Yan Wei'er has been bullied since she was a child, so the Yan family will not hire anyone to teach her how to dance, but she is very beautiful, and she is familiar with all musical instruments and music. That "Yan Shang" is the slender snow branch she has glanced at a few times.
The 'butterfly dress' that skipped was made by thinking about it.
"Let me ask you, who did you learn it from?" Jilian Bino chased after him. Who else in the world can dance the "Butterfly Clothes" except Xianxuezhi.
"What's the name of Xue? I don't remember. It seems to have been three or four years ago. She asked my master to tell her fortune and ask about her marriage, so I went along. My master said that her marriage road was bumpy and she couldn't marry the man she wanted. She still
I cried for a long time. Later, in order to express my gratitude, I danced the song 'Butterfly Shang'." Yan Wei'er suddenly smiled and said: "The man she talks about is not your Young Master Ji Lian, is it?"
Ji Lianbeino was suddenly embarrassed. Unfortunately, the man he liked was indeed him, but he refused to admit it: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
What kind of person is Yan Wei'er? The fortune-telling profession is based on the profession of observing people's emotions. When he saw Jilian Bino's face changed slightly and his words flashed, he knew that he had guessed most of the time: "The lustful person likes that snowy girl, right?"
It's so natural, why do you deny it? The reason why I didn't marry her is because she comes from a bad background, right? A family like yours, Ji Lian's, alas, is always very vulgar."
She spoke smoothly and tried her best to ridicule Ji Lian Bino, but she felt unexpectedly heartbroken, as if she was really the wife of Young Master Ji Lian and her husband was coveted.
What's even more irritating is that maybe this husband in name only has a romantic relationship with that romantic concubine, although they are not married yet, but they are secretly dating each other and have a passionate relationship.
Thinking of the night when he ruined her innocence, I couldn't feel anything except pain. But later on, when I slept with him on the same bed every night, I slowly recalled his strong arms and strong muscles...
She suddenly blushed and her heart beat, but she was extremely angry...
Yan Wei'er had eaten and drank enough. Without waiting for Jilianbino's reply, he stood up and saluted Babagus: "Uncle, Wei'er also comes to dance to pray for the blessings of the 'Ai Chita'er' tribe."
"What an honor!" Babagus was overjoyed, stood up and gave a high-five: "People, Master Ji Lian and his wife will personally pray for us. We will definitely not encounter disaster this winter..."
The tribesmen all cheered, showing a look of honor and expectation.
Yan Wei'er's crisp voice sounded: "The swallow holds the spring mud in its mouth and dances lightly in colorful clothes. Please play the music that was played just once." Following the melodious sound of the piano, Yan Wei'er's soft figure danced gracefully.
Her "Yan Shang" does not require a fixed rhythm, it is emotional and flexible.
In the firelight, the emerald Yan Wei'er is like the green grass on the prairie, which grows shiny in the most beautiful season. She does not just show the femininity of female singing and dancing to please the public, but enjoys the joyful mood brought by dancing.
The Dance of the Butterfly Shang has its shortcomings. It is a palace work in which the beloved concubine expresses her sorrow and longing for the king. It has a very profound aristocratic imprint.
After the death of the beloved concubine, it was passed down among the people, but they were too focused on imitating the postures. That dance was originally a swan song. It must be injected with life before it can be vivid and stunning. Who will die after dancing in future generations?
This greatly weakened the charm of Dieshang.
Yan Wei'er's self-created "Yan Shang" is very different. The movements are derived from the "Butterfly Shang", but every dance movement is a yearning for freedom and spring. It is full of vitality and everything is revived. It is as vivid as if it were danced at any time.
Will make spring grass burst out of the ground.
Yan Wei'er lowered her head, fluttered her sleeves, and spun around. Her light grace was dancing with vivid charm against the firelight. It was by no means comparable to the soft charm of Xian Xuezhi. She seemed to be transformed into a graceful spring swallow, light and graceful.
Smart.
Her eyes were full of spring water, her red lips were lightly parted, and her snow-white skin was reflected red by the firelight. Her black hair also danced gently with her flying posture, and her elegant and refined temperament was like a fairy floating into the mortal world.
Jilian Bino stood up involuntarily. He had seen Xian Xuezhi's "Butterfly Dress" and everyone applauded it, but he always felt that something was missing. It was the lack of those things that prevented him from being impressed.
He now knows that what is lacking is vitality - vitality like spring swallows, green grass, and new shoots.
"Butterfly Shang" is about heading towards death - blood, hatred, despair, and even the sadness of dying together.
"Yan Shang" is heading towards new life, all life has just begun, all things are awakening, there is no killing, no war, the whole world is peaceful.
Jilenbeino stood dumbly, looking at the green spinning figure, his eyes slightly moist.
If you had always used responsibility to explain your attachment to her, then at this moment, she was a real intruder, breaking into his heart with a majestic appearance before he was ready.
It couldn't be stopped - it broke straight into the depths of his mind that were protected by layers of defense.
The cheers on the grassland spread far and wide in the dark night, and no one did not cheer for Yan Weier. Babagus, his tribe, Ji Lianxuanwu, and the "Eighteen Knights" headed by Hua Yi were all moved.
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Incomparably beautiful and stunning, like the extraordinary flowers blooming in the grassland in winter.
Yan Wei'er adapted it randomly by herself and showed her dance in front of everyone for the first time. She didn't know whether it was good or not. She was sweating profusely and her face was flushed. She happily ran to Jilian Bino: "I want to drink!
"Coquettishly, smiling.
Ji Lembino hurriedly brought the wine bowl to her lips. Not to mention drinking, at this moment she wanted the stars in the sky, so he had to find a way to pick it off to make her smile.
The dance is too intoxicating, the style is too intoxicating.
"This is my first time dancing my 'Yan Shang'. Is it okay?" Yan Weier raised her red face with a charming expression.
Jilianbino praised: "It's much better than that 'die dress'."
"Really?" Yan Wei'er became excited: "Then I don't need to tell fortunes, and I can also dance to make a living." She danced happily.
Ji Lianbeino was immediately furious: "What kind of livelihood do I, the wife of Young Master Ji Lian, need to maintain?" Why is this damn woman trying to escape at any time?
"Hmm!" Yan Wei'er had no intention of talking to him about the title of "Mrs. Ji Lian". There were snows and other women she didn't know about. They were waiting for her, so she didn't want to join in the fun.
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She gave up revenge, but she would never marry her enemy. Love and hate must be clear. Now she is just making a guest appearance under the title of madam, and she is idle as long as she is idle.
Yan Wei'er drank several more bowls of koumiss and felt dizzy. At some point, Jilian Bino carried her into the tent.
She laughed playfully and put her arms around Ji Lian Bino's neck in a daze: "Are you the bastard young master of Ji Lian's family? You are so good-looking, how unreasonable!"
She touched that handsome face with her hands, teasing him as much as possible, and slowly touched his clean and smooth skin with her palms, not wanting to let go.
Jilianbino said hoarsely: "Wei'er, if you don't let me go, don't blame me for taking advantage of others' danger..." There was fire in his eyes. This woman was simply testing his endurance. He was already hit by her dance.
My heart wants to mess with him now.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Jilian Bino, what have you done while taking advantage of others' danger? Pretend to be a gentleman." Yan Wei'er could still scold harshly and soberly even though she couldn't speak clearly.
He described him so badly.
A basin of water poured down from head to toe, mercilessly extinguishing Jilianbino's flames. He held her in his arms bitterly, the more he loved her, the more he was afraid of her running away.
It seems that she has never given up the idea of escape. Even though she is now used to being called "Mrs. Young Master", she never forgets to think about what she can do after escaping.
Ji Lianbeino was so hurt that his heart almost broke, but there was nothing he could do.
-----------------------Author's statement: This novel is a historical fictional novel with no real historical background. The names of musical instruments such as "Huhuozi" are provided by the author.
It’s a fabrication, I hope readers don’t need to delve into it.