villain mentor

Chapter 113 Dancing
"Why are you standing still, hurry up and pick a flower with us and put it on."

"Why pick flowers and put them on?" Nan Ke couldn't understand.

"It was requested by the envoy. Today we are all flower fairies. My name is Rose today. What is your name today?"

Nan Ke glanced at the garden that had been looted.

Pull out a blade of grass in the grass.

"Today I am called Dogtail Grass."

"Oh, there's no girl named that." Rose rubbed her head.

His eyes swept over the flowers on the head of the girl beside him.

"Here, your name is Peony."

"Why are you pulling the flowers on my head?" The girl covered her head.

"What are you afraid of? There are so many flowers on your head, I'll just pick one at random."

Rose gave the girl a white look.

"Hurry up, we have to go and meet up with Legie sisters soon."

Rose took the girl's wrist.

Following the large army, they rushed out of the yard.

Nan Ke looked at the gauze skirt blown up by the wind.

In an instant, I understood why emperors like to set up harems.

When my concubines are running in the wind.

The wind blows their gauze skirts, and the sun hits their cheeks.

That smile spread into the air and echoed over the lonely imperial city.

The sound like running water was rippling in my ears.

Slowly step into a flowery garden.

in the garden.

The Legies sit among the flowers.

Those beautiful red crisp hands were fiddled with on their respective musical instruments.

Music flows slowly from their fingertips.

Nan Ke followed a group of dancers into the garden.

"so beautiful."

The faces of the Legies were indistinguishable from anger and joy.

Their joy and anger all fell on the fingertips, and they plucked out along with the strings.

"Don't stand around stupidly, go quickly."

"What are you going to do?"

"Rehearse the formation." Miss Rose felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the girl's brain.

He directly took Nan Ke's little hand and rushed towards the crowd.

These dancers are serious about their work.

Under the leadership of the team leader, rehearse the formation, like the blossoming flowers in the garden, bloom together in this garden.

Nanke smacked soy sauce in the crowd.

special.

At night, I ran to the God's Mansion to dance, no matter how I thought about it, I felt that there was something wrong with me.

He looked up at the fake sun hanging over the God's Envoy's Mansion.

I really don't know what this angel is thinking.

Do not allow the night to come.

Where did you get the fake sun at night?

"Who, can you be more serious, your waist is in plaster, you can't bend down no matter what."

The team leader walked towards Nanke.

The closer you get, the more you feel that this girl is strange.

Nan Ke couldn't help clenching his fists.

The music stopped abruptly.

In the distance, a pipa girl walking slowly holding a pipa
When passing by the dancer girl, her body paused slightly.

Glancing at the lively group of dancers, there seemed to be pity in his eyes.

Compared with the bustling crowd here, she looked so out of place, with an indelible sadness in the corners of her brows and eyes.

It's like a sober person getting into a drinking game where everyone is already drunk and doesn't know what it is now.

Cruel to the sober, cruel to the drunk.

The pipa girl stopped in front of all the musicians holding her pipa.

The desolate temperament exuding from her body infected the people around her.

The people around suddenly felt that if they laughed, they would become extra ridiculous.

The man was holding his lute and wanted to stand in the middle of the orchestra.

But the middle of the band has been occupied by Guzheng girls.

Maybe it's because the position of the band is extra important, or maybe it's because of other reasons.

The positioning problem has not been resolved.

The leader finally moved out.

"This is the most famous pipa player in the imperial city. He used to play pipa in the imperial palace. He was favored by the envoy, so he specially wanted to come here."

The implication is that this guy is very powerful, you can get out of the way.

"The leader's consciousness is that Xiao Lan is useless." Hong Yi held the guzheng in his hand. "Our band has always had few pipa players, but not everyone can come in."

"Why can't people come in, you don't want to compete now, do you?"

"Why can't we learn from each other?" Hong Yi sat back in front of her guzheng.

The sound of music echoed in the sky again.

The surrounding dancers were also surrounded by joy again.

Nan Ke stood among the dancers, but couldn't continue dancing.

She didn't know what she was doing to dance and be happy.

And she could also feel that these dancers didn't know why they were dancing.

They are really happy.

Locked in this cage like a canary, it becomes something for others to make fun of.

Or maybe, because they got a roof where they can breathe, they don't have to worry about food and drink.

But when the basic needs are met, people will definitely have other needs.

Here, pretending to be happy can survive, but real happiness can never be obtained.

Liberty has been deprived, how can we talk about happiness.

The surrounding dancers twisted their bodies.

The team leader suddenly beat the gong and drum.

Indicate that the envoys can summon them.

The dance was only half-baked.

It's time to go on stage and perform.

Pushed forward by Legie beside him.

The gate like a palace is open.

There are many gorgeously dressed women sitting scattered on the ground.

There are many women in there who I have met before, and they are considered to be the ones I personally selected.

But these women have never seen themselves.

Through the curtain, there were so many soldiers standing beside him, I didn't even dare to look at them.

But these women have all heard their own voices.

Damn.

In case of being recognized, how should I get out.

"Jump, jump up for me."

With the support of several beauties, a drunken man slowly came to the seat in the center.

Nan Ke's twisting body suddenly stopped.

special.

Met an acquaintance again.

The man collapsed on the chair, because he was drunk, he could only squint his eyes and look at the dancing woman in front of him.

A black hair scattered.

There is no trace of the radiant appearance of the past.

Big Brother?
Nan Ke stood among the crowd.

I remembered that year when I was riding a white horse, wearing white clothes, holding a folding fan, and said that I would travel all over the world.

"Junior Sister, when you travel across thousands of rivers and mountains one day, every mountain will pass on the legend of me."

"If you're dressed in white, why bother to be a hero?"

"A white horse enters a reed flower."

Leaving this sentence, it dissipated into the sky.

When I chose to fight against the Nine Nether Temple back then, the elder brother used all the connections he could use to form a chivalrous army to protect those who had to evacuate their hometowns due to the war.

She really couldn't connect the bohemian man in front of her with the knight in white in her memory.

"Why don't you dance?"

The envoy lying on the chair pushed away the woman beside him.

Walk slowly towards Nanke.

Nan Ke looked at the person walking towards him.

In a trance, she saw the senior brother she admired come back.

The white clothes swayed slightly with the footsteps, carrying all kinds of romantic aura, and there was a light on his face that could make mountains, rivers, lakes and seas look pale.

(End of this chapter)