dream, and the guests on the seat exclaimed in surprise. The stage seemed to have stored the starry sky in.

Even the face of Ao Tianwang was rarely stunning, and the queen beside him became even more energetic, good and very smooth.

Then, the starlight dimmed, Jian Yue hurriedly pressed the trigger again, and a bright moon actually rose slowly on the stage. As the bright moon light became brighter, Jian Yue hurriedly danced the classic movement of a few months dance. Then, the paper cloud slowly floated, blocking the moon's light. The stage was dark again. She took the opportunity to turn on the automatic bubble blower beside her and pressed the trigger again to make the starlight reappear.

The colorful bubbles suddenly burst out with a brilliant seven-colored light under the illumination of the starlight, and floated slowly to every corner of the Qilin Hall, some fell on the shoulders of the guests, and some fell on the ends of the guests' hair. They all admired the bubbles in the sky intoxicatedly. Suddenly the moon appeared again, illuminating the center of the stage. Jian Yue stretched out his fingertips lightly and danced gracefully with the transparent elves. Everyone was immediately deeply moved, and the applause suddenly rang like thunder.

As the melodious moonlight gradually ended, Jian Yue's song finally finished. Seeing that the guests were responding extremely enthusiastically, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but it was okay.

She knew that she could not dance with the wonderful effect of Yin Yichen's charm and the sun and the moon shining, so she could only rely on her own strengths to make up for it. Before, she saw Ye Mingzhu, she suddenly came up with this idea. Naturally, there was no glass in this era. She found some glass bottles to replace the wires in it, and used the knowledge she had mastered to create a simple battery, which created the most simple lighting effect. In fact, this was not enough in modern times, but in ancient times when she first saw these things, the effect was indeed amazing.

After Jian Yue's performance was over, if the men just looked at her, they were just appreciating and admiring, then the eyes that looked at her would clearly have a little more unknown feelings.

Such a woman is hard to find in the world. Even Yin Yichen suddenly felt that if you get a wife like this, what else can your husband ask for? At that moment, he wanted to let go of his hatred, put down the throne, take her far away, and live a normal life in a beautiful place, and then have a few children...

As he thought about it, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, a glance fell on him. He looked up and saw the queen who was smiling deeply. He suddenly woke up cleverly! His face suddenly became cold. What was he thinking just now! The mother died in the well like that! Her revenge has not been avenged yet! He does not deserve any happiness at all!

When Jian Yue returned to him, he was still immersed in deep entanglement.

Jian Yue gently pulled his sleeve with excitement and whispered in a low voice: "Hey, Lord Seventh Prince, how am I performing?" It was a feeling of eagerness to share, just like a child who always wants to tell his friends about his beautiful toys as soon as possible.

Yin Yichen then came to his senses and said without any pain: "It's okay."

"Ah? You think it's okay if I'm so careless?" Jian Yue was a little disappointed. Even she didn't know why she cared about his affirmation and praise so much.

"What's your name in the Moon Dance? There are only a few sections, and I think you have forgotten them all, right?"

"It's so boring to dance that. My name is the Dance of the Crescent Moon. Don't you like it very much?"

"What are those flashes?" Yin Yichen was helpless with her excuses and had to change the subject.

"Hehe, secret." Jian Yue smiled proudly, not noticed that Yin Yichen's expression darkened again. Secret, when did she start? She has more and more secrets? He is becoming less and less familiar with her, and that feeling scares him.

Tang Ruolan looked at the two people who were whispering with resentment and seemed extremely intimate. This abominable Mu Jianyue! She actually performed even more excitingly than the sword dance she was most proud of! She was unwilling to give up! She was so unwilling to accept it! When Mu Jianyue was performing on the stage just now, she actually secretly attacked him under the table with a hidden weapon, hoping that she would fall down and make her look ugly while she was dancing, but her hidden weapon was blocked. It must be not the Seventh Prince, because she could not see her hidden weapon in that direction. Damn! Who is it?! She is protecting the woman everywhere!

With Jian Yue's performance over, the literary gathering came to an end. Because it was late, Yin Yichen and Jian Yue stayed in the Siqing Palace, the palace before Yin Yichen was crowned king today.

Looking up at Siqing Palace, Yin Yichen was full of thoughts... It took a long time to come here... Mother, are you okay?

Although the huge palace was clean and tidy, it was extremely deserted. Jian Yue walked in and felt familiar. After carefully recalling her dream, she began to vaguely remember that there was a very beautiful concubine living in this palace. She was gentle, virtuous, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The most important thing was that she was very kind. She often touched her head and said, "Yue'er, come to find your brother Chen again?"

Yes, she was Yin Yichen's mother, Concubine Qing, but what happened later? Where did she go? Jian Yue tried hard to recall her dream, but there seemed to be no explanation in the dream. She saw that Yin Yichen's face looked a little scary, and she spoke, but she didn't dare to ask anything after all.

I first posted on my phone, it's so painful. I'd better use the computer tomorrow during the day.
Chapter completed!