All eyes were focused on Jingwei, but Jingwei seemed not to notice, still standing there humbly and not moving. The other three show girls have already begun to perform their talents.
Among them is a woman's guzheng.
Jing Ke tilted his head and looked at Du Suxi, but Du Suxi seemed not to notice and kept staring at Wei Qing. His face was extremely serious and solemn. From this angle, Jing Ke could clearly see her profile.
He sighed softly. In fact, she is more nervous about Jingwei than anyone else, right? She spent too much thought on Wei Qing.
Does this woman want to fight for Wei Qing even at the risk of offending Long Yan? Jing Ke could completely imagine that if they came one by one, judging from the expressions of the emperor and the courtiers, even if Wei Qing appeared then, there wouldn't be much of a disturbance, right
All along, women with low status in the Hundred Flowers Festival have been nothing more than cannon fodder.
But Du Suxi thought of this method. Four women performed a play to arouse everyone's emotions. Those beautiful girls who lost their composure undoubtedly paved the way for Jingwei.
Man proposes, God disposes. Du Suxi has done enough.
Jing Ke suddenly felt very sorry for the woman in front of him. It was too hard for her to live.
Everyone was watching Jingwei, but she never moved. He just stood there like a sculpture.
The other three beautiful girls were just Xiaojiabiyu. They were very nervous at first, but unexpectedly, Jingwei was unable to move. She seemed to be frightened, and they suddenly felt proud. Although there were many pairs of eyes looking at them, they were a little scared. , but thinking that Jingwei was even more embarrassed than him, he didn't dare to move, and his performance could be considered excellent, he couldn't help but feel motivated all over. Performing desperately, the sound of the guzheng became more and more ethereal.
"Is it possible that Miss Jingwei was scared to death?"
"Why do you keep standing still on the stage? Are you not ready?"
"What's going on? Why doesn't Miss Jingwei move at all?"
Everyone started to talk in confusion, but Jingwei still didn't move. He raised his head and looked at everyone.
Jing Ke became a little anxious, thinking, could it be that Du Suxi had spent all her efforts on Jingwei, but it was all in vain? Got nothing? Subconsciously, he glanced at Du Suxi's face. He thought that Du Suxi's face would be very ugly, but he didn't expect that a hint of appreciative smile appeared at the corner of Du Suxi's mouth.
This, this, is this woman mad because of Jingwei
Jing Ke was a little flustered and didn't care about anything else. He grabbed Du Suxi's hand and realized that Du Suxi's palm was wet. He dared to say something, but Du Suxi suddenly made a backhand and grabbed Jing Ke's hand. It was Jing Ke who looked relieved and raised his eyebrows in confusion.
"Why did you suddenly grab my hand when you were fine? Who did I think you were?"
That expression turned out to be extremely clear. Doesn't look like crazy.
"Are you okay?" Jing Ke was still a little worried. Du Suxi rolled her eyes and thought Jing Ke was weird, so she continued casually.
"What can happen to me? Why do you feel a little weird?"
"... Jingwei, Jingwei may have some stage fright, you, don't take it too seriously, everything will be fine." Jing Ke considered speaking, but suddenly realized that he didn't know how to comfort him.
Du Suxi smiled. Seeing Jing Ke looking at him worriedly, he pointed his finger and said.
"Look carefully, what is my Jingwei doing?"
Jing Ke looked subconsciously at Du Suxi's hand and was stunned.
Jingwei was already dancing gracefully. The white figure swayed like a flower, in perfect harmony with the playing of the guzheng.
As if it had been rehearsed long ago, that white figure
"This... did you rehearse it before?" Jing Ke couldn't help but ask. How come it's so in tune? Could it be that that beautiful girl is theirs, but this is too blatant!
Jing Ke asked the question that everyone wanted to ask. People who didn't understand what he meant looked at Du Suxi.
Du Suxi's smile was even more beautiful. He shrugged and explained.
"That beautiful girl, don't talk about her, I don't know her whole family, how could she be one of ours? Just now Jingwei was just adapting to her music."
Isn't this too outrageous
Everyone gasped and looked at the woman dancing with the fluctuating sound of the guzheng on the stage with surprised eyes.
Pity was covered with a layer of admiration.
There are many women in this world who can dance, and there are also many women who can sing songs. but
They have never seen someone so in tune without practicing.
This woman looks so fragile, as if she will be knocked down by a gust of wind, but she is so smart.
Men all like smart women, and the men here are no exception.
The old emperor's face was filled with joy, he looked at his queen and said softly.
"It is my blessing that the queen understands justice so well, and the blessing of all the people in the world. I will definitely reward you well."
The old emperor rarely praised the queen in front of everyone. More often, he simply turned a blind eye to the queen. Especially in the presence of Concubine Mei, the queen became even more like air.
At this time, the old emperor actually took the initiative to praise her. A trace of blush flashed across the queen's face like a girl, she lowered her head, looked at the old emperor and spoke softly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. It is my concubine's blessing to be able to share the Emperor's worries."
She seemed to be unable to remember when the emperor had treated her like this. It seemed that she had made the right move. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Concubine Mei's flushed face, and the queen raised her lips and smiled.
No matter what, she is the queen.
It would be nice if someone could come in and restrain Concubine Mei.
The sound of the piano suddenly became urgent. It seemed that the girl playing the guzheng discovered that Jingwei was following her music, and tried to get rid of Jingwei. But Jingwei follows very accurately. If she is fast, she is also fast. If she is slow, she is also slow.
He kept biting it and wouldn’t let it go. The plain white clothes and ink-like black hair rippled in circles in the air.
The Qianqiansu hands were changing various movements in the air. The slender legs occasionally changed angles, seemingly invisible.
This dance is like a soaring phoenix. It's just that the white clothes are indeed a bit too plain.
Jing Ke finally remembered something, looked at Du Suxi, and asked.
"You didn't prepare clothes for her, so why did you let her wear white clothes? Her outfit is a bit inappropriate for this kind of dance."
Du Suxi raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a mysterious smile.
"How do you know?" Her voice was hoarse and she paused. continued.
"Isn't the fun coming later?"
It turns out that Du Suxi had planned everything? Jing Ke was shocked. I didn't expect that Du Suxi could be so careful.
This year, she has just grown hair, but her thoughts are so mature that she doesn't look like a girl at all.
"Just watch, I think I'll give you a surprise." Du Suxi pursed her lips and looked at the stage without explaining. There was no ripple in that kind of calm look. I don't worry about Wei Qing at all.
Seeing Du Suxi's appearance, Jing Ke also breathed a sigh of relief.
Du Suxi actually confirmed that it was okay, so it should be okay, but she was overthinking it.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped...
Everyone who was originally immersed in this cooperation suddenly looked towards the beautiful girl playing the guzheng.
I saw her lying on the ground, her face pale, her eyes dull, and the guzheng in her hand was actually disconnected...
Another gaffe!
A pang of regret flashed through the hearts of all the ministers, and they looked at Jingwei with nostalgia, only to find that Jingwei had stopped.
Damn it, why can't this show girl hold on a little longer!
Everyone couldn't help but complain. Thinking back to the dancing figure in white clothes, their hearts were filled with excitement.
When they came back to their senses, they discovered that the other two showgirls had already stepped down from the stage. It was really a knife in the head of sex. They forgot about everything and only remembered to look at that figure!
The beautiful girl playing the guzheng also stood up in panic at this time, got up and left, leaving Jingwei standing alone.
How is this going? Everyone looked at the figure in white standing against the wind.
Jingwei was still covered with a veil at this time. Everyone was aroused and wanted to see the beautiful face under the veil. However, after all, the emperor was watching from above. They did not dare to make any mistakes, so they could only look expectantly. Looking at the emperor, I hope the emperor can order the Jingwei to take off the veil.
Perhaps he sensed the expectations of his ministers, or perhaps he himself had been aroused for a long time. The old emperor finally lived up to his expectations and looked at Jingwei with a smile and said. ,
"You are a very unique woman. Are you the Jingwei?"
This is the opening statement. Lay the foundation for what follows.
Wei Qing nodded. He replied yes. Her voice, like her appearance, was soft and weak, like a small paw poking into a man's heart.
Listening to this soft voice, the old emperor's eyes were filled with joy and he continued to speak.
"Why dance with a veil? Just take off the veil.
"
Finally getting to the point.
Everyone was eagerly waiting for Jingwei to take off his veil. Jingwei let out a string of laughter like silver bells.
"Your Majesty, the folk girl has not finished this dance yet."
After she said that, her eyes flickered again, with a gentle and watery charm. It's hard to describe such a feeling.
In today’s world, a very popular term is used, which is called electric shock.
And here, an idiom is used to describe the beating of the heart. Like thunder piercing the ears.
This is the beauty that all men in the world understand. Someone once said that the realm of a woman is to look pure on the outside and charming on the inside. At this time, Jingwei was in such a state.
Du Suxi tilted her head, looked at Jiaomu who had been staring at Jingwei in a daze, said that rotten wood cannot be carved, and took another sip of wine with peace of mind.
The old emperor's heart was lifted. I just feel more itchy and unbearable, but he is an emperor of the first generation, so he must not be the first brother anymore, so I realized it. He spoke politely.
"In that case, just continue."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jingwei lowered his head and reached out to take off the veil. Under the veil, there was a stunning and stunning face.
Skin as white as jade. The nose is like a jade tube and the lips are like cherries. She is truly a rare beauty,
Many people who have never seen Jingwei's true face took a breath. What a beautiful person. Before, they only thought that Du Yunxi was beautiful enough, but they never thought that there was such a stunning beauty in the world.
Du Suxi calmly continued to pour herself a glass of wine to calm down her shock.
When she first saw Wei Qing's face, she had been secretly jealous for a long time, not to mention these men.
The old emperor's face was even more joyful. As if he wanted to express his gratitude to the queen, he took the initiative to hold the queen's hand, rubbed it in his hands, and left Concubine Mei aside.
Concubine Mei had been favored by the Sixth Palace for many years, and this was the first time she had been treated like this. She was so angry that she wanted to walk away, but she jealously glanced at Jingwei's peerless beauty, and her only sense allowed her to force herself to endure it. down.
If it were normal and she was confident, the emperor would definitely retain her, and then she would just act like a spoiled child. But now, the emperor's thoughts are all on that Jingwei, so how can he care about her? For the first time in her life, Mei Fei suppressed her temper and endured it. He sat in his seat obediently and continued to glare at Wei Qing.
Four women wearing red cheongsam suddenly walked up. These four people were the singers from Moshang Xiangfang. They held black blankets in pairs and spread them out in front of everyone.
What kind of trick is this
Looking at the black blanket, everyone blinked in astonishment, not understanding what it was doing.
The four singers worked in pairs, separated one after another, and covered Wei Qing's body with a black blanket. Wei Qing still stood there calmly, not moving at all. His eyes were calm, but he slowly squatted down.
Everyone looked at the stage blankly, only seeing the dark blanket, but not any trace of Wei Qing. This, what on earth is this doing? Doubts couldn't help but arise in everyone's mind. Staring at the stage in surprise.
Jing Ke tilted his head and saw Du Suxi's expression was extremely serious. Could this be a good show planned by her? Jing Ke was confused, but saw Du Suxi turning her head, looking at him, and speaking in a mysterious manner.
"Do you know what magic is?"
Jing Ke didn't know why, but looking at Du Suxi's serious look, he still frowned and thought carefully.
"Magic? Never heard of it? Is it some evil magic?"
Du Suxi finally couldn't help but burst into laughter. She looked at Jing Ke carefully and said.
"If you say you are stupid, do you really think you are a fool?"
Looking at Jing Ke's confused look. Du Suxi stopped beating around the bush and explained patiently.
"You can think that magic is something incredible, or it can be called a surprise."
Du Suxi raised her chin again, signaling Jing Ke to look towards the stage.
"Watch carefully, I hope I can give you a surprise."
After Du Suxi said this, she smiled again with an unknown meaning.
Jing Ke was startled and followed Du Suxi's gaze to the stage.
The singers actually danced on the stage. But he still held a corner of the black blanket in his hand. It is blocked so that people cannot see clearly what is inside.
What is this for
Looking at those stunning singing girls dancing gracefully, everyone was confused and surprised. Those who had been sleeping all night now became energetic, staring at the figures on the stage with drunken eyes.
(End of chapter)