It seems to be similar

The blurred candlelight, the flying veil. On the dreamlike Xiangtai, a fairy who came out of the beautiful figure painting was dancing in an extraordinary dance posture. She was wearing a light blue dress, wearing a white gauze outside, and her well-cut clothes vividly reflected her beautiful figure. In particular, the long hair on the waist is even more beautiful. The ink hair is blown all over the sky by the cold wind, but the other strands of hair are mischievous on both cheeks. There was no decoration on her head, just a light blue ribbon, gently tied a wisp of hair. With a red crystal on his neck, the crystal shone slightly, setting off his skin as white as snow, like a fairy going down to earth. Now, as long as she smiles and turns around, it is enough to attract amazement. Yes, as the saying goes, hands are like soft, skin is like curd fat, collars are like corpion, teeth are like rhinoceros, head moth eyebrows, smiling cleverly, beautiful eyes are looking forward to, eyebrows are like green feathers, teeth are like shellfish, waist is like a plain, smiling, confused Yangcheng, fascinated Cai. Maybe that's the woman.

At this moment, her figure is like a willow, her eyes are like water, and occasionally with some melancholy, giving people a sense of hope.

Just when everyone was intoxicated, she waved her broad sleeves, the wind blew, and the blue skirt floated like a fairy. Her figure is so slim, her steps are so light, her manners are generous, and her dance style is indescribably elegant and elegant. She raised her slender legs slightly and rotated elegantly. Her movements were so gentle and calm, like running water.

Then, her arms were like snakes, swinging her spotless white long sleeves, and the whole dance was so clear and rhythmic under her interpretation.

Yes, her dance is sometimes strong and straight, chic and bold, sometimes briskly jumping, funny dance, sometimes graceful, gentle and lingering... Compared with the most old-fashioned and primitive dance, after her own self-made dance, coupled with her own tempering, this dance has made her soft and lyrical, amorous, romantic and charming. In a moment, the cheers from the stage filled the whole building.

After a dance, Su Nianwei was exhausted. Yes, half a month of rehearsal has finally been completed today. In the next few days, she must have a good rest. Thinking of this, Su Nianwei was slightly relieved, and then took advantage of his last strength to thank him, and then left with the help of the maid.

Before leaving, she always felt uncomfortable all over. Compared with the past, she is inevitably a little formal today.

I don't know why, but today she always feels that Yanyulou seems to be a little wrong. Her heart is always suppressed by something, and from beginning to end, there is a force that is difficult to release. Is it because of him? Is Dongling snowy? I heard that he entered the city a few days ago. Will he visit the Yanyu Tower in person today?

And at this time, are you looking forward to him or worrying about him coming?

Are you looking forward to seeing him again, or are you worried that he will accidentally break into her life again? This kind of ambivalence hit her again and again, making her unable to live in peace.

The thunderous applause and praise did not make her lose any reason. Before leaving, she deliberately glanced at the corners of the stage. Although she did not find anything unusual, she always felt that there was a haze that she could not see through in a corner.

"The girl of Wangchen is really surprising, and every time it comes out, people can see exquisite performances!"

"Yes, I don't know how long it will take after this day."

"Well, after another half a month, who will make her a famous prostitute now? Besides, her song and dance skills have also been carefully studied. That tune and dance skills are not what ordinary people can do.

"Well, this woman is not only beautiful, but also I heard that she is talented. These dances and songs are all from her. If you take a closer look at the music score, you will find that today's literati are probably a little difficult!"

"Yo, isn't it? It seems that this forgetful girl is really not simple. She is beautiful and so talented. She must be the daughter of a large family. Is she the daughter of which family?

"I don't know about this. Anyway, not only the people of the tea city are crazy about her appearance, but now some heroic princes who were originally stationed in Kyoto don't hesitate to say goodbye thousands of miles and want to see their beauty!"

"Isn't it? This time, I heard that the young and brave, cold-blooded and cruel king of Han who came to guard the tea city also came."

Is that right? He has come, and this forgetful girl is very attractive. Maybe the emperor will come here to have a look in person in the future!"

"Hehe, it's hard to say... hard to say..."

Listening to the lobbying of the guests, the middle-aged man in a blue brocade robe suddenly walked towards a young man with strong evil spirit all over his body. The man was wearing a black robe, and his figure looked long and straight, but looking at it from a distance, he was a little dull.

When the middle-aged man faced him again, he bowed slightly and then said lightly, "Your Majesty, do you want to..."

The man in black raised his white and slender five fingers without waiting for him to finish speaking; "No need." He answered him slowly and then turned around.

The moment the man turned around, as if all the focus was focused on him alone. Yes, he exudes an arrogant atmosphere all over his body, and he has a face with two different characteristics, handsome and handsome. The pupil occupied a large part of the eyes, black, like a bottomless deep pool, and the bridge of the nose was as straight as measured with a ruler. He gently squeezed the corners of his lips, and a small dimple appeared on his mouth. His facial features were exquisite and flawless, but together, it gave people a heroic and cold feeling...

At this time, his eyes were stubborn and stubborn, and his slightly childish face under his black hair actually had a trace of hatred, and his rosy lips were slightly raised with a strange sneer. Just as the middle-aged man was a little frightened, he suddenly turned around and walked away from him without saying a word. The wide yarn black silk forged and gently swayed and trembled in the candlelight.

"I want to see her!"

A word without any emotion was left, and the middle-aged man immediately nodded, ordered the two little guys around him, and then hurriedly followed.

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Su Nianwei was fascinated by the beautiful face without any expression in the mirror platform. Yes, after so long, he is still not used to this strange and slightly familiar face. Since the sudden transformation of the ugly duckling, she has been half happy and half worried. Fortunately, she no longer has to be ridiculed and afraid by others. Worry is, can those people she deliberately remember in the bottom of her heart still remember her?

After thinking hard for a long time, she squeezed her lips and smiled bitterly. What on earth is she thinking about? Isn't that the result she wants? The days with Dongling Chutian and Dongling Xuehan have passed. She shouldn't miss it anymore. Now she is no longer Su Nianwei, but Su Wangchen.

Yes, she has to quickly adapt to this identity, quickly forget her past, and will not shake her belief for so many years by the appearance of someone.

With no warning, the cabinet door was gently pushed open.

Su Nianwei got up in shock and turned his head to find that it was Zhao Jinhua who entered the room with a sad face.

Su Nianwei looked at her doubtfully and said, "Mom, why are you here?"

"Well, let me have a look..."

Looking at Zhao Jinhua's hesitation and stop talking, Su Nianwei seemed to have guessed that she was in such a dilemma; "Mom won't come to me so presumptuously. Shouldn't it be another benefactor who wants to toast?" Although this kind of thing has become commonplace for these young women. However, there are rules in this building. Su Nianwei didn't name the guests she wanted to meet, and with Zhao Jinhua as the backing, it is impossible for ordinary people to meet. These days, the most powerful person in the tea city can't force Su Nianwei to have fun with her.

"That's right, that's it!" Speaking of this, Zhao Jinhua became quite embarrassed.

"No, mom, let's refuse. I'm not in a good mood tonight and don't want to come out!" If Zhao Jinhua came to invite her in person, she would have appreciated her, but when she thought that there seemed to be a strange weight peeping at her, she had no intention to accompany her. I always feel that something wrong is lurking.

Zhao Jinhua looked helpless and said, "I can't refuse. Tonight's guests are a hundred times more difficult to deal with than those officials!"

"Oh? Who is it?" Zhao Jinhua, who will make the gold medal "Laobao" (in order to make a mistake) so panic, he must be an important person.

"The king of Han today's Eastern Qin Kingdom - Dongling Xuehan!"