Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

And the second lady came up blushing, and after Yun Luoxia's performance, her aura was obviously not as strong as the former.

She said with some shame: "The empress, the courtiers are not good at singing and dancing on weekdays. Today, I drew two strokes at random to celebrate this day."

With that, the woman picked up the paintbrush.

On the side were the table and rice paper that had been prepared by the servants long ago. Her thin hands were slowly raised, but the force that fell on the paper was undiminished.

In the process of her painting, the court musicians next to her played the music very clearly.

Let this lady not be so embarrassed.

And in this gap, Du Xuechun was thinking about which note to draw, and listened to the queen mother slowly saying: "Today so many Beijing daughters are here, it is a good day, and the emperor can take advantage of this opportunity to accept a few concubines. ,What do you think?"

I was waiting for her here.

Du Xuechun lowered her head and sneered, and did not let anyone see that her expression was wrong, and the Queen Mother gave her a provocative look.

The confrontation between the two in the air began invisibly.

"Mother, although the country is peaceful and peaceful, there are already three emperor heirs in the harem, and there will be new princes in a while. I am not in a hurry to continue to accept the concubine in the palace.

Feng Xuan Che's expression was a bit bad, he said with a calm face, his eyes were full of warnings to the Queen Mother.

But the Queen Mother said reluctantly: "The first emperor is at your age, and the harem is already three thousand beauties. You are less than thirty now. Emperor, is the Aijia embarrassing you?"

Naturally.

Feng Xuan Che said silently in his heart, and did not answer any more, but everyone present saw that there was something wrong between the two of them, and they dared not say anything for a while.

When the queen mother saw Feng Xuanche doing this trick with herself again, she ignored her question, and the nameless anger in her heart gradually increased.

She didn't show it, but the corner of her mouth twitched and said: "The queen, the mourning family is also a visitor. She knows that those intrigues in the harem are useless. Women will be old and faint and can help their husbands establish a family business. That's the business."

The Queen Mother's voice was not loud, but Du Xuechun could hear her clearly. She looked at the Queen Mother coldly.

The look in her eyes was like a sudden snow in December, very shocking, the queen mother ignored her eyes without any expression.

"My palace is also a bit boring recently. It's a little boring to circle the palace every day. Today, my palace is in a good mood, so I will offer a dance to the empress dowager to wish you a happy mood."

When Du Xuechun said this, many people were a little surprised.

The Queen Mother actually wanted to dance in public. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The last time Du Xuechun pulled out the sword in front of everyone and danced a sword dance, many people still remember it.

Therefore, this time she took the initiative to speak, which also made many women look forward to it.

Many of them were obsessed with Du Xuechun's last sword dance, and they had long secretly worshiped Du Xuechun.

For a while, I became a little impatient with the paintings of women.

The woman seemed to be aware of the current situation, and her speed began to increase.

Her sweat gradually shed, and the maid on the side quickly stretched out her hand and wiped it for her, worrying about her own lady in her heart.

"My palace first go down and change clothes."

Seeing everyone's reaction, Du Xuechun didn't react, just said plainly.

So he went to the tent with Mingying.

She did not bring her dance clothes this time, but the Royal Hunting Ground has always prepared a lot.

Looking at all kinds of elegant long skirts, each one is attracting her attention. They are gorgeous and outstanding, all of which are red and purple.

Du Xuechun quickly picked a red wide-sleeved dance skirt.

"That's it, you can dress me up quickly."

Because of the urgency of time, Mingying moved very quickly. She put makeup on Du Xuechun's face. For a while, Du Xuechun's face was full of bright and open air. It's like a flower of wealth in the world, as long as you walk, you can't help but attract attention.

Du Xuechun's appearance is not bad at first, so when he is dressed up, the breath of the years on his body is completely covered, but because of the precipitation of time, he feels a little sharper.

It makes people feel that they can only be seen from a distance, not to play with.

Du Xuechun put on the dance skirt she chose. This skirt was made of yarn, and light, so it didn't feel heavy and suitable for dancing.

"Let's go."

In fact, Mingying could also see that Du Xuechun's sudden "whisper" was actually due to the words of the Queen Mother.

The mother of my own family does not want to be said to be declining in adulthood. This will put on the dance clothes again.

In the past, when he was learning medical skills under Poison mother-in-law, in his free time, Du Xuechun also practiced some dancing postures, so he could keep his posture soft all year round.

Many movements are not very laborious.

The two came to the banquet again. The painting of the second woman was finished, and it was presented to the queen mother to see. The latter found it unremarkable, but because of the nervousness of the woman, she praised it. sentence.

The woman was a little excited, and she was a blessing in disguise this time.

Even if she performed in front of so many people, the queen mother admitted that her paintings were good, and since then, she can talk about her relatives.

The pictures she drew were praised by the empress dowager.

The woman stepped back contentedly.

Just in time, Du Xuechun wore a crimson head and face, and his whole person was like a red feather phoenix, open and full of attack.

After the Queen Mother, I felt a little discomfort.

The last time Du Xuechun broke the face of the Hu nationality, although she was dancing, she did not wear such a flamboyant dress.

This kind of dress is not suitable for one emperor to do. But even though she felt some discomfort in her heart, she did not show it.

Just watching the changes, watching how beautiful Du Xuechun can dance.

Thinking of her last sword dance, the Queen Mother really felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

As for the talented person on the side, when it came to this link, she felt a little frustrated in her heart. She didn't want to show her ugliness again, but the queen mother suddenly remembered that she was like: "The talented person, you happen to be good at singing, so go to accompany the queen. The young lady from the Yun family played a piece just now."

The forced combination of the Queen Mother made everyone a little embarrassed. They just wanted to watch Du Xuechun's solo dance, and didn't want others to get in.

And Yun Luoxia's face also had some disapproval, but she was lighthearted and could only stand up again.

The empress dowager feels uncomfortable with the empress, how can she force herself into it.

But after all, it was the Queen Mother's order, so she had to obey it and took the guqin up again.

Of course, you can't just use a piano to accompany the music. Those Liyuan disciples only assisted Yun Luoxia's piano sound.

"Just play me a piece of dust." Du Xuechun said after a while.

Chuchen is a classic work by a well-known musician in Dashun. Even now, it is very famous. It is a dance music that many women want to learn. The first half of it is elegant and noble, showing her daughter's reserved body.

But in the second half, it is as dazzling as the scorching sun like a new peony.

Du Xuechun just listened to Yun Luoxia's piano, and naturally knew her upper limit. This song may be a little difficult to treat other women, but Yun Luoxia is naturally aside.

Naturally, those Liyuan disciples can also do it.

They practice these instruments in Liyuan every day, and they have long known many songs.

Not to mention the dust that swept the entire Dashun.

Li Cairen sighed in his heart. Fortunately, she had memorized the words of this song, otherwise she would be embarrassed today.

She stood beside Yun Luoxia, and Du Xuechun stood in the middle of everyone, slowly gaining momentum.

She gracefully nodded in the direction of Yun Luoxia.

As a result, a hazy harp sounded like a fog, and the flute closed in an instant. Du Xuechun quickly turned a few times at the beginning, tapping his toes lightly, as light as an oriole.