After rebirth I became the tyrant's little white lotus

The simple sound of instrumental music sounded slowly, the sound of drums that shook the world was endless, and the carved copper chimes spread their sound under the impact, hitting the hearts of everyone in the audience one by one.

For a while, instrumental music sounded from the audience, and there was no other sound.

Facing everyone's surprised or curious gazes, Bai Miao stood in the center of the stage, holding a feather fan, waving it lightly, with one foot back, toes pointing to the ground, and slightly leaning back.

His movements are slow and have a unique charm, like a graceful white deer, stretching its body while standing on the field.

The autumn wind was rippling, and the dark gauze curtain moved with it, as if blown out of the rippled water surface. Behind the flowing gauze curtain was a slender but powerful figure.

In the hazy color, the silver-haired boy slowly waved the feather fan in his hand, and slipped through the air with the tassels on his sleeves; only a sharp, white and tender chin could be exposed under the feather mask, and the bright red lips seemed to be dyed. The blood was deeply engraved in everyone's eyes.

At the beginning, the people under the sacrificial stage were still skeptical, but when the sound of the instrumental music was majestic and the people on the stage danced with it, they gradually indulged in it and were completely overwhelmed by the silver-haired boy's posture.

Under the altar, there are many aristocratic families, literati and scholars, all of whom are dumbfounded.

There is no other reason, that is, the people on the stage jumped out a kind of distant, pure and mysterious beauty, which was different from the roughness and grandeur of Emperor Wu, but was wild in beauty, as if the whole person was bathed in the brilliance of the nine heavens. Every move can touch people's hearts.

At this moment, Bai Miao has been completely immersed in the music and dance, and now he can't see Emperor Wu, the people, or the amazing eyes of others in his eyes. The only thing he can feel is the memory in his body, Under the guidance of the instrumental music, he naturally led his hands and feet to jump out of every step.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!Boom boom boom!

The chimes were shaking, the drums were beating mellowly, and the voices of boys and girls were immature and ethereal, all mixed together to form a strange rhythm.

Everyone in the audience was mesmerized and completely lost in this visual feast.

Behind the gauze curtain, Emperor Wu stood in the shadow, staring at the young man in Taichung with unmoving eyes.

He knows it!He knew it would be like this!

At this moment, Tu Xiuting's heart is full of tyranny and jealousy. He can clearly see how enthusiastic the eyes of the audience are, and he can also clearly appreciate how beautiful his little lotus is. This kind of beauty should belong to him alone. , how, how can you see others in your eyes?

Tu Xiuting clenched his fists, even though his rationality suppressed the jealousy in his heart, he couldn't help it!

The man's possessiveness is very strong, he pretends to be a young man with all his eyes, even if he is looked at by others, he feels very uncomfortable, just because he cares too much.

"Miaomiao..."

Emperor Wu murmured in a low voice, "What should I do with you..."

As the old saying goes, "the body has no colorful phoenix and two flying wings, but the heart has a tacit understanding."

Just when Bai Miao raised his hand and waved his fan, and his waist was leaning back, he met the eyes of Emperor Wu.

The young man's waist was very resilient, and his slender chin was just raised when he leaned back. His slender neck was as attractive as a swan's neck, and it was full of stars in the autumn sunlight.

With such a posture, the Emperor Wu who was reflected in Bai Miao's eyes was upside down, and even so, it made his heart tremble in an instant.

Bai Miao saw a lot of deep and complex emotions in the man's eyes, like the calm before the storm, tightly suppressed in those dark eyes, not seeing the light of day, but will explode completely on the day when he can't restrain it , devour everything.

Bai Miao did not hope that day would come.

So, the moment he got up, he showed a smile, and then his vermilion lips parted slightly, and a few silent words were uttered and dissipated into the air.

But Emperor Wu, who was always paying attention to Bai Miao, trembled his eyelashes, and his foggy eyes were full of surprise and disbelief.

He smiled.

It was a wanton and free laugh, silent but heroic, it was Tu Xiuting's deepest expression.

Why are you laughing?

Because he saw it, saw Bai Miao move his lips and spit out those words - "Your Majesty, I love you."

In a word, it is not as heavy as gold, but in Emperor Wu's heart, it is comparable to the dragon chair under him.Although he was still irritable and jealous in his heart, he had to say that Bai Miao's five simple words calmed most of Emperor Wu's emotions.

Joy, anger, worry, fear, love, hatred, and desire are all for one person, and he is willing.

The instrumental music gradually came to an end, Bai Miao moved freely, and finally after a long horn, the instrumental music stopped suddenly, and Bai Miao also maintained the closing movement, standing quietly on the spot.

There is a long silence.

It was also at that moment that the direction of the rising sun suddenly burst into colorful light, which was fleeting, but the change in that moment caught everyone's eyes.

The colorful light appeared and disappeared quickly, in just a short thought, it seemed to be dazzled so quickly, so everyone was still quiet, but from time to time some people rubbed their eyes in disbelief, as if they were trying to confirm something .

After a long time, the sacrificial altar almost exploded, and the people shouted wildly. Every one of them seemed to have something lit up in their eyes, like thousands of flames, which could ignite and start a prairie fire.

"It's auspiciousness from heaven! I never thought I'd see it the first time I came here!" a burly man roared, his face flushed with excitement, it was clearly in autumn, but his temples were still covered with sweat, his eyes His eyes were full of nakedness, and he looked at the sky without blinking.

"God Yin bless! Patriarch bless!" An old woman clasped her hands together, muttering, her face wrinkled into a flower, with pure joy, "It's really auspicious! The coming year will be even better!"

"A statue of a god from heaven..." An old man wiped the corners of his eyes with an old cuff, his cloudy pupils were filled with all kinds of complicated emotions, his fingers trembling in the autumn wind, but trembling wanting to Wanting to pull out a worn handkerchief from the collar, "Girl, you have been thinking about the god image for decades, I, I will show you today, and I will go downstairs in the future, so don't scold me!" It's late..."

There are thousands of gestures in the world, but at this moment, this group of simple people from the bottom of society all contain the same emotion of excitement and shock.

The crowd is surging, and people's emotions are difficult to calm down for a long time. Even though Ruixiang in the sky is just a flash in the pan, the miracle at that moment has been deeply reflected in their eyes and hearts. The talking point is the glory that can be passed on from generation to generation.

At the other end of the altar, a historian in a crimson-purple silk coat was clutching a wolf's hair, his fingers were almost convulsive, and he was tremblingly writing something on the booklet made of bamboo paper.

While writing, he bit his lip and said in a low voice: "Dayin's autumn this year is the day of worshiping the God of Yin. His Highness Bai Miao danced a sacrificial dance. After the dance, the sky gave birth to auspiciousness, and the colorful halo illuminated the earth. The second auspicious auspiciousness in the dynasty means that the coming year will be smooth and happy..."

Emperor Wu also saw the scene on the other side, but compared to the joy of the people under the altar, Tu Xiuting's expression was almost annoyed and cold.

He clenched his fists hidden under his cuffs again, his jaw was tensed so that the lines became more and more sharp, and his wolfish eyes were full of fierceness.

But Bai Miao, who finished the dance, didn't notice anything else, he just felt that when he bowed his head for a moment, the common people in the audience seemed to be rioting.

At first, Bai Miao thought that everyone was dissatisfied with his performance, but after a closer look, he found that they were not dissatisfied, but were so satisfied that their eyes were full of fanaticism, like fans who are crazy about star chasing stars, eager to rush to the stage Hold Bai Miao and kiss her.

"hiss……"

Seeing their expressions, Bai Miao took a step back in fear, a trace of bewilderment flashed in his glazed eyes, so he subconsciously wanted to turn around to look for the figure of Emperor Wu.

It was at this moment that the accident happened suddenly.

I saw a silver-white light quenched with green light shooting out from one side, its force was so strong that it broke the wind, and it flew towards Bai Miao with a whistling sound.

The goblin's innate intuition made Bai Miao's back shiver, he had no time to think about it, he could only obey the most basic reaction of his body - steps back, body turned sideways.

The autumn wind was rustling, and the quaint robes fell to the ground.

Clang!

After a crisp sound, a strand of rippling silver hair slowly fell from mid-air, winding out a small Milky Way on the altar.

As for Bai Miao, he was protected in his arms by the flying Emperor Wu, without revealing the slightest gap.

Tu Xiuting half bowed his waist, clasped his strong arms on Bai Miao's back, completely buried the person in his chest, and held a six-foot-long broadsword horizontally in his other hand, shining silvery light.

On the ground, the object shot just now was broken into two pieces. It was a dagger with poison on the tip, which made it glow green.

There was a sneer on Tu Xiuting's lips.

He straightened up slowly, never letting go of Bai Miao in his arms.

"Your Majesty..." Although Bai Miao had practiced martial arts with Emperor Wu and the two brothers of the Chu family for a long time, he was still a little scared when he encountered such an emergency.

In his previous life, Bai Miao lived in a peaceful and stable society, and the most he saw were assassinations and fights in TV dramas and movies, but this time he met him himself. The scene of the spies is even more palpitating.

The moment the dagger flew over, Bai Miao's mind was almost blank, if it wasn't for his body still barely able to move, maybe even if Emperor Wu came, he shouldn't have cut off half of his hair.

Emperor Wu didn't speak to Bai Miao, the moment he stood up, the dark guards and nightmare dragon guards all jumped onto the stage, forming a circle to guard the two of them, and the first ones were Ye Qi and Qi Zhong .

The people in the audience were quiet, obviously frightened by this incident.

Tu Xiuting slowly raised the hand holding the big knife, and said coldly: "My people, do you dare to move?"

After saying that, he swung his arm, and the long knife flew out in one direction.

The blade was sharp, and in the next second a figure fell from a tall tree in the distance, blood staining the skirt of his clothes.

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