However.

Things cannot be diverted by her will.

The next moment.

A melodious sound of the piano jumped out happily, reflecting the sound of the flute, like two affectionate couples, expressing lovesickness and lingering.

Everyone was fascinated by the hearing.

The passionate blood in the chest and abdomen also ignited together, and infinite heroism emerged out of thin air, wishing that he could sing with his sword.

Princess Gaoyang felt even more angry when she watched this scene.

"No, Fang Ying is my prince consort!"

"How can I watch helplessly, he and other women openly meet with the piano and flute!"

Thinking of this.

Li Shu slowly stood up and stepped out in one step...

On the other side.

Fang Ying held a flute in his hand and was blowing happily.

A song about Smiling, Proud Wanderer is too in line with the temperament of the early Tang Dynasty. At this time, the fierce style of founding the country is still there, and the blood left by the ancestors on the Tang people was still hot, just in line with this song.

Play music.

It is directly flammable and explosive on site.

...There is no way, the hangup is so arrogant.

In a while.

Princess Yongjia actually joined in.

Although she can’t play musical scores with a silence, she has a superb control over the music and can accompaniment with Fang Ying’s tunes... This song is originally a chorus of the piano and flute!

This assist was perfect.

However, what Fang Ying did not expect was that Princess Gaoyang actually ended up...

"Damn!"

"What's the rhythm?"

"Princess Gaoyang, is it going to smash the situation?"

Fang Ying's arm trembled and almost blew away the sound.

Princess Gao Yang was wearing a beard suit, with her hair tied up her ponytail behind her head, and holding a long sword in her hand, slowly walked into the field.

The sunset fell on her beautiful face, as if it was plated with gold, which looked extremely holy and beautiful. The spring breeze blew her long hair and also raised her long swing...

hiss……

Fang Ying took a breath of air conditioning.

He suddenly realized that Princess Gaoyang was actually a long-legged girl.

Although her legs were wearing Hu's clothes, she could still see her slenderness and tightness. Moreover, her wrists were over-shifted and her tall figure were definitely at the supermodel level.

How would these beautiful legs feel if they were placed on their shoulders...

With beautiful longing, Fang Ying slowly moved his eyes and stayed in Princess Gaoyang's chest for a while, and her excitement was instantly shattered.

"Sure enough, God is fair."

"He opens a door for you and will inevitably close a window."

In the house, win a faint worry.

choke--!!

A sound of drawing a sword resounded throughout the world.

Princess Gaoyang moved her long legs, and the sword in her hand danced a sword flower. With the sound of the piano and flute, her whole body instantly turned into a whirlwind.

Everyone was shocked and a burst of passionate blood rushed to their foreheads.

Tang Dynasty, sword dance!

And it is also the famous palace sword dance.

The sword dance culture began in the Spring and Autumn Period and flourished in the Tang Dynasty... And the Tang Dynasty was the most special among the many dynasties in China.

At this time, politics was enlightened, economic development, and the empire territory expanded.

Especially during the Zhenguan period, civil and military officials gathered together, and those bright names that shone through the ages were like wild flowers all over the mountains, blooming wildly.

The top twenty-four people, the portraits were hung in Lingyan Pavilion.

Sword is a spirit and a culture.

This prosperous Tang Dynasty created the peak period of sword dance.

Now, Princess Gaoyang is the king's bombing. She directly launched the palace sword dance. How can it not make people excited?

"Damn it! How could this happen?"

"Gaoyang and Fang Ying are in a dispute. Everyone knows about Chang'an City. How could she come to play in person and cooperate with Fang Ying's zither and flute ensemble?"

Changsun Chong felt infinite anger in his heart, and his face turned green with anger...

over time.

The song is over.

The sound of the piano and flute was still lingering in the air, and Princess Gaoyang slowly pulled down her sword.

The court sword dance requires the dancers to be superb in their skills and are the best in their artistic standards, which consumes a lot of physical strength.

Li Shu's chest was undulating and he gasped slightly.

She looked at Fang Ying coldly, raised her snow-white chin, and walked straight back to her seat like a proud white swan.

Damn! What kind of eyes are this? Are the legs so long... Fang Ying's mouth twitched, and he complained wildly in his heart.

"good!!"

King Li Tai of Wei clapped and said excitedly: "I didn't expect that Yi Ai was really proficient in music. This song... is enough to establish a school!"

"There are also my aunt and Seventeenth sister. One of you plays the piano and the other uses sword dance to cooperate. We are really eye-opening, and we are very eye-opening!"

After he said this, everyone nodded and praised him for his goodness.

Especially those who looked down on Fang Ying before, they all looked at him with admiration.

Amid praise.

Fang Ying looked at the silent Changsun Chong and said playfully: "Young Master Changsun, should you fulfill your previous bet?"

Click!

The sound at the scene came to an abrupt end.
Chapter completed!