In the following time, Yue Luo really saw Tong Jia's ability to dance with her long sleeves. There seemed to be nothing she could not talk about in all the topics in the world. From the rouge powder specially provided by the imperial court to the newly launched hibiscus jade cake in Luoyue Tower, it can talk about astronomy and geography above and trivial at the bottom. And the attitude towards each princess is also remarkable, not too intimate and not particularly neglected.

In short, no matter how turbulent the men in the court are, the women in this inner curtain will at least create a happy atmosphere on the surface, which will save the men in the court from worrying about the worries.

Sitting opposite Yue Luo was the princess Liu, the princess of the Prince of Ying. Everyone knew that King Ying had a good relationship with the prince, and they all listened to Liu's words with a smile.

"Yesterday, the seventeenth brother came to our grandfather and told us that the prince had recently obtained this Xiaopu. He instigated our grandfather to plead for him and asked the prince to lend him to play with him for a few days."

Everyone laughed after hearing this, but the Seventh Princess Rong said strangely, "The Seventh Brother is the Crown Prince's younger brother, and the Crown Prince has always favored him. Why don't the Seventh Brother tell the Crown Prince about a piano score in person?"

Tong Jia smiled and said, "You also know that our seventeenth brother is a romantic prince who loves poetry, wine and camellia. I heard from our grandfather that the seventeenth brother had just been beaten by his father a few days ago. It was only a long time since then that he would be reborn again. Not to mention his father, he would just advise the doctor's straight pen to be enough for him to take it for a while."

Xuanmingzhou, Yue Luo silently recited these three words.

I have heard that there are people who praise him, and there are no gentlemen who are as clear as they are, as they are as sharp as they are, as they are as polished as they are. I wonder if I have the fate to see the charm of this beautiful man in the capital today.

While everyone was laughing, a man dressed in a servant bowed into the yard and ran to Tong Jia, saying something with his ears. Yue Luo looked up and said, "Oh, isn't this the arrogant servant next to the prince yesterday? Look at the attitude of this person in front of others, it is indeed the best interpretation of the four words "two-faced and three-knife".

Tong Jia looked at Yue Luo who was drinking tea while listening. She waved her hand and asked the servant to step down and smiled at everyone, "Just just now, the servants around me said that several masters still have something to discuss in Beiyuan, and the elegant seat is boring. I think it's better for everyone to make a game?"

Everyone agreed with Ying Hao. After reading everyone's reaction, Tong Jia said again, "I wonder what Miss Yue wants?" She turned to look at Yue Luo and seemed to be asking her for her opinion.

Yue Luo smiled and nodded, "It's better to obey your orders than respect."

She was not afraid of Tong Jia's tricks, what she was afraid of was that she didn't tricks.

Tong Jia thought for a while and said, "Why might we do it?"

Everyone naturally smiled and responded. At the same time, the maid who served Tong Jia took out a piece of white paper, and the palace maids also entered one after another, holding pens, ink, paper and inkstones, standing in front of the princesses.

Tong Jia said, "Sisters can write down what they want each other to do." She picked up the pen, seemed to think of something, smiled slightly, and started writing.

Yue Luo looked at the palace maid who was looking down in front of her. She just picked up the pen. Tong Jia put the pen in this room. She blew the ink on the paper, then kneaded it into a ball and threw it into the glass box brought by the maid. Several princesses followed suit.

As the commander, Tong Jia's maid walked to each princess one by one with a glass box, and then the princess drew the flower tags from it and ordered one person to perform during the meal. During this period, each princess laughed and said, some let the poems, and some let the piano play, and the whole house was full of joy.

When it was the fourth princess Liu's turn, she took out a lottery and looked at it. She pursed her lips and said, "I heard that the concubine was a talented woman in the capital before she got married. She also wrote good words. I dared to ask the concubine to ask the concubine."

Tong Jia said angrily, "You Princess Ying."

Yue Luo looked at Liu with a slight smile, and happened to see Liu's eyes swept towards her. Yue Luo smiled politely at her, while Liu nodded slightly and opened her eyes.

During the journey between her and Liu, Tong Jia's poems have already been written, and it is a unique poem:

The willows in the river are easily drunk in the cold mist and rain, and the lotus flowers are set against the green ripples. When will you go home? The lonely and empty strings are silent.

Since you are like the moon in the river tower, it is difficult to gather north and west. The east is only concerned about the romantic flow, and no matter how much flowers hate it.

Yue Luo listened to the maid chanting the last word, and then applauded with the crowd. This poem called Queqin is clearly a resentful word in the boudoir, and every word is full of affectionate accusations, which evokes the thoughts of the young women here.

The glass box was held in front of Princess Rong of Qi. She drew a lottery ticket and handed it to the Lord Ling. Lingzhu said with a smile, "It was actually a sign without a word. Those who draw this lottery can order anyone on the table to do something." After that, she threw the sign paper into the box.

Yue Luo smiled and looked at the master's extremely fast hand, but heard Rong's voice seem to be quite hesitant, "I saw Miss Yue's figure and light steps. She was like a weak willow and Fufeng walking. She must be a dancer. I took the liberty and wanted to ask the girl to write a song "Bending the Waist Dance" for us."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone immediately became quiet. When Emperor Gaozu of Han Dynasty, Concubine Qi became famous all over the world for her twists and turns. However, this dance was extremely difficult to practice, so it was rarely circulated. However, in the early years of Emperor Chengde, Empress Zhaode sent people to search for advice, and finally practiced this dance to Emperor Chengde. However, now the beauty has left, leaving only Emperor Chengde's infinite longing.

Tong Jia looked at Yue Luo, and saw that she lowered her head and couldn't see clearly. Tong Jia smiled and said, "Princess Qi is a bit difficult. If Miss Yue is embarrassed, just dance casually."

Yue Luo felt like a mirror in her heart. The maid who was the commander just now was clearly talking to herself. But she still looked up and smiled sweetly at Tong Jia, "It is really hard for the folk girl to enter the elegant hall, and it may ruin everyone's interest."

This dance is wrong, whether it is dancing or not. It is not good to dance well or too good to dance, which is disrespectful to the Empress, not to mention that the Empress is the prince's biological mother. He dances the dance that the Dead Mother dances in the yard?

The moon sets, I have to say that the prince’s move is really wonderful.

Tong Jia smiled and shook her head, "Miss, this is not true. The prince once told me that the girl is both beautiful and skillful, and there are few in the world. Could it be that the prince can still mess with me?"

Yue Luo rolled her eyes in her heart. She didn't believe that the prince had said this. Not to mention that the prince had not even seen her true face seriously, let alone her dance. But since Tong Jia brought the prince out, she couldn't let it go.

The soldiers come to block the enemy, and the water comes to cover the earth. What's more, she just knows this twisted and swaying dance, and she is also very good at it. As the princess of the Zhongrong people who is best at singing and dancing, she is so familiar with this song that she can't be more familiar with it.

But she still looked embarrassed, "Then the folk girl can only make a fool of herself."

Tong Jia said generously, "Xiao Nian, take the girl to change her clothes."

When she came back, Tong Jia had already let the musicians take their place. The leading musician asked her if her requirements for music were special. Yue Luo thought about it and said, "I don't want music."

As soon as these words were said, not only the musicians were stunned, but even Tong Jia was stunned. The princess and wives sitting around were laughing softly, as if they were mocking her for being overestimated.

Tong Jia said in surprise, "Why?"

I could finish this dance with my eyes closed. Yue Luo complained in her heart, but she had another reason that she needed to be mentioned in public. "The folk girl's bowing dance is not allowed to be music, because she is to worship Queen Zhaode from afar to express her respect and admiration for her."

Tong Jia thought about it and seemed to be quite moved by her words, so she nodded and agreed to her, raising her hand to signal her to start.

Yue Luo's long crescent white skirt, the sleeves and hem of the skirt were extremely wide, but she was tied with a colorful ribbon of butterflies around her waist, making her waist look more and more slender and not full.

She stood gracefully in the original place as if waiting for something, and everyone started whispering. Tong Jia lowered her head and took a sip of tea, with a smile in her eyes, and looked at her with a little provocative look.

At this moment, a breeze suddenly came, and the peach blossoms on the branches also rolled up the petals falling on the ground. For a moment, the sky and the ground were full of peach blossoms flying all over the sky, as if it was a stunning rain.

The moon set in this beautiful peach blossom rain, and a rotating swung the wide sleeves out to welcome the arrival of the first petal. Only then did everyone realize that there was another mystery in her extremely wide sleeves.

She danced with the peach blossoms all over the sky, and everyone's expressions were either disdainful, stunning, or admiring, but none of them were breath-holding their breath and staring at the extremely beautiful scene in front of them in a daze.

The water sleeves strangely fit the petals floating in the air, and her waist was as soft as a pool of spring water, either folded, bent, stretched, or bent.

What is bending the waist? This is bending the waist.

She didn't need any music at all. The birds singing and orioles singing in the garden, and even the tinging sound of flowing water, were all natural dance music. She was like a fairy who accidentally fell into the mortal world or an elf born from mountains and rivers. Every jump and every rotation was so beautiful that it was not as beautiful as the world.

The prince and the princes came slowly from Beiyuan. Xuanlin walked in front. The princes were laughing again and gave in to each other to walk towards Nanyuan.

Xuanlin led the princes through the arch. When the maid guarding the gate saw the prince and the princes, she wanted to inform him. Xuanlin waved her hand and asked her to retreat, turned around and smiled at the princes behind her, "Let's go quietly and see what they are playing."

A prince with a slightly fat figure and a little bit of a rash look between his eyebrows and eyes smiled, "I didn't expect that my elder brother is still so childish."

All the princes laughed softly, and Xuan Lin cursed, "The Tenth Brother really refuses to let me go at this palace at all times."

King Yuan hurriedly said, "Brother is joking."

The prince seemed to be unintentional, but the listeners were all very thoughtful. How could they not hear what the prince said? I am afraid that the prince was dissatisfied with the recent act of King Yuan's corruption in the Minister of Revenue. But everyone was still smiling, looking like they were kind and respectful.

Xuanlin continued to walk forward, and the princes were one step behind him. There was a difference between legitimate and illegitimate, and they could not walk side by side with the prince.

Xuan Lin suddenly stopped and looked forward.

The princes followed his gaze and stopped.

Among the peach blossoms flying all over the sky, a woman who looked like a god was dancing gracefully.

She smiled with smiles on her lips and her eyebrows were affectionate. Every movement seemed to tell a spring rain of apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River. As the sleeves floated, she began to rotate. The wide skirt slowly opened with her faster and faster dance steps. There were butterflies with different expressions embroidered in the folds of the skirt. She turned faster and faster, and the wide skirt was spread to the extreme. At the dazzling speed, each butterfly was about to emerge, as if hundreds of butterflies were dancing with her around her.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the scene in front of them that looked like a fairyland on earth. Gradually, her steps slowed down, and her body slowly fell among the peach blossoms in the sky, and finally returned to a white body. The falling peach blossoms swayed on the white skirt of the moon, as beautiful as a illusion.

The whole place was silent.

Only the peach petals are still dancing.

A moment later.

"Good dance." Xuan Lin clapped and smiled. Everyone woke up and quickly stood up to salute the prince. Yue Luo bent her knees with everyone and said to Prince Jin'an.

Xuan Lin raised his hand to signal everyone to get up, and then helped Yue Luo up with his own hands, "Miss Yue bowed her back, and I thought that Mrs. Qi could not compare with the girl back then."

Yue Luo endured the pain from her feet and lowered her head and said, "The prince's praises me, and the people's daughter is ashamed."

When she took the first dance step, she found that there were blades hidden in her two shoes. Because the blades were too thin, she didn't notice it as soon as she put them on. It was not until the blades actually took off that the blades could cut her feet.

Yue Luo tightened her eyebrows and the cold sweat on her head began to keep coming. If she stopped dancing for this reason, the charge of disrespect for the first queen would be confirmed. In addition, the time when the prince and the princes appeared was too coincidental, so she had to question it. No wonder Tong Jia gave her a maid so generously, it turned out to be this deep meaning.

The prince did not say more, and all the princes also sat down one after another, and the princes accompanied him.

At this time, Tong Jia suddenly spoke, "Your Highness, the clothes on her body... seem to be from Empress Zhaode."

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