At the end are three small buildings with green bricks and green tiles, which are exquisite and exquisite.
Feng Qianyu was sitting in a small pavilion, leaning against the railing. A jasper wine glass was spinning in her hands as white as jade.
There were several wine bottles overturned on the table in front of him.
There is a young girl on each side of him, covered in silk, one is adding wine, and the other is serving dishes.
There were several beautiful girls dancing gracefully, all with their bare feet and a golden bell tied to each ankle.[
As the skirt flutters, it makes a crisp and sweet sound, which is like the mantra of a soul seducer, sultry.
It makes people feel unstoppable.
Especially the lead dancer in the middle, only her chest is wrapped in transparent purple gauze, her white arms and belly are exposed, and there are some small sequins stuck around her navel.
.The long colored skirt underneath her body is covered with tiny decorations and glittering objects.
Long Fuyue felt that this woman's outfit was very familiar. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly remembered, wasn't this the outfit she wore when dancing in the Nightless Palace?
I didn’t expect that this woman would learn from it!
Feng Qianyu seemed to be in a state of intoxication, looking at the woman leading the dance with half-squinted eyes.
Suddenly, he put down the wine glass in his hand and curled his lips towards the leading dancer, with a half-blooming smile that seemed to captivate the soul like a half-blooming flower. The woman's eyes were filled with astonishment, and her feet softened, as if she was about to collapse.
Feng Qianyu thoughtfully stretched out his hand to help her, and the woman was so flattered that she completely collapsed in his arms.
After a while, it seemed that Feng Qianyu didn't refuse, so she simply snuggled into his arms.
This woman had admired Feng Qianyu for a long time, but Feng Qianyu suddenly changed her temper in the past two or three years and never let the woman come near her. She had no intention of admiring her, but found it difficult to get close. At this time, she did not expect that the prince would suddenly show pity to her.
My heart was extremely excited.
A pair of lotus-rooted arms that bullied the frost and snow also climbed up the back of Feng Qianyu's neck.
She rubbed her cheek against his chest in a charming way, "My lord, I wonder if this humble concubine can share the prince's rain and dew?"
Feng Qianyu's cold eyes did not change, but the corners of her lips curved slightly, not knowing whether it was a smile or a promise.
The woman was temporarily blinded by the thought, and she clung even closer to Feng Qianyu.