Not far away, Yun Wuluo looked at Mu Zhao's confused eyes and smiled. There was something wrong with the whip prepared by Concubine Jing, but he had already replaced it.
My little princess, she just wants to dance to her heart's content on the stage.
As the music played, Mu Zhao's eyes became sharp in vain.
She waved her whip and at the same time she spun half a circle in the air, her red dress unfolding like a flower.
She twisted, swung, smashed, and jumped, and every movement was full of strength.
Full of beauty.
She flipped her wrist, and the nine-section whip held up blossoming silver flowers in the air.
Mu Zhao threw the whip into the air again. At the same time, she held her neck high, lowered her waist, raised her arms, and raised one leg. She looked like a fairy about to fly into the sky.
Everyone held their breath.
The nine-section whip descended slowly, as if it was alive, and wrapped around Mu Zhao's arm. It then moved downwards through the flower, wrapped around Mu Zhao's waist, and then came to her legs.
When the nine-section whip moved around her, Mu Zhao naturally moved with it.
The nine-section whip is soft, and Mu Zhao's movements are not less powerful.
One soft and one hard, one red and one silver, give people a kind of reverie with evil thoughts for no reason.
But the next moment, when Mu Zhao picked up the whip and waved it, he drove away all the evil thoughts that seemed to be in their minds just now, feeling that he was really dirty just now.
Yun Wuluo used all his willpower to hold back from jumping and took this enchanting goblin into his arms.
He was wrong, he should have given her a bad whip just now.
He can make sure she doesn't get hurt.
He would rather she make a fool of herself than shine like this.
On the stage, the music became more and more urgent.
Everyone didn't know what happened, and the whip started spinning around Mu Zhao's upper body.
Mu Zhao's whole body was also spinning, and she was like a fairy rising slowly, her whole body slowly rising upwards.
As Mu Zhao flew into the darkness, he suddenly felt the back of his head being held by a burning hand.
Mu Zhao looked up and saw that it was Yun Wuluo.
At this time, Yun Wuluo's eyes were filled with fire.
Mu Zhao raised his lips and smiled lightly at him.
The drum beat suddenly stopped, and Mu Zhao sank instantly and landed on the stage.
The whip slowly fell from her body and landed on her legs, like an iron chain imprisoning her.
This time, like a fairy who is about to ascend, she is shackled by these iron chains and remains in the human world.
All the music stopped, and everyone still couldn't come back to their senses.
Mu Zhao looked at the stunned people and smiled brightly, "Don't you look good?"
"Good-looking!" Liao Fan shouted, "Brother Zhao is amazing! So good-looking!"
Then the applause broke out, deafening.
The applause stopped, and Emperor Zhou returned to his throne and sat down.
He almost shouted loudly, "Mu Zhao's dance will captivate the city, and he will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold."
Mu Zhao was happy, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Mu Zhao thought that it was Yun Wuluo's credit that she could dance like this.
In her previous life, she was disabled from martial arts and was very weak, but Yun Wuluo wanted her to take this whip and dance this dance for him.
Mu Zhao wanted to beat him to death several times, but she did.
But Yun Wuluo wasn't hurt at all and seemed quite happy.
After Mu Zhao scolded him, he began to learn the whip dance carefully.
But in fact, what Yun Wuluo saw was much more astringent than what she saw here. She had just specially increased the intensity of the martial arts part and reduced the lingering and charming part.
She returned to her seat happily and started eating again.
The second prince grabbed Mu Ruogu's arm and said, "Third brother, what I just said was wrong."
Mu Ruogu gently pulled him away and said, "What the second prince said is absolutely correct. He is just a lowly man and cannot stand on the stage." This chapter has been completed!