Xiao Ru was suddenly pushed out of the table. On the one hand, four palace musicians responsible for playing music were waiting for a long time. Seeing this, they hurriedly played the music taught by Ming Xixi, one played the guzheng, one played the horizontal flute, one played the bell music, and the other played the bamboo shoot. The rhythmic music was particularly harmonious, bringing a fresh and light exotic style, stimulating the audience's hearing.
Xiaoru was startled by the music, and when her eyes floated over, a large crowd was filled with darkness. Oh my God! Her legs immediately became weak and her whole body trembled. How could she remember the walking posture taught by Concubine Jing? She stood stupidly and was at a loss.
"Wow! So beautiful!" When the onlookers saw a woman standing up like a flower, wearing unique and beautiful clothes, they all opened their eyes wide and exclaimed in their mouths.
Ming Xixi saw that something was wrong, so he quickly pushed Xiaoke: "Go out and walk with Xiaoru, remember, listen to the rhythm of the music, and leave in his heart with a smile."
"Okay, I'll go out right away." Xiao was the calmest one. At this time, she was also a little trembling. As soon as she stood on the table, her scalp immediately became numb, her face became hot, and her eyes were not sure where to place them. However, she kept in mind the words of Concubine Jing, walked up to Xiaoru with her head and chest raised, pushing her: "Xiaoru, count the beats and leave!"
"Oh, count the beats..." Xiao Ruru woke up, lowered her head and walked forward, grabbed the clothes on both sides with her hands, and took a quick step. Before she could reach the end of the long show, she turned back. Bang, she ran into Xiaoke who was walking towards her head.
"What are you doing, Xiaoru?" Xiaoke took a few steps back and almost fell down. He raised his skirt and complained. Xiaoru's face turned pale, lowered his head, and his voice was like a mosquito. He ran over from Xiaoke quickly.
"Hey, that girl must be scared to death." As soon as she finished speaking, someone burst into laughter.
"This girl is also beautiful. It's so weird to see her walking..."
"Oh, I'm so angry." Ming Xixi looked out of the gap in the curtain, and stomped her feet in a hurry. Xiaoru was not so timid in normal times, so why was she so scared today?
She turned around and looked at Xiaochun with her eyes shining: "Dear Sister Xiaochun, you won't let me down, right?"
Xiaochun nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Concubine Jing, I will definitely take the cat step for them to see."
She was much more courageous, and she won warm applause as soon as she appeared. The praises and envious gazes in the audience made Xiaochun vain. She couldn't help but make fun of Xiaoru as a fool in her heart.
"Concubine Jing, I'll leave and smash it..." Xiaoru ran back to the backstage, looking like she was crying, her voice was crying, and her expression was very ugly.
Ming Xixi didn't have the heart to blame her, and gave her a hug and encouraged her: "Sister Xiaoru, don't be discouraged, you are the most beautiful. If you change out and appear, you will definitely win more applause and praise than Sister Xiaochun."
"Am I really okay?" Xiaoru said pitifully, wiping her eyes.
Ming Xixi nodded affirmatively, his eyes full of encouragement and trust: "Sister Xiaoru Bingxue is smart and beautiful. As long as you want, there is absolutely no problem!"
Listening to the applause from time to time outside, Xiaoru looked out from the gap in the curtain. Under Xiaochun's guidance, Xiaoke's cat steps also began to move naturally and smoothly. The two of them occasionally smiled at the audience, especially Xiaochun, who suddenly looked back, was interpreted by her as light and graceful, and affectionate. The men in the audience felt that the girl was looking back at her, and each face was intoxicated and YY.
Xiao Ke ended up, Xiao Ru followed her up, and she kept encouraging herself in her heart, walking with her trembling legs. When she heard someone in the audience say that this girl is the most beautiful, the pressure in her heart disappeared invisibly, and her every move naturally became lighter.
Off the stage, men look at beauties and women look at clothes.
"This one is beautiful, I'm going to buy this one later!"
"There are only three girls, so let's go out and show us!"
"That blue one is so beautiful, just like the sky color after the rain. Will it look better than her when I wear it?"
In a restaurant, there were about a dozen handsome men in a row, lying on the railing and watching, forgetting to blink. The fashion show turned out to be charming!
"Third Prince, does that look very much like the palace maid next to the fifth sister?" Mu Liang finally raised the question in his heart.
Mu Yun glanced back at him: "I was originally the palace maid of the fifth sister, but you only realized it when you were clumsy?"
"Oh...that fifth sister?" Mu Liang looked puzzled. The fifth sister's palace maid actually showed up in public. Will the fifth sister be in there too?
"I bet that the fifth sister is the planner." Mu Yun said with a very certain tone. The palace maids have come out, so how can the fifth sister not come out to make trouble?
"It's good to know, and I'll say less when I go back." Mu Ge said coldly. Let the father know, scolding is small, and receiving punishment is big. If the father is angry, he will punish dozens of bans, how can the fifth sister's delicate body bear it?
"Our mouths are very tight, but they..." Mu Yun glanced at the other young masters. Those people had heard of the fifth sister's name on weekdays, and now they all didn't know what to say. Mu Ge grabbed his face and nodded with satisfaction.
The music suddenly changed, the curtains in the backstage rose, and a woman slowly walked out.
“Wow~!”
The audience immediately exclaimed in surprise. The girl who walked out slowly was wearing a strange but very beautiful high-waisted sleeveless skirt. Her upper body was as intact as a willow waist, and her lower skirt was mopped up like a full moon. The skirt was decorated with crystal beads of different colors, and the surface of the skirt was inlaid with clever cloud patterns. Her jade arms were beautiful and slender, and her skin was as delicate as snow. She wore pink gloves that were long to the wrist, showing the slender beauty of ten fingers.
Everyone's eyes moved up and couldn't help but feel stunned again. But when they saw the girl wearing a gauze as thin as a cicada's wing, her head was as thin as a cicada's wing, her head of cloud hair was straight behind her without any decoration, her face was flawless, her eyebrows were as beautiful as green onions, her beautiful eyes were as deep as smoke and fog, her tall and pretty little nose showed beauty, and her cherry lips were as soft as dan. Her slightly exposed shoulders, her beautiful collarbone, and her skin was as cream as snow, and she could not find any flaws. She was actually a perfect face and extremely noble and sweet temperament.
I saw the girl's figure walking like a willow, holding a small sandalwood fan in her hand, and the tassels of the fan handle swayed slightly with her steps. When her eyes gently flowed and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, the people below the stage felt that the girl was only looking at her, and the two pools of autumn waters were filled with hazy and beautiful dizziness, attracting people involuntarily to move forward and find out.
After that scream, the audience was silent. Men, women, young and old all calmed their breathing, staring at the girl's every move. Every time the girl took a step forward, her heartbeat in the audience accelerated.
The shop that ran to complain would stand below and look straight, completely forgetting to do business. Ming Xiulei rode on the horse and saw it more clearly, with his eyes full of stunning words. His fifth sister could be so beautiful!
Lan Xuewu deliberately dressed up as a man today and came to watch the fun with the second emperor brother. Her face was one of the best in Jin Huiguo, but in front of this girl, she still had a more vulgar and a lesser sense of beauty than fireworks. She couldn't help but feel inferior in her heart.
The girl on the stage walked to the end of the show, paused for a moment, turned around and walked back lightly, like a waterfall cloud hanging to her waist, through the thin clouds, like a light cage of mist and clouds, making people feel that this beautiful figure is like a fairy outside the world, and can only be seen from afar and not desecrated.
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