Chapter 82 Meet

For the remaining two days, Ruoyi rushed out every day, rehearsing and practicing songs. By the way, he had to go to the tailor shop to make dance clothes.

I can't care about many things when I'm busy, and I haven't thought about it for a long time.

In this way, a dinner came slowly in Ruoyi's busy schedule, and opened her obscure heart for more than two months.

In the evening, Ruoyi still covered his face with a white veil, showing a pair of eyes staring at the people who arranged the venue.

Xiao Qingyi went to the gate to greet the distinguished guests early in the morning.

The dinner is located in the largest courtyard of Xiao Mansion.

The open space of about 200 square meters is surrounded by various flowers, light red peony, bright red peonies, and various colors of rose flowers form a wonderful pattern, which is more beautiful against the sunset.

There is only a golden chair at the top of the yard, embroidered with complicated patterns, which is probably prepared for the distinguished guest.

The lower two sides of the first place are full of tables and chairs, and all kinds of refreshments have been placed safely, waiting for the beginning of the dinner.

In the middle is a huge red stage, surrounded by bright night pearls.

The night unfolded little by little, and my heart beat wildly for no reason. Ruoyi covered his chest and thought that he was nervous?

At the end, I still went to the room prepared for the dancers.

"Yun'er, how's it going?" More than a dozen dancers led by Yun'er had already put on red embroidered peony gauze skirts, with long sleeves on the ground, and a beautiful red ribbon tied around their waist at the bottom right, setting off their faces. The makeup on it was as light as it was, and only nodded the cinnabar-colored flower on the forehead.

Yun'er smiled slightly, and her whole body was extremely bright. "Naturally, I'm ready. You don't have to worry about Miss Ruoyi."

"Hmm." Ruoyi nodded, "I believe you. You dance really well."

"If Miss Yi can rest assured, she will certainly not humiliate Xiao Wangfu." Yun'er is extremely confident.

"Okay, please do everything. I have something else to do. Let's go first.

Yun'er nod, and Ruoyi rushed to another room when she went out of the door. Yun'er's dance is the second one, and the first one is a Neon dance originally arranged by Xiao Qingyi. The finale is the dance of Tianwu Music Square, which is the dance she spent the most energy on.

Xi Nuo saw Ruoyi coming in and greeted him with a smile. For the past two days, they have been dancing and chatting together, which is very close.

"Ruoyi, why are you here?"

"Let me have a look. We are going to be the finale."

"Ha ha, it's all ready, you see."

The dancers put on the dance clothes that Ruoyi rushed out to work, and indeed received the effect she wanted.

"Very good, we can definitely do it."

Xi Nuo smiled very happily, "Ruoyi, I have a hunch that Tianwu Music Workshop will become more famous in Yingdu this time."

"I'm very confident!"

"Who makes Ruoyi's dance unheard of and seen? I'm not so confident as I believe in you."

"Ha ha, thank you. By the way, I'll change my clothes, too. The party is about to begin.

"Okay, I've already got your clothes for you." With that, Xi Nuo took a set of clothes out of the box.

"Ruoyi, what will you do with the veil at that time? Do you want to take it down?" Xi Nuo looked at her worriedly. She had long known that Ruoyi had two scars on her face.

"Xi Nuo, you still hold the pipa half-covered face, sometimes the effect you can't imagine."

Xi Nuo doesn't say anything. She has an indescribable sense of trust in Ruoyi, which is Ruoyi's unique charm.

When Ruoyi changed his clothes and stood up, everyone had a bright feeling. Although ordinary people here wear such clothes, no one seems to wear hers.

She wore a long red and black skirt, which specially made the lower end wider according to her requirements, and the wide sleeves were embroidered with complex pattern totems, rendering a unique beauty in the mess.

The waist skirt fell with black tassels, and the hem of the skirt had to be stacked in three layers because it could not be supported.

The extremely flamboyant colors of black and red are matched with white skin, with complete charm.

Xinuo wrapped behind Ruoyi, removed the original bun, covered his long black hair, and combed it over and over again with a comb.

Tie the two strands of hair on both sides and tie them up with a black ribbon.

The white veil was changed to black. Looking at herself in the mirror, Ruoyi was in a trance for a moment.

Originally, the clothes in her heart were not like this, but the improvement has reached the limit.

Xinuo also changed her clothes. Her clothes contrasted with Ruoyi, and they were also red and black. The difference is that Xinuo wears two layers of upper body, with black inside and red veil on the outside, contrasting black and red, but the lower body is wearing black riding trousers of this era. Pulling up the hair without leaving a wisp on the shoulder is also heroic, and the standard of Ruoyi is almost reached.

The sound of drums suddenly came. Ruoyi raised his eyes and walked out of the door. He saw the light from the yard from afar and whispered, "It's a banquet."

Xiao Qingyi has already welcomed the distinguished guests - His Royal Highness King Ling and Lu Yuan, the Marquis of Chengyuan.

He also felt strange why such two people came to him, but the etiquette should be done well.

"His Royal Highness King Ling's visit to Xiao's mansion really made the humble house shine." Xiao Qingyi sat on his left hand and greeted him.

Zi Yaoling sat in the right position, holding the little civet in one hand and casually on the armrest in the other.

He looked at Xiao Qingyi coldly, "Your Majesty is welcome."

I had heard that King Ling was a man with lingering flowers, but Xiao Qingyi didn't expect to be such a cold person.

Lu Yuan, who sat in the first place on the right, also greeted him when he saw this, "His Royal Highness and Benhou have been bothered by the prince."

"You're welcome, little marquis." Xiao Qingyi nodded to Lu Yuan.

"So, will the banquet be held?" Xiao Qingyi asked Zi Yaoling's opinion and clapped his hands when he saw him nod. The black curtain that was originally covered on the stage opened with a bang, and the silk bamboo music sounded.

The banquet slowly kicked off.

This dinner also invited local officials of Yingdu and several other sons and daughters of the Xiao family to show their respect for King Ling.

Zi Yaoling didn't say anything at the top, but drank carefully with a glass. Lu Yuan is also a talkative person. He talked with Xiao Qingyi for a while. For a while, he sang and danced, and the atmosphere was also good.

Xiao Qingyi's eyes swept slightly during the banquet, but he didn't see Ruoyi. He called Qingsu to know that the girl would also come out to perform later, which made him look forward to it.

The Neon dance on the stage has been watched too much, and everyone has already paid attention to His Royal Highness King Ling, who saw it for the first time. However, the first person has never seen them, and several women have seen such a gorgeous man for the first time and quietly looked at them.

The Neon Dance is finally over, and it's time for the second dance.

The red dress flew over, and 15 people led by Yun'er occupied all directions of the stage.

The people at the banquet had never seen such a situation, so they stopped and watched with interest.

"Ding--" With the sound of the Guzheng, the fifteen dancers stepped forward, but they all danced barefoot.

The sleeves are flying, and the bright red clothes are accompanied by a little cinnabar on the forehead, reflecting the crystal feet, giving people a strong visual effect.

The movements of flowing clouds and flowing water, the perfect cooperation of 15 dancers, were all watching with great interest.

Ruoyi waited in the place where he was about to play. Looking at the reaction of the people at the banquet, the corners of his mouth raised slightly. It was just an appetizer.

Five people are centered on the clouds, raising their skirts with their right hand, and their footsteps are constantly changing, like a budding flower, slowly opening in the light of the night pearl.

Fourteen people on the periphery suddenly squatted down and stood still, leaving only Yun'er alone in the center.

With a sound, people on both sides suddenly stood up, grabbed Yuner's long sleeves, and pulled, and the red dance skirt broke open.

Yun'er, wearing a long white skirt embroidered with orchids, squatted down and made a correct salute, "Welcome to His Royal Highness King Ling."

A touch of pure white sets off between the red, which makes people clap their hands and cheer.

Zi Yaoling only glanced faintly and said, "Reward."

Everyone applauded, and this dance was really eye-opening.

Lu Yuan also raised a glass to Xiao Qingyi, "I didn't expect Ying to have such a wonderful performance. Thank you, prince."

"The marquis praised it." Look up and have a cup.

Yun'er has already retreated with the dancer. Ruoyi took a deep breath and walked on the stage. Now the stage belongs to her.

The black veil and the strange long red and black skirt made everyone present stare intently.

Ruoyi bowed and looked at Xiao Qingyi with a smile in her eyes. Xiao Qingyi nodded to her with gentle eyes.

When Lu Yuan saw Ruoyi appear, she had a familiar feeling, her eyes. Lu Yuan hurriedly looked at Zi Yaoling, but he only looked down at the little civet in his arms.

"Tianwu Music Square, welcome His Royal Highness King Ling." Ruoyi practiced standard etiquette towards Ziyao.

Zi Yaoling stroked Xiaoci's hand, and then raised her head, her eyes full of disbelief. The sound...

The right hand unconsciously tightened and almost broke the handrail. The little beaver also seemed to feel something, and his eyes were dripping.

Xiao Qingyi saw that Ling Wang, who had cold eyes and a cold face from the beginning, showed such an expression at this time, and his heart also "clucked", and his bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

At this time, Xinuo had already taken her people to the stage.

The brisk music flows out gently, and Ruoyi hums the G minor dance music for the musician. Music jumps like an elf in everyone's heart.

Xinuo made a standard court ceremony to Ruoyi. Ruoyi stepped back, pulled up the skirt with one hand, lowered his head slightly, and then handed it to her.

The music gradually became loud, moving forward, retreating, swinging, leaning, centering on two people, and the other four teams gradually joined it.

The red skirt flies with the master's dance, red and black, and the most beautiful combination exudes a strange taste in such a night.

The moonlight shined on their bodies. Zi Yaoling looked at the familiar back in the middle of the stage and couldn't help but accelerate her breathing.

Ruoyi also felt a strong look, and the dance steps were also messy. Fortunately, it was well covered up by Xi Nuo.

"Concretion." Xi Nuo's light words brought Ruoyi back to her senses and continued to dance wholeheartedly.

But a voice began to shout in her mind, and something seemed to happen this night.

The sound of music gradually accelerated, and Xi Nuo raised his right hand, pulling Ruoyi's hand, and his sleeves fell to his elbow, revealing a crystal arm.

The five teams on the stage kept spinning, besieging a black and red charming flower, like a poppy, like poison, eroding the hearts of everyone present.

Rotate, rotate, rotate continuously. The ink is flying, wiping the red clothes, bringing out the most beautiful curvature. Elegant, noble, gorgeous... All words seem to be unable to describe the dance at this time.

Waltz - the rotation of love.

The dance ended with the last rotation. Ruoyi took Xi Nuo's hand, folded his feet, and bent down, which was a curtain call.

Everyone has long been shocked by this dance and can't speak.

Only the people who stared at the center of the stage were surprised, surprised and praised...

Ruoyi stood up straight and looked straight ahead with surprise in his eyes, but he just quietly watched the first man walk slowly towards her.

Black hair flies in the air, and the purple robe shines faintly with silver light, comparable to the bright moon in the sky.

The man is like a god, with a trace of hesitation on his white face, and his eyes contain this sea-like affection.

Reason told her that such a poppy-like man should stay away quickly, but her feet stopped in place, and the voice in her mind became stronger and stronger.

The man finally came to her, looked at her fixedly, and finally stretched out his hand to grab her temples.

I forgot to dodge and forget to stop, and he was the only one left in Ruoyi's eyes.

The man's hand trembled slightly, and finally, he slowly lifted her veil.

The breeze blew, and the black veil flew in the air.

The man stared at the familiar face in his mind, and the person who had disappeared for more than two months stood in front of him.

The cold palm stroked her scar, which made her feel very familiar.

The man looked at her face and said, "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu."

Ruoyi's body shook, this sound, this sound, she looked up into the man's purple pupils, tears slipped down without warning, and her heart was so painful.

The man finally held her in his arms and hugged her, as if he had exhausted his life. Xiaoyu, my Xiaoyu."

The cup in Xiao Qingyi's hand had been crushed, and the blood flowed slowly. He didn't know it at all.

Lu Yuan has stood up for a long time and looked at the two people on the stage. I don't know when, tears also fell down.

Ruoyi hesitated to stretch out his hands and hugged him back, like the instinct of his body, ringing the person in front of him.

The originally blank brain suddenly flashed countless pictures, crying, laughing, angry... Scene by scene, the head seemed to be torn.

My brain kept protesting, and in the end, I really couldn't stand it. Ruoyi, no, it should be said that Yu Xi softened and fainted on Ziyaoling's shoulder.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu." Zi Yaoling looked at her anxiously, "Li Chen, Li Chen!" Li Chen also followed, hiding behind Lu Yuan. At this time, he hurriedly swept to Yu Xi's side and took his pulse.

Xiao Qingyi looked at the chaotic banquet as if something had been lost in his body.

"Who the hell is she?"

Lu Yuan looked at him and understood something. He whispered, "Lan Yunxi, the only lover of King Ling."

"Only, only." Xiao Qingyi shook his body, held the table, and could no longer think.

This night, the night banquet of Xiao Wangfu ended in chaos.