223, a feast and dance

After drawing the lottery and registering, the female guest will come first. In order to show the dignity of identity, the identity of the person who was selected will be used.

The first, naturally, is Feng Juexuan, the king of Chu, the second is Feng Juelei, the king of Yan, Feng Juexuan, the third is Feng Juexuan, the fourth, and Bai Yihao, the fourth prince of Yan...

Feng Juexuan, the king of Chu, was drawn by the daughter of a servant. A lady who looked shy and could not even speak well. She only glanced at Feng Juexuan on the other side, and her jade face was covered with blush. Finally, at the urging of several young ladies, she replied shyly, "I heard that the sound of the flute is far away. I don't know if I can invite His Royal Highness the King of Chu. To accompany my Xiao Sheng?"

This is going to be Xiao Heming!

The male guests cheered one after another, but most of the female guests watched jokes.

Feng Juexuan nodded with a smile. The eunuch sent the flute and put it on his mouth to try a few sounds. On the other side, the waiter's daughter was ready to play Xiao, and also made a few slight sounds. Feng Juexuan raised his request. Xiao Sheng got up first, accompanied by the sound of the flute, sometimes relying on each other, sometimes crossing, climbing and relying on each other, which was wonderful and touching...

"The king's flute is very famous. There are few opponents in Beijing. Unexpectedly, Miss Mo's Xiao can catch up, but it is also rare. However, under such a large public, with the king of Chu's flute Xiao Heming, this Miss Mo is bold," Luo Mingzhu whispered in Mo Xuetong's ear.

A little waiter's daughter dared to take the initiative to invite the noble King of Chu, and she looked so shy. It was really different from her usual performance. Mo Xuetong squeezed her lips and smiled: "It's not necessarily that this Miss Mo is bold. Maybe she has another metaphor for herself."

Luo Mingzhu was a little stunned, but instantly realized that she smiled and fell on Ling Fengyan sitting next to the fifth princess: "Miss Ling Er wants to enter the palace of the King of Chu. It's not a big obstacle!"

"Miss Mo is really a little bold. Miss Ling Er won't pay attention to her." At this time, after playing a song, the servant's daughter Yingying saluted Feng Juexuan on the opposite side, and Feng Juexuan on the other side also returned a salute. When the young lady retreated, she timidly took a sneaky look at Ling Fengyan and cautiously away from her.

The second place was Feng Juelei. This time, Feng Juelei was also an unknown lady, and she did not dare to ask for more. She only asked for a pair of words from Feng Juelei. Feng Juelei wrote a book on the spot and sent someone to the young lady as a souvenir.

"Miss Mo San, what do you want to perform on the other side of His Royal Highness Xuan Wang?" Yunruo, who was next to the eldest princess, went to Mo Xuetong with the registered roster and asked.

The boring Feng Jue dyeing on the other side was casually fiddling with the wine glass placed aside. His oblique eyes fell on Mo Xuetong on the other side. Suddenly, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, he put the wine glass in his hand, and sat up straight.

"Can Your Highness Xuan have a sword dance?" Mo Xuetong bowed to Feng Jue on the other side and asked with a smile.

Someone had already passed the words to Feng Jue Ran. Feng Jue Ran nodded, and his eyes were as bright as jade, but he proposed to accompany Mo Xue's pupil and piano sound.

Mo Xuetong did not refuse. A song was scattered, and the ocean was like the flow of rivers. The green clouds were leisurely, with the sword dance of Feng Jue dyed. For a moment, everyone was intoxicated. With the wind Jue dyed amorous feelings, the sword dance was really the best. The evil handsome face was matched with cold light dots, reflecting this snow color, and such a figure became behind him. The scenery.

In the applause of the crowd, the two stopped at the same time.

Feng Jueran smiled at the evil on the other side, took his sword and turned around, threw his sword and sat down, and completed it in one go!

The bodyguard took the sword and stood behind him.

Mo Xuetong saluted respectfully and stepped back.

After that, Bai Yihao's signature fell into the hands of You Yue'e, who begged for a painting.

When the booklet was sent to the male guest, the order was different from that of the female guest. This time, it was based on the identity of the person, and naturally Feng Juexuan grabbed a headline again.

The one he chose in his hand turned out to be Ling Fengyan. He smiled gently and only let Ling Fengyan write a word. Seeing that he was just socializing on the scene, he usually asked her to write a word axis. Ling Fengyan's delicate face flashed a trace of stiffness, and people took the pen and ink and wrote it with his own words.

If you can amaze the audience on such an occasion, you must have a great reputation and add to her, but Feng Jueran only lets her write, and this is not her strength, which means that she is unintentional to her? Feng Juelei, sitting opposite Feng Juexuan, reached out and drank a glass of wine for him for the first time and sent it to Feng Jue Xuan.

Feng Juexuan took it with a smile and raised his glass to Feng Juelei. The two took a sip of each other without saying anything!

A wonderfully gentle atmosphere flows between the two, as if they are not destined to be hostile.

Next, Feng Juelei asked Wang Xiuxiu to show his piano skills, but after Ling Fengyan and Mo Xuetong performed, everyone's ears were a little tricky. Even though Wang Xiuxiu played attentively, he only got some applause.

It is said that Feng Jue dyed the signature was accidentally broken by him. When he fell to the ground, even the handwriting on it was blurred. He voluntarily skipped himself and let Bai Yihao come.

Several people sitting next to Feng Jueran could see clearly. The public prince was not ambiguous at all. After Bai Yihao refused the request to change the visa, he picked up the visa in the little eunuch's hand, smiled enchantingly, broke it, and then casually threw a pattern and threw it into the snow far away.

If it still works, that's strange!

"Can Miss Mo San dance for me?" Bai Yihao stood up, dressed in white, and his dark hair was elegant in the wind. He only used a silky blue satin to roll up at will. He smiled gently and magnificently, all of which flaunted his nobility and elegance. The daughter of the boudoir opposite only felt that the eyes had fallen on her, her face blushed slightly and his heart beat faster.

"What you want." Mo Xuetong stood up generously.

The sound of Zheng Cong's piano overflows from his slender fingers like running water. Bai Yihao's piano art is different from Ling Fengyan and Mo Xuetong. His piano sound is far away, like a mansion overlooking the sky. That kind of noble and far away, accompanied by the ultimate piano sound is as touching.

It is difficult to cooperate with such music. If you don't follow it or force yourself to keep up with it, it will definitely make the dance messy and make a fool of yourself.

The fifth princess's face was slightly better. She looked at Mo Xuetong with mockery, focused on Bai Yihao on the opposite bank, and looked at the handsome and flawless man on the opposite bank almost obsessively.

Ling Fengyan smiled quietly, but her attention fell on the extremely charming Feng Jue.

Mo Xuetong danced herself. Her dance was extremely soft, soft to incredible. With the sound of the piano, the slender hands danced gently, rotating like water, with long sleeves flowing, turning left and right, dancing with her sleeves, throwing and flying clouds and flowing water, like flying in the sky. A fairy.

Looking back and smiling, the beautiful city, the thin veil flutters, and the person is as beautiful as jade.

Everyone couldn't help but be fascinated. They only felt that the fairy in front of them was like a fairyland. The fairy in white like flowers flew in the nine-day snow pool, with sleeves, arms flying, graceful, spinning like water, slender willow-like thin waist, accompanied by dance steps, bright eyes and teeth, with a smile, all the fireworks in the world.

On the other side, the young man in white like snow, his facial features are as delicate as if they were carefully crafted. The handsome and suffocating face reflects the snow color of the sky, a slight smile, clear and touching, but clean without a trace of dust, with high elegance, and a trace of smile, which is extremely attractive.

After a long time, everyone woke up and applauded.

This scene is only because it is in the sky and can be heard several times in the world.

No one expected that Mo Xuetong could dance so skillfully, not only stepping on the turning point of the piano sound, but also making the piano sound shake, dance more and more excitedly.

The fifth princess's face became ugly, green and red, but she finally resisted not having an on-the-spot attack.

Ling Fengyan looked at Mo Xuetong in astonishment. She could also dance, but she couldn't do Mo Xuetong's figure like this. Even if she had a green figure, she was also beautiful. She had to admit that this woman from Yuncheng actually had strength that was not weaker than herself.

Feng Jue dyed and sat lazily on the chair. His face was as bright as peaches and plums, with the charm of smiling lips, and his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, with some evil publicity.

Feng Juexuan, the king of Chu, withdrew his eyes from Mo Xuetong and turned around and gave a low command to a small eunuch beside him, who retreated.

"I saw Miss Mo San's dance today and knew that women can also be so beautiful." Chen Yanyu couldn't help admiring.

"There is such a woman in the world, Wen You, you must introduce your cousin to me." Ling Mingfeng hadn't forgotten this, so he turned around and said to Luo Wenyou.

Luo Wenyou also came back from Mo Xuetong's dance. He didn't expect that his delicate cousin could do this. Only this banquet would sweep away the previous rumors that were unfavorable to her, and he was also happy for her. Hearing Ling Mingfeng's old story again, he smiled and said, "Mingfeng, don't mention this again. I heard that your family will definitely marry you this year. My cousin Tong is too small and inappropriate.

"It's not suitable. I'm not big. Besides, I can get married first and I'm not in a hurry to get married." Ling Mingfeng was anxious when he heard what Luo Wenyou meant.

"Mingfeng, don't talk about it. Your cousins are waiting for a hurry. If you don't have the next one, there will be a fight in your house. Your grandmother will tie up and tie you up to get married this time. Don't harm Miss Mo San." Chen Yanyu curled his lips and poured cold water on him rudely.

"I'll ask my grandmother to drive all those people away when I go back. The backyard of our Dingguo Mansion is not the one who wants to come." Seeing Chen Yanyu dismantle his platform, Ling Mingfeng quickly patted his chest and promised, and then pushed Luo Wenyou, "Wenyou, you must help me. We are good brothers. Don't worry, I will definitely be dedicated to your cousin."

"What are you dedicated to? Wen You, don't believe him. It's more feasible for me. There are not so many cousins in my family, waiting for me to go back to marry. I'm one year younger than Mingfeng, which is comparable to my cousin, and I don't have to get married immediately. I'm young. I can also wait!" Chen Yanyu finished Ling Mingfeng and poured a cup of tea for Luo Wenyou and recommended himself.

"What are you? You are 18 years old today, and you will be 20 years later. Your grandmother is in a hurry to hold your great-grandson, which is more anxious than my grandmother." Ling Mingfeng stared at Chen Yanyu angrily.

"If I'm not young, you'll be older. Look at the old age. If you don't get married, just wait to deceive delicate girls. What a sin!" Chen Yanyu's sharp-mouthed retal.

You Yuecheng looked on coldly, suddenly put the wine glass in his hand on the table and said coldly, "A cunning little girl!"

After saying that, he stood up and turned around and walked aside.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Who knows, I took the wrong medicine."

The two quarreling people immediately calmed down, and the arrows were consistent with the outside world.