These two people were famous for their singing voices and dancing skills when they were in their own country. They performed on extremely noble occasions, but now they are performing on the same stage with geishas and become the tools for these people to make fun of them. What a difference between fate and people.
Changeable! The depression and sadness in my heart are naturally extremely strong, sad and sad, making people shed tears when hearing it.
The rabbit died and the fox was sad. Although Long Fuyue was not as sad as the princess who had lost her country, she was almost furious when she saw her two sisters suffered such humiliation. She stopped and stared at the prince, wishing to kill him.
Beat it into a pig's head.
Tian'er was startled when she saw her suddenly stop, and hurriedly tugged on her sleeve: "Let's go, Fu Yue. If you don't leave, it will be too late."
Long Fuyue, however, seemed not to have heard anything and ignored her at all. At this moment, he thought of countless ways in his mind, but none of them worked.
The lingering sound was still lingering, the dragon symbol danced lightly, the last movement was a big pirouette, her clothes were fluttering, and just after landing, a piece of melon skin suddenly appeared on the stage. As she landed, she accidentally stepped on the melon skin.
On the skin.[
She couldn't keep her footing and fell onto the stage with a crash. She fell to the ground.
Everyone was fascinated by the singing and dancing, but before they could say hello, such a strange scene happened, and they were all stunned.
"Hahahahaha" the prince burst into laughter, pointing at Long Fuyan and laughing so hard that he couldn't speak. The other people saw the prince laughing and started laughing too. Feng Qianyu frowned slightly, glanced at the prince, and finally wanted to say something.
He didn't say anything. For a while, the hall was filled with laughter.
Long Fuyue could see clearly that the piece of melon rind was thrown by that rotten prince. He definitely did it on purpose!
Her anger suddenly reached a fever pitch. She had forgotten to hide her identity and flew up. At this time, her Qing Gong was quite strong. In the blink of an eye, she landed on the stage. She held Long Fuyan up.
stand up.
Long Fuyan's fall was so heavy that his lips and chin were bruised, blood flowed all over his face, and he looked embarrassed and miserable.
The prince frowned almost invisible and waved his hand: "Go down and wash up. Your face is bloody, so don't scare the guests."