In the wing room, Qing Kui closed the door and leaned against the door. She clasped her chest with her right hand and found that her heart was beating so violently.
From the day she was sensible, she knew that she was going to marry into the Protoss. Although he didn't know who he would marry in the end, his father still cultivated her little by little according to the preferences of the protoss.
She is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she has never been so close to any man in her life. She has never had the kindness that countless daughters often have. Over the years, she has worked hard to study medicine and study, just to make herself worthy of the status of the God Race Concubine.
Even in recent years, the father and the national teacher have repeatedly mentioned that the Shenzu is likely to make Shaodian Youqin the crown prince, but she has never thought about what kind of person Shaodian Youqin is.
The protoss concubine is just a priesthood in the heaven.
She just needs to be worthy of her position, and she doesn't need to be moved by anyone.
But the mocking wind, like a stone thrown towards the center of the lake, still caused a few ripples after all.
Qing Kui closed her eyes and slowly calmed down her heartbeat.
In Fanfenlou, Yetan is also calming down his heartbeat.
Lord Qingheng and Ziwu both looked worried, Di Lanjue gloated, and even Dongqiu Shu came to watch the fun.
"If you hesitate for a while, Shaodian Lamu and Mei Youqin will come down." Manman stood on Di Lanjue's shoulder and flapped his wings to remind him. Ye Tan gritted his teeth and pointed at Di Lanjue: "Go and tell the old bustard that this princess wants to perform a dance!"
"Dancing?" Di Lanjue raised her eyebrows, "Can you dance?"
Before Yetan could speak, Ziwu said: "Yes. Sister Qingkui's dance is really good! At the beginning, my mother god hosted a banquet in Jiangque, Penglai, and sister Qingkui performed dances, but even the mother god was full of praise. .”
Uh... Ye Tan showed a humble expression: "Little Ziwu, to tell the truth, I did prepare a dance at that time, intending to invite the God Emperor and God Empress to enjoy it. But your brother disagrees."
"Ah?" Ziwu excitedly said, "My sister's meticulously prepared dance is definitely not bad."
Mr. Qingheng next to him was also very confident: "Go."
Ye Tan touched his nose, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm going to change clothes."
Di Lanjue was still a little worried: "If you can't do it, I'll find someone to replace you."
Ye Tan coldly snorted: "For me?! This princess has never eaten pork, hasn't she seen pigs running?"
She was busy changing clothes, Wenren Youqin, Mei Youqin and Shaodian Lamu were still waiting. It's been a while, but Wenren Youqin is still able to sit still, and Ye Tan asked him to wait, so he waited quietly. Mei Youqin couldn't sit still. He doesn't like the hustle and bustle of the world in the Fanfen Building, and the silk and bamboo orchestras make people feel restless.
He called Xiaoer to stop, and was about to ask about Ye Tan's whereabouts, when suddenly, his ears fell silent, and the lights in front of him dimmed.
Mei Youqin turned her head and looked over, only to see the dancer on the stage retreating at some point. The plain curtain rose to cover the stage, but this brief silence attracted everyone's attention.
After a while, someone gave a low "ah". On the original plain white silk, a slender and exquisite figure was reflected. It's a woman, in the posture of shooting swallows, separated by a thin piece of white silk, her waist is unbearable, and her clothes are floating like clouds.
In an instant, the entire Fun Fun Pavilion suddenly lost its voice.