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Chapter 59 The poor monk also wants to return to the vulgar (27)

Seeing that no one was fighting for him, they all looked in Jiang Ci's direction with an "obsessed" look.

Princess Pingyang was so angry that her eyes were red.

This world... Seriously, it's so unfair!

However, Princess Pingyang has forgotten that women are born with the ability to judge whores, tearing green tea with hands, and fighting against white lotus, so naturally they will not be fooled by her poor acting skills.

And what about the man present?
In ancient times, all men had three wives and four concubines. They were more intriguing in the backyard than in the officialdom. They were used to it and were immune to it. Of course, they also sneered at her tricks.

Everyone's face was like watching a drama, and they were all concerned about their own affairs.

Seeing that the scene could no longer be maintained, the emperor was about to speak out when he was cut off.

The woman who was sitting leisurely in the chair stood up.

"Since I'm invited, I will naturally participate."

The originally quiet scene suddenly became noisy, and there were many discussions.

Isn't this humiliating?

Gee.

Princess Pingyang, with her head down, twitched the corners of her mouth slightly.

The women who had looked at her before also had smiles on their lips.

No one would believe that Jiang Ci was truly talented.

……

Really a bewitching beauty.

Just a few short steps make people hold their breath, for fear that the beauty in front of them will disappear.

He was dressed in red, with black hair reaching his waist.The two colors are intertwined and collide to create a stunning sense of color.

Compared with the gentleness and virtuousness of most women, Jiang Ci is more like a goblin, stunning at first glance, and unable to look away at second glance.

Before everyone could react, the soul-stirring flute sounded softly, and the woman on the stage also moved.

Smart, elegant, elegant.

It is as agile as a flying sky holding a pipa, as elegant as a light snowflake all over the sky, and as elegant as a fairy who grows lotus every step of the way.

She dances lightly and gracefully, with her long eyebrows, beautiful eyes, fingers, and waist; with the flowers on her bun, and the pleated skirt at her waist; Spinning like a whirlwind, showing a moving picture.

At this time, the sound of the flute became more and more urgent, and her figure danced faster and faster, Ruyu's white hands lingered gracefully, and her skirt fluttered.

A pair of smoky water eyes still want to speak, the streamer is flying, the whole person is like a flower separated from the fog, hazy and ethereal, flashing beautiful colors, but so far away...

Her dancing posture is light and agile, her body is as light as a swallow, her body is as soft as a cloud, her arms are as soft as bones, and she dances like a lotus flower every step of the way.

Like butterflies flying among the flowers, like gurgling water, like the bright moon in the deep mountains, like the morning light in the alleys, like the round dew on the tip of lotus leaves, it makes me feel like drinking fine wine, so drunk that I can't restrain myself.

"Gudong..." The audience was silent, even the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard.

Then came thunderous applause.

"Is this... the Jinghong Dance?"

An old man in the crowd rubbed his sore eyes and asked in astonishment.

He is a musician, just now he has been staring at the dancing posture, not daring to slack off, for fear that something may be missed.

If you ask him what he loves most in life, he will definitely answer: "Jinghong Dance".

But Jinghong Dance has been lost for several dynasties. He was lucky enough to see a short period of it, and he spent half his life thinking about it. Therefore, he can be quite sure.

What Jiang Ci danced was indeed Jinghong Dance.

Not only can she dance, but she dances very well, even... more pleasing to the eye than the original one he has seen.

People think that Jinghong Dance should be soft and beautiful, but the heroic spirit that is more rough and less weak plays a key role.

(End of this chapter)