chance world

Ding Qiyu was a little puzzled and apprehensive. Could it be that Zhuyi was just talking casually that day, and wasn't planning to actually perform... When she was in a trance, she saw Zhuyi raised her eyes and saw herself, her red lips curled up, and she looked away , Continue to drink wine on his own.She didn't say hello to herself, but those beautiful eyes that looked forward to her were eager to refuse and welcome, as if she was away, and it was more effective than any warm greeting. Ding Qiyu's footsteps reacted one step earlier than his brain, unconsciously. Stepped in that direction.

Walking to their side, Ding Qiyu realized that Xiaolan and Sister Han were also sitting here, but Zhuyi was too dazzling, and he was completely attracted by her attention, and didn't see anyone else at all.They also specially reserved a place for themselves. The four direct disciples of Palace Master Yue are all there, but the first apprentice Le Mengxiao is missing.

Ding Qiyu sat down in the place they had left for him, worried that he would feel some emotion that he shouldn't have. For some reason, Ding Qiyu didn't dare to talk to Zhuyi who was drinking, but leaned over and asked Le Mengchun in a low voice: "Little Chun, where are you senior sisters? Why don't you sit here?"

Le Mengchun also approached mysteriously and whispered: "Senior Sister Xiao never stays with us..." Xiaochun was a little frustrated, "She and the other sisters are fine, but they don't play with us..."

Watching the intimate conversation between the two, Le Zhuyi once again smiled, but there was a hint of danger in his eyes. After thinking about it, he got up and left the seat.

Therefore, when Ding Qiyu and Xiaochun finished talking and turned around, Zhuyi had disappeared. He searched everywhere but found no one. Ding Qiyu was about to ask a question when he heard Xiaochun say, "Look, Senior Sister Xiao and those older sisters are drinking over there." Ding Qiyu was interrupted, and following the direction Xiaochun pointed, he saw Le Mengxiao chatting and laughing with a few female disciples on the seats in the distance. I understand why this person doesn't get close to his relatives and sisters.

The performance in the hall and the sisters' drinking and chatting continued. Ding Qiyu also drank some wine and chatted with Xiaochun and Xiaolan, but his mind was more and more out of the hall. Where did Zhuyi go?Ding Qiyu felt a little anticipation in his heart again.

The drum music in the hall stopped, and no one came on stage for a long time. When everyone was wondering, Le Zhuyi walked in from outside the Yantian Hall, and the noise in the hall suddenly quieted down.

Xiaochun and Xiaolan beside him took a breath excitedly at the same time, and Ding Qiyu, who lowered his head, noticed something was wrong and raised his eyes, and was stunned for a moment, as if he had been cast with a spell of immobilization, and the movement of raising a glass and tasting wine was frozen in this way in the air.

Le Zhuyi's long hair was scattered casually over her shoulders, with only a few strands on the side, tied together with a long red hair band.The beautiful eyebrows are carefully traced in ink, and the flowers between the eyebrows seem to be outlined again with cinnabar, which is a little more blazing than before. The long eyelashes are smudged with peach-colored eyelids. His eyes became more vivid and bright.I don't know if it's because she drank wine or put on makeup on purpose, her fair cheeks showed a faint blush, and her plump and soft lips were tinged with a fiery crimson color, shining brightly under the bright lights of the hall. Runguang.

She is wearing a fiery red gauze dress, which is casual and flamboyant, highlighting her proud figure and perfect curves.The sassy and heroic spirit of wearing sharp and sharp clothes on weekdays has been faded, showing an extreme feminine beauty without showing any disrespect.The gauze sleeve on one side only reaches half the arm, revealing half of the lotus root arm wrapped in red silk, the other wide sleeve flutters with the wind, the jade arm in the wide sleeve is not wrapped in red silk, and there are two red strings on the wrist tied with gold Little Bell, gently holding a long red silk in her hand.The jade feet are not wearing boots, and there is also a small bell tied to the ankle of the right foot.As she walked into the hall, the red silk that was dragging the ground in her hand was slightly stirred by the breeze blowing out of the hall, the moon-like calf was faintly visible between the gauze skirt, and the golden bells on her feet also made a jingling sound.

Le Zhuyi walked into the hall, seemingly unintentionally glanced in a certain direction, and was satisfied to see that a certain fool was completely stunned, with a light smile on his lips, just like a flower blooming in the depths of winter. The red core of Dan Ming made the "fool" who was already dazed and intoxicated fall into her blazing charm fire in just a moment.

The musician playing the zither plucked the strings, the musician holding the flute blew the light flute, and the musician playing the drum added light drum beats. Finally, the musician Zhuyi in the hall tapped his toes to the sound of the drum music and danced. He took the red silk lightly held in his palm.At this moment, she didn't use Qianling Lihuo, but she was preparing a silk dance, but she couldn't tell whether she turned the whip into silk or used silk as a whip. All she knew was that all the fierce and murderous aura in the weekdays had turned into a scorpion. tenderness.The long silk is like a jumping flame tail, burning the most beautiful arc in the air, and the person who controls the red silk is also completely transformed into a flaming elf at this moment, with a graceful and soft figure, showing his own charm Play it to the fullest.

All the people in the palace stopped drinking and chatting at the same time, and concentrated on admiring their young palace master's rare Aya dance.

Ding Qiyu was deeply attracted by the wonderful dance in the palace, and fell into a fiery dream, unable to look away at all.What made Ding Qiyu even more distracted was that the dancer in the palace danced this most beautiful Lingwu, and the bright eyes would fall on him from time to time, and there was a lingering autumn water in his pupils, although it was unpredictable, he could The obsession originated from the bottom of my heart... It is as intoxicating as the incomparably mellow wine. The wine taster knows that one sip will make him unconscious, but he can't resist this extreme temptation no matter what. Drunk never to wake up again, willing to throw herself into her blazing flames, even if moths pounce on the flames and turn into ashes, they will never turn back.

What Ding Qiyu didn't know was that Le Zhuyi's silk dance was really only danced for her alone.No matter how hard the onlookers looked, they couldn't really see Le Zhuyi's eyes, face and expression in the fast-flying wide-sleeved red silk.Therefore, every time Le Zhuyi stops following the rhythm, it is for Ding Qiyu, and every time he turns and jumps, the final direction of settlement is also Ding Qiyu...

It's just that Le Zhuyi's whip technique is too good, and it's the same when she dances the silk dance.None of the female disciples off the field could see the clue, only that the young palace master Lingwu practiced superbly, the drum music was fast and sometimes slow, and the young palace master Lingwu's rhythm was also perfectly mastered, no matter whether the drum music was fast or slow. , Hong Ling seemed to have life in her hands, dancing and flying like a shadow, like a flame rising from her whole body, completely enveloping Mai Ling.While relaxing, the rhythm is not lost, and it is not blunt, making people overwhelmed. Even the expression of the young palace master can't be captured. It is simply a visual feast of the perfect fusion of "martial arts" and "dance".

Although Ding Qiyu had only drank a few small glasses of wine, she had already entered a state of half-drunk and half-awake. She put down the glass in her hand blankly, fearing that she would pass out completely after taking another sip...

The dance was over, but the lingering rhyme continued until the blazing figure completely disappeared at the entrance of the Yantian Palace, and applause and applause erupted in the palace.

Xiaochun and Xiaolan, who had held back for a while, chattered excitedly: "Senior sister actually danced!" "Senior sister is so beautiful today"...

Ding Qiyu was still in a slump, didn't listen to a word, the whole silk dance, every detail of the movement, was engraved in his heart, and when the bright person walked to the door, he looked back at him lightly. A slight smile, even more lingering.

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The atmosphere of the Qianli Palace celebration was brought to a boiling point by Le Zhuyi's silk dance.In Yinzhou City, Fu Ruqing, who was nearly three months pregnant, was gathering with Patriarch Fu in Qingliu Garden to enjoy the first harmonious New Year's Eve dinner between father and daughter in many years.

Master Fu saw his daughter's lack of appetite for the food, and said with concern: "Ruqing, looking at you as a father, you seem to have lost weight. How can this be done? If you don't eat more, how can the child grow up well?" Of course, Master Fu knew that his daughter's weight loss was related to embarrassment on the one hand, and the missing person on the other hand, but he didn't dare to mention that person, for fear of causing his daughter's distress on New Year's Eve.

"Ruqing also knows..." Fu Ruqing replied, seemingly a little helpless, "But, but I really can't eat anymore..." The little guy in the stomach is very much like someone, he is mischievous and good at torturing people.Fu Ruqing only vomits once a day in the morning, and the food is slightly unsuitable for the little guy, and smelling it from a distance will arouse Fu Ruqing's stomach churn.Coupled with the fact that the person he missed didn't come back for a long time, Fu Ruqing didn't sleep very well at night. Under the influence of two factors, although Fu Ruqing had forced herself to forcibly endure for the sake of the child, the doctor arranged a meal without missing a meal, except for a certain The area has become fuller, and sometimes even a little swollen, but there is still no growth in the body.

"Is it because these things don't suit your appetite? If you don't like them, let the people below change them. You can't stop eating!" Patriarch Fu also felt anxious when he heard this, and was very dissatisfied with the group of waiters who were preparing meals. Yinsu, who stood by and waited on Fu Ruqing's meal, ordered, "Yinsu, let the people below try out more tricks later, I'm tired of eating them all the time!"

When Yinsu heard the Patriarch's order, he immediately wanted to salute and promise.

"Father, how can anyone else be blamed?" Fu Ruqing interrupted the two of them, "The meals are prepared according to the doctor's requirements."

"Don't blame others, do you want to blame my grandson?" Patriarch Fu disagreed very much, and turned to Yinsu, "Then, tomorrow I will call the old doctors in the mansion to come over and let the doctors here cooperate together. For a change, if you don’t fatten up your ladies, I’ll ask you one by one!” The head of the Fu family, who has been lonely for many years, is naturally looking forward to the arrival of his little grandson, so he can’t blame the little guy for everything.

Yinsu respectfully replied: "Yes, Patriarch." She was also worried about her young lady, she knew the young master's ability to trouble people best, if there was any new style of meal, it would suit the young master's appetite and make the little master happy. Master, don't bother your mother anymore, that's naturally the best.

The two made a decision directly beyond their own level, and Fu Ruqing didn't want to worry his father, so he didn't say anything else.Hearing the lively sound of firecrackers on the street outside Qingliu Garden, Fu Ruqing sighed silently. The child is almost three months old, but Yu still doesn't know...