Arrogant Consort Adored By War Prince

That feeling came again, as if a punch on the cotton, Ouyang Mengyu annoyed: "Come on, Yu Zisu, don't regret it!" The steps on her head swayed, in the sun. Refract the cold light.

Yu Zi Su stood there quietly, unmoved.

When Ouyang Mengyu came to Jingguo, he meant to have a marriage. Knowing that Jingguo's annual Hundred Flowers Banquet is an excellent opportunity, he also prepared very seriously.

She is dressed in a bright red dress, which is different from Yu Wanrou's grace and gentleness. She is glamorous and arrogant, like a high princess, proud and dismissive of mortals.

She turned her body and leaned back. The red dancing clothes twirled in the air, and then she spread her wings like a phoenix.

Wen Shuhua was standing next to Yu Zisu. From the moment she heard the dance, something was wrong. Then she saw the dance. It was even more wrong. Looking at Yu Zisu with a faint expression on her face, she thought about it. She was still right to Yu. Zisu said everything he knew.

"Zi Su, this is the famous song "Jinghong" in ancient times. This song is originally extremely rare, and few people know about it in the world today, and this dance is even rarer. I'm so proficient, I'm afraid I have already figured out this dance.

"Jinghong?" Yu Zisu raised his eyebrows faintly, and his eyes showed a few deep thoughts. Is it a coincidence, or in the dark, everything is doomed? She had also heard of this name at first, and the person who created this song is a legend in the secret service industry of the 21st century, leaving only one codename Red Demon.

"Yes, this song has a lot of origin..."

It is said that the person who created this song was Feng Muling, the female emperor of the ancient kingdom of Dongqiguo. This dance once disturbed the Four Kingdoms because of this dance. This dance was also popular for a while, but in the end it was banned for no reason.

And this dance was slowly lost, and he didn't expect that Princess Yang Xi would actually be able to learn this dance.

Yu Zisu smiled faintly, she thought, maybe this time, Ouyang Mengyu will have a pale face, because she is not a real Jinghongwu at all, because the real Jinghongwu uses water sleeves instead of this Wide sleeves similar to Hanfu.

And what she planned to dance was really the shocking inspiration that the senior Red Demon had adapted from that year, and the dance clothes she made were sleeves and ribbons.

Yu Zisu comforted: "It's okay, just sit on it and see how I win her."

"Good." Although Wen Shuhua is generous and elegant, it does not mean that she is a bad and good person. She still knows who and what.

For example, this Princess Yang Xi is not a good stubborn stubborn, so she would not foolishly persuade Yu Zisu to let her go. She felt that Yu Zisu was a friend worth making.

After the dance, Ouyang Mengyu turned his red dress and saluted: "Your Majesty, Niang Niang, Yang Xi dances with this song, and I wish your Majesty all the best!"

Although there was still a bit of aura, the unique dance style of this dance was also an eye-opener for everyone, and they couldn't help but praise Ouyang Mengyu in twos and threes.

"Good, good!" The queen glanced at Yu Zisu and praised her first: "Yang Xiguo is indeed a good princess of the Tanglin Kingdom. This dance is really beautiful! The movements are proficient and the posture is beautiful. It can be seen that Yang Xi is also bothered. NS!"

"Yes, Princess Yang Xi's dance is really beautiful!" Ningxia Yu said.

Although Princess Linze couldn't bear to take the limelight from Princess Yang Xi like this, when she attended the Baihua Banquet, the queen mother told her the importance of Princess Yang Xi and told her not to provoke Princess Yang Xi.

So even though Princess Linze was very dissatisfied with everyone's compliment to this Princess Yang Xi, she still had nothing.

"Yang Xi has a heart." Jing Di just said lightly, making people unable to see what he was thinking.

The prince Ye Chong sternly said: "Princess Yang Xi is really versatile!"

Yu Wanrou suddenly stood up and said, "During the dance of Princess Yangxi, the dance should be the ancient song "Jinghong"?" It is not a big deal to have "Jinghong". After all, as long as you remember the rhythm of the song, It can be passed down, but the dance is different.

Dance has very high requirements for memory, strength and practice. It is not that simple for "Jinghong" dance to be passed down.

So when Yu Wanrou said this, everyone's color changed. This is actually the ancient song "Jinghong", but unfortunately I just failed to take a good look...

"How do you know?" Ouyang Mengyu raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Wanrou with a hint of arrogance.

It is said that the enemy of the enemy is a friend. Although Yu Wanrou hides it very well, how could a woman like Ouyang Mengyu who came out of the palace and survived fail to see her jealousy and resentment towards Yu Zisu.

It is said that the enemy of the enemy is a friend. If you are reliable with this Yu Wanrou, there may be opportunities for cooperation in the future.

"The courtier is just a little bit of research on dance." Yu Wanrou said softly and softly, her gentle appearance is even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Concubine Lotus sitting under Emperor Jing covered her mouth and smiled, and said, "Rou'er is still so humble. It is clear that she has studied this dance hard by herself. Even my aunt is ashamed of it, and said it is a study. What a minute!"

Although there was a bit of reprimand in the words, there was no hint of reprimand on his face, but with joy and pride. Obviously, he was telling everyone that Yu Wanrou was versatile and was also paving the way for Yu Wanrou.

In Lian's eyes, she actually hoped that Yu Wanrou could marry Ye Zhongxu more than Lianyi.

For nothing else, just relying on the fact that Mrs. Lian is her direct relatives, the sister of a compatriot, she will never betray her no matter what, instead of being like the Lian family who can’t tell one day for their own benefit, Even the lotus concubine herself will be given up.

Yu Wanrou softly smiled and said, "I made my aunt laugh."

Looking at these people endlessly, Yu Zisu was rather helpless. Now everyone was attracted by Yu Wanrou's "Jinghong", and they were discussing the Jinghongwu. What should I do?

"Yes, this is Jinghongwu!" Ouyang Mengyu lifted her chin up high, and her red dress was warm, making her a bit acrimonious, but apparently she hadn't noticed it at all, but was provocative. Glancing at Yu Zisu.

"Cough cough..." Jingdi coughed slightly. As expected, everyone in Baihuaju became quiet. Jingdi said: "The next one is Miss Yu."

When Yu Zisu saw Yu Wanrou's mocking jokes, and Prime Minister Yu's disapproval but said nothing, and even his wife's mocking smile, a wicked taste suddenly surged in his heart.

Since I plan to make a high profile today, let's make a high profile to the end and completely wash away the name of your own waste! She Yu Zisu has never been a good stubborn!

The feeling of being called waste all day is really uncomfortable!

Yu Zisu stood up, dressed in a blue-pigmented dress, and she was very cold in the sun. She nodded to Jingdi, slightly frivolous, but Jingdi was not dissatisfied. This woman is worthy of appreciation!

"boom…"

Different from Ouyang Mengyu’s graceful, elegant, refined and elegant tunes, Yu Zisu’s tunes were as loud as a battlefield from the very beginning. What surprised everyone was that the tunes had already sounded and Yu Zisu hadn’t moved yet.

The sound of the pipa quickly followed the sound of the guzheng, and a group of palace ladies rushed out from nowhere, and placed a vertical drum, which was converted from a big drum in the palace, on the ground firmly.

"Zheng..." With a light tone, ten years of red claws, this piano sound is like a clear spring in the surging sound, and the clear sound bursts out instantly, as if an eagle spreads its wings instantly.

Just when everyone was addicted to this music, Yu Zisu moved.

If you don't move, it's amazing.

The cyan silk ribbon flicked down from his hand, I don’t know what force was used to make the silk ribbon float steadily in the air, and Yu Zisu, from his seat, mixed with the silk ribbon instantly Slide it down.

A Tsing Yi, stunning elegance!

The wind is blowing, and the clothes are fluttering!

Yu Zisu, who turned around, landed in the eyes of everyone's surprise, his waist was as soft as a willow branch, he bent backward, his long sleeves, raised high, and instantly hit the high shaft. drum!

"boom…"

As he turned, Tsing Yi whirled against the wind, and another long sleeve was raised, falling, and hitting the vertical drum again.

As if crossing the reckless horizon, the drums were thrilled, with the anger and pride of fighting on the battlefield, instead of being gentle and boring.

In the eyes of everyone's surprise, Yu Zisu danced again, his steps fluttering like a butterfly, graceful, with coldness and unruly arrogance.

The long sleeves were thrown out again, with the sound of the piano and pipa, wading across the mountains and rivers with a hurried and depressed soul.

Ever since Yu Zisu floated down from his seat like a nine-day mysterious woman, everyone was a little dumbfounded, but after hearing this ancient voice, they couldn't help but become drunk.

This is a song of troubled times, this is a song of shocking encouragement.

The sound of drums, piano, and pipa sounded in the ears, and the sound was affectionate. One sound was more arrogant than one sound, and the other sound was more majestic than another.

Different from Ouyang Mengyu's dance, Yu Zisu's dance is full of atmosphere and vicissitudes, but it is holy like never tolerating being profaned.

Ye Xiuming looked at the person who was intoxicated in the dance, and couldn't help but startled, Su Er like this was a bit strange, Su Er, how many more he didn't know?

When the dance finally stopped, everyone was still immersed in the drums of the song just now, as if they could still see the magnificent dance, with a magnificent momentum and a compelling feeling.

Vicissitudes, but not depressed.

Even Yu Wan and Ningxia Yu, who wanted to stab her, couldn't speak for a long time, and Ouyang Mengyu deeply felt Yu Zisu's prowess in dancing.

For a while, everyone present was indulged in it, without words.