Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

This is Prince Shaobao, Zhou Yun.

Seeing Liang Huan, his peach blossom eyes flashed with amusement, "The little lady is here too."

He smiled at her, walked past her, and smiled at Wang Su, "I'm late for something, I hope you'll forgive me!"

Although he said apologetic words, there was no trace of guilt at all, and his behavior was casual and casual.

"Zhou Shaobao has to teach the prince every day, so he is naturally busier than others," Wang Su said, and ordered someone to take a new seat beside him.

Although the Zhou family is not as powerful as the Lu family, their ancestors are one of the eight pillars of the founding of the country. I don't know whether it is because they are tabooed about the masters with high achievements, or because the Zhou family is inherently weak in power, and by Zhou Yun's generation, they have no intention of partisanship. He only protects the crown prince.

Zhou Yun did not give in, and sat down calmly with a smile. He saw Liang Cheng smiling broadly and pointed at Liang Han who was about to step out of the threshold. He was a little confused, "Master Sikong, who is this?"

Zhaoheng explained with a smile, "This is not Lord Sikong's birthday banquet. Liang Zuocheng not only presented gifts, but also invited the young lady to help everyone -"

To add to the fun?

Zhou Yun suddenly understood the dark meaning in Zhao Heng's eyes. He held his chin and arched his eyebrows, and then looked at Zhao Heng with a more intriguing look.

What a fool!

As soon as Liang Huan left the main hall, he was led by his maid to change clothes.

She was a little confused until she saw the skirt. Liang Cheng had asked her to prepare Mrs. Qi's dance with raised sleeves and bent waist, but this outfit was clearly a pan dance. Is it Wang Su who made things difficult temporarily, or was Liang Cheng doing it on purpose?

Liang Huan clutched her skirt and her thoughts were confused.

"Madam, you'd better hurry up, sir, you don't have that much time to wait!"

The maid saw Liang Huan frowning and staring at the skirt. She seemed to be in trouble and was in a weird mood.

Little did he know that with all the gloating and misfortune visible, Liang Huan had no intention of seeing her in the same way, so he just calmed down and put on clothes with cold hands and feet.

After everything was done, Liang Huan asked, "Where are the others?"

She doesn't mind dancing with her waist down, but she can dance with her legs crossed. If her guess is right, she should be allowed to dance in a group with others.

The maid brushed her hair and said with a smile on her face, "I'm waiting for you outside, my lady."

Liang Hu turned around to leave, but with a sudden thought, he turned his face suddenly, "It seems that you are happy to see me being embarrassed?"

This sudden turn around shocked the maid, and the words she asked were even more tongue-tied, and she didn't know how to answer.

Liang Huan grinned, "Do you know when is the most dangerous stage for a person?"

The maid was a little confused, with a pale face and did not dare to answer. The person in front of her smiled so gently, but the smile seemed to have a cold light, making people's hair stand on end.

Liang Han lowered his eyes and pursed his lips slightly, "When you can't recognize your position clearly."

After speaking, he chuckled and pushed the door open.

The maid stood stupidly in the room and curled her lips in disdain, thinking that she would do something extraordinary, but it turned out to be nothing more than that!

When Liang Huan stepped into the main hall again, she saw that there were many pans and drums placed in the center, which was undoubtedly a group dance, and she frowned. Group dance is different from solo dance, and requires the tacit understanding and cooperation of the dancers. Otherwise, the drumbeats will be messy, which will not only have no beauty, but will be terrible to watch.

But she had never practiced with them even once, so this was just a simple attempt to make things difficult for her, wanting to make her look embarrassed in public.

Liang Huan glanced over and understood whose design it was.

"It is said that the lady's dancing skills are exquisite and unparalleled in the world. Needless to say, the palm dance. In Daqi, the lady dares to be ranked second, and no one dares to be called the first!"

Zhaoheng grinned, "But today is Lord Sikong's birthday, so I have to do something different to show my sincerity!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a row of dancers walked through the door.

Liang Huan nodded. He was treating her as a dancer for fun. Was he thinking of this way to humiliate her to please Wang Su, or to satisfy his perverted psychology?

The embarrassment and anger on her face were revealed undisguisedly from her eyes. Even though everyone didn't understand why at first, they all suddenly realized that this was clearly an attempt to make her look embarrassed.

Zhaoheng smiled proudly. Although he was speaking to Wang Su, his eyes were fixed on Liang Han, "What do you think, sir?"

Wang Su nodded slightly arrogantly.

This reaction was expected. Wang Su was petty-minded and vindictive. He had made him lose face in front of all the dignitaries in Jin Ye City. How could he not find an opportunity to express his bad temper?

Zhaoheng was so knowledgeable and interested in giving her an opportunity, so how could he not go out of his way to abuse her?

As soon as Wang Su spoke, others could not dissuade him even if they wanted to.

The other dancers had returned to their positions, but Liang Huan had no choice but to tap his toes and leap to one of them, standing on the drum head like a wild goose soaring.

Zhou Yun, who was originally absent-minded, couldn't help but widen his eyes and was quite surprised. This person looked completely different from the servile one that day.

A strike from the bell not only awakened Zhou Yun, but also the dancers.

The people on the big drum look down and up, coming and going. Their waists are as graceful and slender as willow branches in spring, soft and tough, their trains are like flying swallows, their sleeves are like snow, they are as light as butterflies, and they are as alert as a thundering giant.

Suddenly, the sound of the chime changed, and the original harmonious drum beat changed. The previous ease had obviously turned into a struggling one. It was obvious that it was not what she was familiar with on a daily basis.

The remaining people also felt the change and were no longer as focused as before. They were whispering and a little commotion.

Zhou Yun looked away and lightly passed Zhao Heng. When he saw the successful smile on his lips, he understood it clearly. Looking at the man struggling on the drum again, he frowned and became worried.

Liang Huan relied on blind guessing at every next step. In order to avoid making sounds that were inconsistent with theirs, she could only use a few turns to observe their patterns.

Her eyes drifted over unintentionally, and when she saw the scene where Liang Cheng signaled to Zhao Heng, she finally understood.

Liang Huan lightly shuttled over each drum head, and after a sudden burst of wind and rain, they were forced to fall to the ground. She was condescending, glanced around quickly, and lowered her eyebrows. Instead of deliberately following suit, she might as well muddy the water.

Seeing that instead of making a fool of herself, Zhou Yun could not help but curl up her lips as she surpassed everyone else and dominated the scene. He seemed to have understood something.

Looking at Zhaoheng and others, they did not expect her to act like this, their expressions changed, and Zhou Yun couldn't help but want to laugh.

Just as he was smiling, he saw Liang Huan falling straight to the ground like a swallow with broken wings. Zhou Yun was so shocked that he sat up straight, and some people in the banquet let out a low cry.

The original drum was removed by someone unknown.

Heartbreaking pain came from his ankle. Liang Huan lay on the ground unable to move, holding back the tears caused by the pain.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's all."

"Is it the Liang Mansion that brags about it..."

People around him craned their necks and looked at the ground.

"What a pity -" Zhao Heng stood up and shook his head with a look of great regret, "My lady has really let down your kindness!"

Liang Cheng hurriedly stepped forward, "It's all my fault for being neglectful in training. I'm afraid I've injured my foot. Can I borrow the help of the doctor in your residence?"

The smile in his eyes contained deep meaning.

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