The female supporting role in Quick Transmigration wants to help the boss survive

Chapter 9 King Qi's peerless medical concubine (9)

Nanny Li led Feng Yao and his party to the door of the banquet: "Girls, you have to behave well."

Feng Yao was holding a pipa and Yu Qinger was standing behind them. The twin dance started with the backing dancers, and then the main dancer entered.

"Sister, are you really going to do this?" Although Feng Yao had no intention of persuading Yu Qing'er to change her mind, she still asked.

Yu Qing'er was stunned for a moment, then turned her gaze to Feng Yao: "Don't worry, sister, I will definitely not harm my sister."

Seeing Yu Qing'er's firm demeanor, Feng Yao finally couldn't bear it: "Since my sister has a good life, why take risks."

"My sister, who was only sixteen years old, went out to get medicine for her frail mother that day, but failed to come back. Three days later, she found her disheveled and stupid sister on the street. My sister was taken by that bastard Tan Yanqing... my sister... my sister..."

Yu Qing'er had tears in her eyes, and the more she said, the more her emotions became more and more wrong. She calmed down for a moment, but she still couldn't say the last words: "No matter what, I will try."

Perhaps because she needed Feng Yao's cooperation, Yu Qing'er told what had been in her heart for two years.

No one knew that in the past two years, every time Yu Qinger wanted to stab Tan Yanqing every time she sang and danced, but there was still a stupid younger sister and a sick mother who needed to be taken care of at home, but if she didn't do it now, Yu Qinger might not have any more Here's the chance.

After listening to what Yu Qing'er said, Feng Yao handed the pipa to Yu Qing'er and comforted: "I will dance today, and my sister will assist me. I still have a sister and mother at home. There is really no need to take this risk. Sister, hate It will only harm yourself and your family..."

Feng Yao deliberately emphasized the word family. Yu Qing'er could disregard her own safety, but she would not disregard the safety of her mother and sister.

Sure enough, as Feng Yao thought, Yu Qing'er heard the word family, thought for a moment, and finally took the pipa: "But sister..."

Feng Yao shook his head: "Sister, don't worry, my sister has a plan to retreat."

Feng Yao is naturally not afraid, even if she is taken away, not to mention that she is the daughter of the Feng family, the future Princess Qi, her acupuncture alone can paralyze the meridians and make her retreat.

Thinking about it, Feng Yao touched the silver needle on his waist.

Although she heard what Feng Yao said, Yu Qing'er was still worried that if anything happened to Feng Yao, she would never be able to pay it off in her lifetime.

Seeing that the supporting dancer inside was refreshing and the music gradually stopped, Feng Yao covered his face with his sleeves and walked into the room slowly, followed by Yu Qing'er.

The pipa sounded, and the accompanying dancers scattered, leaving only Feng Yao and Yu Qing'er on Ruoda's dance floor.

Feng Yao waved his sleeves and stepped out of Ling Wei's steps, spinning in the air for a while, and being as quiet as a rabbit for a while.

Looking at Yu Qing'er again, jade fingers are dancing on the pipa, and the pipa music in the house is sometimes breathtaking, and sometimes as thin as flowing water.

After the dance, Yu Qing'er put down her pipa, and with Feng Yao at her side, the two women danced gracefully. The twin dance they performed was no less than original. Qin Heng and Tan Yanqing were reluctant to look away.

Tan Yanqing looked at Feng Yao, who was covered by a veil, dancing back and forth, feeling rippling in her heart, and said to herself, "Such a woman is wonderful, wonderful."

Qin Heng, who sat in the main seat, nodded even more, and didn't even look at Hu Yingxue next to him, only to see Feng Yao waving his sleeves, and the tight dance clothes wrapped his figure so that he hung down the curtain.

Looking at Feng Yao's figure, Qi Lian clicked his tongue, taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking at him, he relaxed his body, smiled charmingly at Feng Yao who was doing the dance, and thought to himself: "What is the purpose of this woman? "

Looking at the gazes of the crowd, Feng Yao was very satisfied. Her dancing skills, which she had practiced for the rehearsal of a costume drama, were not inferior. At this moment, she danced with the pictures in her memory without any effort. It was just King Qi's smile that made her feel so much better. Feng Yao's posture slanted, almost tripping him...

(End of this chapter)