Peach Blossom Tribulation: Flirtatious Concubine
25 Gorgeous Appearance

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Finally, the bustling crowd around the stage began to quiet down. As the hourglass on the stage slowly decreased, everyone's eyes gradually shifted to the stage.

Just as the last grain of sand in the hourglass fell, the sound of a zither suddenly rang out. Looking at the stage again, twelve women in red were holding twelve different kinds of flowers. Their footsteps were light, and their bodies were graceful. The sound of a flute that could shake one's soul gently rose. The long sleeves of the women danced in the air, and countless beautiful petals gently fluttered between heaven and earth. The fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating. The 12 beauties were like blooming flower buds, spreading out in all directions. In the rain of flowers, a beautiful girl in white appeared like an orchid in the empty valley. As she danced gracefully, her wide sleeves opened and closed, further accentuating her beautiful appearance. The crowd was mesmerized by her graceful dance and almost forgot to breathe.

Just as the poem says: wonderful skills tour Golden Valley, beautiful women full of stone city. I turn on the mat in my rosy clothes, and the flowers and snow in front of me. The instrument phoenix harmonizes the clear song, the return phoenix echoes the elegant sound. If it weren't for your wish, who would reward you for your waist?

"It's her?" Mo Yurou narrowed her eyes. This woman in white was obviously the daughter of the Left Minister, Mu Wanxian. Why was she on stage?

"Miss, she was the previous year's God of Orchids, so she will naturally dance at the opening.”It turned out that Mo Yurou had unknowingly voiced her question, and Xian 'er had naturally answered it.

So that was the case. Then, she could not participate in the God of Flowers again. She wondered if she would regret it after liking it. According to Prince Hong, the Emperor would probably appear on the sixth day. What a pity.

The dance ended. Before the people below the stage could react, those women had already disappeared from the stage. Immediately, applause sounded like thunder, and cheers continued.

Suddenly, a man in purple flew out of the Flower God Pavilion and landed on the stage with a gorgeous turn.

He saw a slightly aggressive face with a suffocating charm between his brows. His eyes were like twinkling stars, and there was a trace of an evil smile on his lips, but it made people unable to open their eyes. He was like a poppy, addictive and mesmerizing.

Mo Yurou's lips curved slightly.”

Xian 'er looked at Mo Yurou in horror. Miss…Don't tell me you've taken a fancy to this Prince Hong. Don't tell me you've forgotten that you're still a young lady waiting to be chosen.

"Young miss, it is said that the emperor's appearance is even better than Prince Hong's.”Xian-er said calmly.

Mo Yurou paused and instantly understood Xian 'er's meaning. The corner of her mouth twitched unnaturally. She just thought that this man was not bad looking. Why did he make it seem like she was climbing a wall? She had planned to get a favorite concubine to sit here. Unfortunately, she could not be Wu Zetian here.

Suddenly, a blurry image flashed across her mind. She couldn't remember anything after thinking about it carefully. It seemed to be similar to the previous few times, but she couldn't see it clearly. It seemed to be a man in the blurry image. Why did she remember something when she saw him this time? Could it be related to him?

By the time Mo Yurou noticed Ye Qingying, he had already finished his introduction in that lazy tone. When he turned around to leave, he raised his head and looked in Mo Yurou's direction. There was a hint of interest in his charming eyes, like a lion that had just woken up and seen its prey.

"Miss." Xian 'er obviously felt Ye Qingying's gaze and was a little nervous because Mo Yurou wasn't wearing a veil at the moment. Although they were still far away, with Ye Qingying's ability, it wouldn't be a problem for her to see the Miss.

Mo Yurou looked at Ye Qingying's back view and smiled faintly.""It's fine. It's just a face-to-face encounter. Don't take it to heart.”

Did he really not care? Only she knew.

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