Su Xier walked to the middle of the courtyard and looked up at the crescent moon in the night sky. Then he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the expression on his face changed completely, no longer quiet and elegant, and there was a touch of shyness between his brows.
Under the moonlight, she leaned forward, then suddenly got up, raised her leg and turned around, her body leaned back again, the skirt undulating like a wave.
There is a little red lips on the powder, and his expression is still ashamed. It is delicate and beautiful like pink peach petals, and its demeanor is full of orchids. He wore an elegant long dress with black hair draped on the side, no powder, and a plain smile, quite a taste.
Pei Qianhao's eyes changed slightly. If he laughed at such a dancing posture, I am afraid that there would be no dancing posture in the world.
The night breeze blows, the woods shake and rustle, and a young woman in the courtyard dances gracefully, charming eyes and disturbing. With just one glance, you can't look away again.
Pei Qianhao watched this wonderful dance quietly, and gradually, he frowned, is she really just a court lady? Even the ladies, the first dancers, would not have such an outstanding posture.
How could she be? Being sold by your parents and poor at home, how can you learn to dance with a teacher? The more I think about it, the more I don't understand, Pei Qianhao's double pupils are full of suspicion.
Su Xi'er is like an elf, beating under the moonlight, faster and faster, while her breathing is steady and not rushing, as if she is used to dancing like this.
Because the rotation speed is getting faster and faster, the skirt is like a flower, fully blooming, and the beauty is shocking.
On the other side of the courtyard, stood a gentle and moist man in white moiré clothing with a clear and moist breath. However, his slightly frowned brow revealed his mood at the moment.
He had seen the same dance, but this was clearly another woman. How could the maidservant of King Hao dance this kind of dance? Impossible, this dance, no one in the world can dance except Ning Rulan.
At this moment, a guard came to Yun Ruofeng's side and said softly, "King Yun..."
Yun Ruofeng waved his hand, "It is not convenient to discuss matters here." After speaking, he looked at Su Xi'er again, and then moved slightly, gradually walking away.
The guard looked at the woman dancing under the moonlight, with a shocked expression on his face, and finally walked away quickly with a surprised expression on his face.
When a dance fell, Su Xi'er gasped slightly, and finally she saluted her blessed body, "King Hao, the slave and maid presented their ugliness."
Pei Qianhao put away the doubt in his eyes, raised his hands, and burst into applause, "This king never praises people easily. This dance is excellent, and so is the person. It is unique in the world."
"Thank you for the praise from King Hao. The slave and maidservant have completed the instructions of King Hao. It is not early, and the slave and maid will go to fetch water, so that King Hao can go back to the house and rest." After the words fell, she walked towards the boiling water room.
Today, when she walked this way, she paid attention to the next surrounding areas, and the boiling water room was over the row of houses in front.
"You don't need to go, the guard will send it. If you are asked to take it, maybe another maid will be found for this king." Pei Qianhao stopped deliberately and looked at her carefully.
Su Xi'er raised her head and replied respectfully, "The servant is not stupid and won't do it a second time. Besides, King Hao is already on guard."
"This king asks you, who taught this dance? Which elder sister?" Pei Qianhao deliberately told her elder sister, and solved her reason as soon as possible.
When Su Xi'er heard this, she knew she couldn't use her sister's reason as a prevarication. However, since she dared to jump, she had already found a good excuse.
"The maidservant is poor at home, and the sister I know, of course, can't dance. When the maidservant passed the dance hall, she secretly looked at it. The dancer was practicing, and the maidservant learned."
Pei Qianhao's tone rose, "You can learn so deeply if you look at it. Leave you to wash the chamber pot in Yeting, or wash your clothes in the clothing bureau, which is of little use."
"Wang Hao, where do you want to transfer your servants to duty?" It's still hot now, and there is no problem washing the chamber pots and washing clothes. Once it's winter, wash your fingers at night, and you won't be able to stand it. It would be okay if I changed jobs in Yeting.
"There is no maid in the Palace Solo Square. It's useless if you go. It's better to stay in Yeting and do things well."
Pei Qianhao looked at her quietly, with black eyes, and could not see any emotions. He transferred her away from the clothing bureau and returned to Ye Ting, where she belonged.
Su Xi'er nodded without objection, "Thank you, King Hao, for transferring the servant back to Ye Ting."
"You seem to like Ye Ting very much. You have been there for many years and have feelings for it?"
Su Xier was puzzled, "King Hao, the slave servant is dull and can't hear the meaning of your words, can you say it clearly?"
Pei Qianhao raised her hand, raised her chin, and changed her mind, "With your dancing posture, you can be a Silefang Shanggong. Why stay in Yeting and wash the chamber pot? Please, this king will adjust you go with."
The chin was forced to lift and was forced to meet his cold gaze. She couldn't figure out this man. Sometimes it feels close, and sometimes it feels as distant as the horizon.
"King Hao, a slave servant, a court lady, was transferred to Silefang to be a Shang Palace, and the rest must have been talking about it. The servants did not ask, and were unwilling to go." Every word was strengthened, decisively expressing their attitude.
More importantly, she is already familiar with Ye Ting, and she can hold it in her hands. Passing through the small courtyard, it slowly reflects to the rest of the palace.
In this life, she will not count on any man. The relationship between Pei Qianhao and her is unclear. It seems to be beyond the master and servant, but in fact, she is like a fish on the table, let him kill.
Pei Qianhao rubbed her hand back and forth on her chin, and smiled, "If you don't ask for it, you don't want it. If this king gives you the opportunity to ask, you just refuse it. This king doesn't like to force others to stay in Yeting as you wish. Wash the chamber pot. But... "
Having said this, Pei Qianhao chuckled and let go of her chin, "If this king is on a whim and wants to see your dancing, no matter where you are, you must come to this king. If you are not a palace in Silefang , You can’t jump to others to watch. Otherwise... ”
Su Xi'er looked into the depths of his eyes, and saw a wave of evil rising from within.
"Those who see your dancing, this king will goug all their eyes."
Su Xi'er looked at him carefully, this person was full of horror. However, no one will be eyeballed, this dance, she will never dance again.
"You said you stole a lesson from the dance hall, but the king has never seen this kind of dance in all the dance halls in Beimin Capital." Pei Qianhao changed the topic and turned to this dance again.
"King Hao, have you been to every dance studio? How can you be sure that it is not?"
Pei Qianhao chuckled softly, "There is no princess in Beimin. Every state banquet, he will order the famous dance halls in the capital to line up one dance. The king never goes to the dance hall, but he dances and sees a lot. But , Even so, I have never seen you like this."
Su Xi'er looked at him quietly, and then replied after a while, "Maybe the dancer who can dance like this is dead, and no one can dance. At that time, the slave and maid had just learned it by accident."
When the voice fell, the air seemed to stop flowing, Pei Qianhao's pair of black pupils, full of light, shot straight towards her.