The third son of Qin was filled with anger. He was about to take Yan Wei'er and leave regardless of etiquette when he heard "Xian Xuezhi, everyone is here". When he saw Yan Wei'er looking at the door attentively with an expectant look on his face, Fang Ya
Putting aside the unhappiness in his heart, he continued to stay by Yan Weier's side.
Yan Wei'er had been looking around the lobby for a long time, but she didn't see Jilian Bino's figure, and she felt relieved and disappointed. At this moment, when she saw Xian Xuezhi's face, she thought she was an imaginary love rival without knowing it.
Surrounded by the dancers, the slender snow branches walked as lightly as catkins. They were not afraid of the cold even in the winter, revealing their graceful necks and clearly visible collarbones. The pale pink clothes were embroidered with lifelike butterflies.
, as if flying from the clothes into the crowd at any time. She was covered with blue butterfly and white gauze, which made her skirt look like snow, and trailed to the ground, capturing everyone's hearts as soon as she appeared on the stage.
Her eyebrows are like spring mountains, her eyes are full of autumn water, her skin is like gelatin, and a strand of green hair hangs down inadvertently, adding to her charm. She slowly approaches His Highness the Prince, bends her body first, and lightly opens her red lips: "His Royal Highness, holy greetings!"
Every step, every word and sound, and even that slight smile, were all just right, as if they had been refined over and over again thousands of times. There was no flaw, no imperfection, but - too perfect.
Feng Chulie's nature was fond of reciting poems, painting, and dancing with the harp, so he was naturally treated with the utmost courtesy: "Xianxuezhi, everyone, please come up. Today, I borrowed the light of my third brother to have a look at the beautiful face and the world-famous 'Butterfly Clothes'. It is really an honor for me."
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Xian Xue Zhi Yingying smiled again: "Your Majesty the Crown Prince, thank you! Xuezhi is very frightened." Then she turned to Feng Chuyang and said: "Xue Zhi congratulates the third prince on his birthday with the dance of 'Butterfly Shang'. May all the wishes of the third prince come true."
Yan Wei'er couldn't help but secretly laugh in her heart. These three princes were so unlucky. The "Die Shang" dance was so ominous that it was actually used to celebrate birthdays. It was really funny. This Xianxuezhi didn't know what to think. She liked the "Die Shang" again.
, not regardless of the occasion.
While she was laughing, she overturned the altar of five flavors in her heart. She was mixing sour vinegar with jealousy. She felt that those slender snow branches were so charming that any man who saw them would just want to take them back to the room and pamper them.
That waist that is not tight enough to hold in one's hand, and that soft and charming voice that makes one's whole body tingle, even women can't stand it, let alone men.
Yan Wei'er thought about Ji Lian Bino's tender love for this woman and how she pampered her so tenderly that she felt itchy with hatred. She scolded Ji Lian Bino a hundred times and a thousand times in her heart, but she felt that
I am simply baffled. Is it possible that Yan Wei'er, the young master of the Ji Lian family, could become a monk for her sake?
As the music played together, the girls danced with their long sleeves, opening and closing their sleeves with soft flowing clouds and water, constantly creating a gorgeous atmosphere of floating dust.
The graceful figure of the slender snow branches stood in the middle, with beautiful eyes looking forward. The sound of Xiao suddenly turned sharply, and she suddenly relaxed her hands, her clothes were flying, and her long sleeves were criss-crossing. Her graceful and graceful dance was meticulous and continuous.
Absolute gestures spread out, extremely graceful and extremely luxurious.
She slowly began to spin, faster and faster, and faster and faster. The women dancing around her also started to spin, but slower and slower, creating a visual impact.
The sound of the piano is distant, like weeping and complaining, like butterfly wings stirring up the breeze, and the slender snow branches gently fall to the ground in the rotation, like a butterfly about to bid farewell to the world, it is so sad and beautiful.
The music suddenly stopped, and the women's gauze fluttered, and they slowly and lightly fell to the ground. Everyone held their breath, feeling so distressed that they wished they could gently lift up the slender snow branches on the ground and hold them in their arms.
Another trace of piano sound came from far and near, like a breeze ruffling the tranquil lake surface. The slender snow-twigs and jade hands relaxed lightly, soft and boneless. In the touch of the enchanting music, they did not stand up, but just used the boneless posture of their hands to grab it.
Heart-warming.
Seeing that Yan Wei'er was looking at her very seriously, Third Young Master Qin approached her and whispered with a smile: "Wei'er, do you know the essence of 'Die Shang'?"
Yan Wei'er dipped her fingers in wine and wrote the word "death" on the low mahogany table. Then she chuckled and said, "Brother Qin San, are you willing to let such a beauty die?"
The third prince of Qin caught a glimpse of the end of Xianxuezhi's dance and retreated, then said to Yan Wei'er: "Everything in the world, as long as the beautiful things wither, will make me sad and lost. However, when I dance this dance today, I always feel that the third prince's
The good luck is gone, there are some ominous omens.”
Yan Wei'er heard what the Third Young Master of Qin had in mind, and nodded quickly: "I think the Third Prince is just arty, and only dances the 'Die Shang' to impress the world. He thinks he can dance it on any occasion, and he doesn't know the allusion."
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When the third son of Qin saw that Yan Wei'er knew even these things that everyone was not familiar with, and was so engrossed in enjoying the dance just now, he couldn't help but have an idea: "If Wei'er wants to learn dance skills from Xian Xuezhi, I can help him get involved."
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Yan Weier immediately said: "No, I'm not interested in dancing." She bit her lip, as if she was angry with someone.
Young Master Qin shook his head and stopped asking her. She was obviously very interested, but she was actually telling the truth. This sister had a lot of secrets, but she didn't admit any of them.
First it was Feng Chuyang, then Prince Wei, and then Xian Xuezhi. Although these people could not be compared with each other, they seemed to have a great relationship with her.
There was another round of singing and dancing, and everyone opened the banquet in a joyful and auspicious atmosphere, raising their glasses and blessing Feng Chuyang.
Yan Wei'er was so hungry that her stomach growled, and she was just waiting to have a good meal when a familiar figure flashed past the door, frightening her as if she had seen a ghost, and her palms became sweaty.
She wiped her eyes, suspecting that she had seen it wrong. Sure enough, he was gone, but it looked so similar. It seemed to be the attire of a guard, and it disappeared in a flash.
Yan Wei'er was still worried, so she excused herself to go out for a convenience, and without waiting for the Third Young Master Qin's instructions, she quietly slipped out of the main hall door through the pillar behind the banquet.
That was a figure that turned into ashes and was recognizable from behind - Yan Wuchen, but wasn't he dead? How could he still appear here? When she walked out of the door, except for the unknown guard, she really didn't see Yan Wuchen, even if she had been there for a long time.
There is no trace of resemblance.
She was unwilling to give in and walked through the corridor again. Seeing that she was a guest coming out of the inner hall, the guard did not stop her and allowed her to wander around. She actually wandered onto a small bridge in the garden.
The clear water flows under the bridge, and it is crystal clear. Several red fish are swinging back and forth in the water, which is really beautiful.
The dry willow branches hang down to the bridge. If you look closely, you will occasionally see one or two new sprouts. Yan Weier stood at the end of the bridge, casually picked up a willow branch and looked around.
However, I was unprepared to see ------- Ji Lembino!
To be precise, it's Jilian Bino and Xian Xuezhi!
Yan Wei'er was stunned, and couldn't help but let go of the willow branch. The branch bounced away, trembling slightly in the wind.