Taking half a step back to put some distance between him and Zi Yihan, Han Mengxiao took a deep breath and bowed generously to the Queen sitting on the seat, saying in a neither humble nor overbearing tone: "Thanks to the Queen's blessing, today it is Mengxiao who is rude.
Okay, Mengxiao, please perform a dance to express your gratitude to your Majesty and my apology to all of you."
Dancing, he actually used this to make a deal with her. Why, did he think she couldn't dance? Did he think she was not as good at dancing as that damn Nie Yunyan?
Huh! As a senior reporter, there is nothing Han Mengxiao can’t do! But since she wants to dance, she must do something special. Even if her dancing ability is not high enough, she still has to make the whole audience applaud her!
Her cold eyes turned around, she took steps to dance, and nimbly rotated to the edge of the stage. With her slender hands, she lightly picked up a piece of white gauze and pulled it hard, and the gauze ribbon slowly fell down like a white cloud.
Coming down, in the blink of an eye, she was standing on tiptoe, holding the white gauze with her hands high and low, like a swan preening its feathers in the middle of the water, shrouded in a white mist, simple but beautiful. This is considered
Let's dance.
Throwing aside her long sleeves and raising her white gauze, she raised her head and smiled coolly, her red lips lightly opened, and the heart-tugging song was blown out by the wind.
She sang: "The sound is louder, and the window shadows are mottled. The jade bracelets are taken off, and the magnolias fall. If there is a promise, the relationship between life and death will be broad. When the moon becomes new, the sky will die!"
The night, I don’t know when, quietly settled down, the wind was a bit cool, swaying the palace lanterns on the stage, that beautiful figure, wearing a plain wide-sleeved skirt, a light green belt and white gauze flying together, just such a thin figure
People dancing in that small world, singing in harmony with the plaintive songs, are so beautiful and unreal.
She smiled, but her smile was so cold, like the cold spring rain, which penetrated deeply into people's hearts. There was nowhere to escape, and she didn't want to escape. She was nostalgic for the refreshing and cool feeling to comfort her dryness.
soul.
She laughed, not knowing whether she was laughing at the ridiculous things in the world, or at the endless desire in people's hearts. And that song was like ropes, locked around people's necks, bit by bit.
It's tightening, bit by bit, it's getting suffocating...
"The years are withering, and the nine dragons chase the waves. The war is burning, and love can be thrown away. Silhouettes are drawn, and the palace walls are in turmoil. The dragons roar into the blue sky."
You say, you say, how many people have seen through all the turmoil in this world? The years pass by in a blink of an eye, do you have to fight to the death? If it is really the golden dragon above the nine heavens, why not throw everything away and let out a long chant?
, soar into the sky! From now on, the sky is high and the sea is vast!
But there are so many people in the world who are reluctant to let go! They are reluctant to let go of power, status, wealth and comfort. They would rather live in a muddle-headed way, fearing that life will be tasteless and lonely, but they are also afraid of death.
Step by step, she danced unhurriedly, looking at the lightless sky with her watery eyes, her eyes gradually becoming as hard as iron: "After seeing all the thirty-three palaces, the highest one is Lihentian. On top of the Forbidden City, I
My fate is up to me, not God..."
Look, look, the sky has always been so high and the earth has always been so thick. Life, separation and death are no big deal! Why not take a leisurely walk?!
However, even if I reach the end of time and space, my destiny still has to be controlled by myself!