Phoenix Fight

Facts have proved that Aunt Yin just came to lead the ladies to be late and was entangled by Mu Qingqing.

Facts have proved: Pu Yangyi, who only pursued Mu Qingqing in his life, finally followed Bai Languo’s suggestion and followed Mu Qingqing’s insistence on drafting, but he promised: "In the next days, if I do Stepping into the casino, I personally cut off my leg! Qingqing, listen to me, I will definitely not let you fall into the hands of Big Brother and Uncle Seven!"

These words resounded in the palace for a long time, which made Bai Languo and Zhao Yu'er very envious. Their young couple was angry, but they were betting their lives. If Pu Yangyi had such a realization, how great... …

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"What does the prince like? Forgive me for my incompetence. I couldn't find out. But the Seventh Prince likes dancing. I think you should all know when you sign up. Now that more than half a year has passed, you should also be able to practice dancing. It looks decent. Today is February and the two dragons raised their heads. The emperor set up a banquet in the Royal Garden. After a while, you will be alone in the dance. How about?"

After Aunt Yin confessed these words in the back hall, the well-prepared show girls finally looked forward to the day when they showed their talents. They were eager to try and excited, busy choosing dance clothes, make-up and hair, and the hall was suddenly chaotic. It became a pot of porridge.

Originally, recent show girls shouldn’t show up with such a big fanfare, but this year’s draft is different from previous years. It is rare that the prince of the court and the ministers of civil and military affairs will gather at the court on the Spring Dragon Festival. The emperor ordered the show girls to appear early, or to choose as soon as possible, so as not to stay in the palace and sway in front of the emperor every day. The emperor worried that he could not help but steal women from the people under his hands.

Acknowledging that this is gossip, the emperor’s real purpose is to see where Miss Zhao’s family will get her. Zhao Zuoxiang is under 10,000 people, but there is only such a precious daughter. Whoever she marries is equal to half the country. To whom, the emperor would naturally take this to take a good look at who in the court has greater ambitions.

In this room, the members of the Imperial Garden are intertwined and peaceful. Although they are thinking about each other to toast, they are silent on their faces. They all sit comfortably, waiting for the debut of the show girls.

And in that side, the show girls who were going to perform at the Imperial Front for the first time inevitably panicked and messed up with nervousness. Among them, Bai Languo was the most carefree and nonchalant.

Bai Languo watched as the ladies were choosing gorgeous floral dresses one by one. There were so many decorative pendants on those dresses. Wouldn't it just fade away if they became martial arts in a while? What's more, the clothes are exposed too much and are not suitable for martial arts at all. Isn't this making people difficult?

Therefore, Bai Languo didn't choose clothes, but changed her skirt into a simple but conservative knee-length skirt and waist top, which looked neat and neat, but also outstanding.

Then she started to do nothing to do, jogging around, helping Mu Qingqing comb her hair for a while, and mocking Zhao Yuer's clothes for being too cumbersome. When the hour arrives, people all have to go. When queuing up, she ran to the latrine and hushed.

When she came back, Mu Qingqing had just left the stage after dancing, with an angry look on her face, Bai Languo went up to ask her what was wrong, and she jumped with anger: "Am I not good at dancing? Why are all but him? Don't choose me?"

This dance is also one of the selection items. To show the female solo dance. If the nobles of the kings and suns can see the performance, they will give her a flower. If no one gives flowers, this round will be eliminated. Although Mu Qingqing's dancing skills are not shocking. , But not ordinary, in the end, only the three princes happily gave her a flower, she was hanging on the edge of elimination, and she was not happy.

Bai Languo had another idea: It is because everyone knows that Miss Mu has no wealth background and is only a concubine. Even if she is beautiful, she has no power to rely on, so it is better to sell her face to the third prince. After all, everyone knows that the third prince likes her very much.

"You should be happy. He might not give you flowers to make you weeded out, and follow him obediently, but he just gave you flowers, which shows that he appreciates you, but he is reluctant to force you to quit and make you unhappy. He cares about you very much." Bai Languo persuaded her a few words, and leaned back to see the next show girl, because there was a commotion in the crowd, applause, cheers and enviable sighs. Guess, it must be Zhao Yuer.

Only after Zhao Yuer was as light as a swallow and danced for a long time, Bai Languo realized afterwards: "Huh? She...why doesn't she use knives and guns? I know she has two tricks, why? Didn't take this opportunity to perform and dance instead?"

Mu Qingqing looked at Bai Languo dumbfounded, and she seemed to realize: Why from the beginning, Bai Languo clung to her sword tightly: "Of course it's dancing! The test is dance art. Otherwise, what do you think it is?" Dare to hear "dancing art" as "wuyi"?

Seeing her shocked and bewildered look, Mu Qingqing knew that she was right.

"While it hasn't started yet, you quickly follow me to the next hall, I will teach you a few moves temporarily, so you can quickly learn, lest you lose too badly for a while." Mu Qingqing hurriedly pulled her aside. The prince is watching, how can you be so reckless?"

Bai Languo sighed bitterly, and said that he gave up: "Forget it! I was confused. I have misunderstood Wuyi as a martial arts for more than half a year. I have only temporarily embraced the Buddha's feet. It is estimated that nothing will be done. See you all dancing one by one. It's all so difficult, I'm still... I'll win by surprise."

"How can you win by surprise?" Mu Qingqing asked.

"I dance in Latin."

"What Ding?"

"Kung Pao Chicken!"

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Zhao Yuer's dance of shocking horror really shocked the world. It was almost a sensation and prolonged applause. Almost everyone of the nobles and grandchildren gave her a flower, and the seventh prince and the prince made the final decision.

At that time, Zhao Yuer's maid was holding a basket of flowers, standing in front of the Seventh Prince and the Prince, not knowing whether to stop or go.

You look at me and I look at you, both of them seem to be pondering, and they all seem to be sneering at each other, and in the end, almost at the same time, they lost a flower in that basket.

Pu Yangyue's chic movements made Zhao Yuer's heart radiant. Although he had never looked at her, she was already bathed in the dawn of hope. When the excitement came off, she glanced at Bai Languo who was about to play, and raised her eyebrows and chuckles: "There are not many flowers in the hands of the prince."