After that, it was time for the flowers to compete for the spring light and the beauties to perform.
"Miss Qi Cai 'er, the third generation daughter of the Left Prime Minister. Flute song,'Spring Thoughts'."
An eleven-year-old girl stood on the high platform. Comb tassel high bun, gorgeous flowers hairpin, welcome willow lotus leaf mother-of-pearl. Her smooth forehead was exposed, and she had a thin flower patch on it. Her eyes revealed the beautiful aura of a young girl. The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, revealing a hint of coquettishness. His skin was like water, and it would break with a blow. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, as if reflecting the first rays of dawn. Hong Ling's small lips curved even if she didn't smile. She was a peerless beauty.
She was wearing a pink, narrow-sleeved traditional shirt with a complicated dark-colored pattern embroidered on the collar. She wore a light pink silk dress that fell to the ground, a flowing scarf, and a golden jade seal.
He gently raised his hand, and a violet jade bracelet with floating flowers appeared on his sleeve. It was a gift from the royal family.
It was one of the Dong Jing noble ladies who was as famous as Nalan Qinghuan, Qi Cai 'er.
The Five Noble Daughters of Dongjing were the five noble daughters who combined family affairs, looks, talent, and all other aspects. Qing Huan and Qi Cai 'er were the second. In addition, there were the eldest daughter of the Luo family, Luo Ruiyun, the youngest daughter of the Zhao family, Zhao Yudai, and the third daughter of the Situ family, Situ Wanyi.
Among them, Qi Cai 'er and Nalan Qinghuan were of similar age and family background, and they were both in Silent Lotus City. It was inevitable that people would always compare them. Compared to Nalan Qinghuan's low profile, Qi Cai 'er was dazzling. She was also the Empress Dowager's niece and was doted on by the royal family. She could be said to be the favored daughter of the heavens and was not inferior to Baili Qianlan at all.
Qi Cai 'er smiled confidently. He took out a jade flute and placed it by his mouth. The sound of the flute was melodious and long. This song was an ancient song, also known as "Cold River Remnant Snow". The music was delicate and exquisite, showing the scene of the quiet south of the Star Luo River in early spring. The sun reflected the white snow, and the late winter was about to pass, and the spring was about to come.
The song ended, and the entire hall cheered. Qi Cai 'er looked at Qing Huan with a smug expression, only to see Qing Huan leaning against Nalan Qinglang and laughing with a lack of interest. He cursed this uneducated little girl in his heart. On her face was a March rose, beautiful and pleasant.
"Cai 'er has improved again." The Empress Dowager praised, and Qi Cai 'er smiled and bowed.
The talents of a daughter of an official were nothing more than the zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, singing, and dancing. Qing Huan was so sleepy that he kept beating and cutting. Although there was no lack of highlights, it was just monotonous playing the piano and singing. There was nothing new. It was a little monotonous to repeat it. Thus, he ignored Qi Cai 'er's provocative gaze.
Those who were truly talented and learned were mostly proud and aloof. He refused to cheer with sound and color.
"Miss Li Mingyan, the daughter of the Li family, the Minister of Revenue. White silk and green waist dance."
Hearing this, everyone straightened their backs and focused. Isn't this the young lady who was betrothed to General Nalan? Ah. The great spirit of gossip. Qing Huan criticized these high-ranking officials as she squinted her eyes and looked carefully.
Li Mingyan was dressed in a light yellow spring shirt and a satin long skirt that was layered on top of each other, accentuating her slender waist and slender figure. The sleeves were embroidered with delicate willows, which looked lingering. She was wearing white satin embroidered shoes with lotus flowers on them. It symbolized good luck and was generous in shape. On a warm day, the wind just broke the frost, and there was a delicate style. There was only a silk orchid in her hair. There was only a thin layer of rouge on her fair face, making her look peerlessly beautiful.
Qing Huan was a little more spirited. This was still a little bit. If the opponent was too weak, it would be boring.
She tilted her head slightly to pour some tea, only to realize that the General's wife beside her was a little uneasy. Her embroidered handkerchief was twisted together in her hand. Her long fingernails almost dug into her palm. There were faint traces of blood.
Qing Huan was about to reach out to hold her mother's hand to comfort her, but she saw General Nalan reach out first, ignoring everyone's gaze. He wrapped his mother in one arm and carefully held her hand with the other. He took out the embroidered handkerchief and placed his finger in his wife's palm.
If you're in danger, I'll protect you.
You're in pain. I'll replace you.
If you have no branches to rely on, I will give you branches, leaves, and shelter.
If you are in turmoil, I will give you love and support, and give you half a lifetime of happiness.
Madam Nalan looked at her husband quietly. Her eyes were filled with tears, but the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile. The autumn chrysanthemums shine brightly, and the spring pines flourish. For a moment, there was nothing else in the world. The vast world and the rolling mortal world became the background. She gently wrapped her husband's large, dark hand into her slender, fair hand, sharing their warmth and breath.
I'm in danger, I don't ask you to protect me.
I'm in pain, I don't beg you to pity me.
I have no branches to rely on, and I am in turmoil. I don't need your branches and leaves to protect me.
I only wish for the long run. I've spent my whole life. Give me a little place near you to live and die with you. With my weak body, I will block the sword light in front of you. Even if it was just a little, even if it was just a moment.
Qing Huan looked at her father and mother and could understand their desire to protect each other. Tears welled up in her eyes. She could finally admit their love. She had always thought that her father and mother had not gone through any hardships and had entered into marriage after a short relationship. Even if it was warm and harmonious, it was probably just kinship. In the future, the situation would be turbulent, and unease was the end. Just the familial love that helped each other through thick and thin was still a little thin.
Now, she saw the bright flowers of love blossoming in their ten-plus years of life together.
The Prime Minister's wife looked at her daughter and son-in-law and couldn't help but wipe the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. However, there was a gratified smile on his face. Prime Minister Lin patted his wife's hand comfortingly.
On the stage, Li Mingyan's pair of bright eyes were fixed in the direction of the Nalan couple. The bright lights reflected her red face, like an angry expression. In a flash, it turned into a delicate and embarrassed appearance. One of them was a Fu body, and he was very natural and graceful. The long white muslin was thrown far away, and she bent down. It was a long rainbow surrounding the moon.
White silk, green waist. It was an ancient dance that had been lost for a long time. Heaven and earth, never to see again.
All the dancers in Linzhou Continent knew the name of Bai Zhu and Lu Yao. That was their lifelong pursuit.
Mr. Wenshan, a literary hero of the former dynasty, once wrote a poem:
There is a beautiful woman on the shore of the southern country, dancing with green waist and light steps.
At the end of autumn, the sleeves of the banquet are rolled up, and the flying sleeves are fluttering in the clouds and rain.
As graceful as orchid and sweet potato, as graceful as a cloud and a dragon.
South Lin Yue Lan stopped in front of the stream, North cold snow Ji stopped in white.
The slow posture is full of joy, and the complicated posture is endless.
The lotus flowers on her face cut through the waves, and the wind blew in the snow.
When the falling ear is shining, it flows freely. The skirt is repaired and the wind is about to go up into the sky.
Only sad posture dance can not catch, fly away from the world of mortals chase Jinghong.
At this moment, even if someone had the intention to watch the show at first, they could not help but put it away. He didn't dare to show any disrespect. This dance of white silk and green waist was really shocking.
This Li Mingyan was clearly only above average, but when she danced, she had 120% beauty. Soft body facing the water, waving gauze dance.
Even Qing Huan couldn't help but secretly praise in her heart. His gaze swept across the hall.
Most of the women didn't look too good. They were probably cursing in their hearts. The man, on the other hand, was completely engrossed. A few of them had clear eyes, and they uncomfortably took their teacups to cover their expressions. Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately turned around to look at her father's expression. There was only clear admiration in his father's resolute eyes. He even took out his hand to pick up a wisteria cake for his mother. His mother accepted it with a smile and did not look sad. Qing Huan was relieved.
The elder brother's eyes were also filled with admiration. His actions were natural and graceful, without the slightest bit of discomfort. When he saw his sister turn to look at him, he thought that something had happened, so he quickly leaned over and asked,"Sister, what's wrong? Do you want to eat something?”Qing Huan shook her head with a smile, a silent warmth surging in her heart.
Li Mingyan's mother, Liushi, was overjoyed. She had probably forgotten the purpose of her daughter's dance.
He turned back to look at Li Mingyan's dance. Her energy was about to be exhausted, and it was already the end.
Finally, he threw his sleeve. It reflected the lights and was overflowing with colors.
The crowd was silent for a while before a thunderous applause suddenly erupted. It was not an exaggeration to say that this dance was devastatingly beautiful. It was just that Li Ming's graceful dance had more of a woman's graceful posture and less of a pure and elegant posture that flew like the sky and chased the moon.
Li Mingyan took a deep breath and calmed her breathing before she bowed and got off the stage. She pretended to look at her father's expression inadvertently. Her face suddenly turned white and red, like fireworks.
Princess Zhan saw this and looked worriedly at Liu-shi. Pursing her lips, she didn't say anything. Liu-shi's expression was also not good. She was very embarrassed, but also a little proud. However, he knew very well what his daughter's outstanding performance was for. Everyone present had their own plans. Therefore, there were a few stinging words that were neither too high nor too low among the praises.
"You learned these tricks to charm men at such a young age.”
"What's so beautiful about it? The little fox has become a spirit.”
"Hmph, what do you think she's after? She's hoping for the great general. How can she not work hard?”
Princess Qian Lan had a straightforward and open personality. She sat down in front of the empress dowager with a smile on her face and said,""I'm not as good as her."
The empress dowager turned her head and was about to comfort her granddaughter when she saw that her granddaughter did not look depressed. Instead, she smiled sincerely. He faintly revealed the graceful bearing of a royal family. He patted his granddaughter's hand, trying to comfort and praise her.
Qing Huan, who was not far away, glanced at Qian Lan. He also liked it in his heart. This personality was really good. It was a pity that she was two years older than her brother. Otherwise, it would be good to be with her brother. Qing Lang couldn't help but shiver under his sister's gaze.
The performance continued.
The moon was already past its zenith. It hung high in the sky like a round disc, and the pure white moonlight poured down. I wonder what year it is in the palace in the sky. The lanterns on the bamboo platform were extinguished. The moonlight shone on a small white figure on the bamboo platform. The moon was bright. He could clearly see the faint smile on Miss Nalan's face.
At this moment, the eunuch sang again,""Miss Nalan of General Nalan's Residence. Yi Lan."
Everyone was speechless again. This…this was a display of a young lady. Wasn't Miss Nalan only seven years old? However, she was a famous talented girl in Silent Lotus City, so he would just take a look. Moreover, today's highlight seemed to have fallen on the Nalan family. Thus, everyone stared at the little one on the stage in high spirits.
No one noticed that the empress dowager sitting in the main seat suddenly changed her expression when she heard the words "Yi Lan *". Her eyes were fixed on the bamboo platform without blinking.# Cancel review all: wdd201302 Time:111420185:56PM
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