Chapter 45: Dance under the Night (5)

  On an outer stage of [Gu Yuexuan], surrounded by light veils moving by the wind, was it affected by the dancing figure in Taichung? Even if there are no lights around, only the faint light of the moon, Feng Qinghan knows that the person dancing is Yinyin, and her dancing posture is still so beautiful...

She is as light as a swallow, dancing gracefully, her delicate hands slightly stretched out, her sleeves are raised to the sky, and the neon clothes between her arms move along with it. Even without the music to accompany her, every movement of her is indescribably wonderful, in the night sky. Next, the moonlight of Haobai fell on her dancing figure, and her light blue dress was even more beautiful and wonderful, like a fairy in the moon palace, and she was deeply intoxicated by the cold wind and cold, in the royal banquet. Compared with what I saw at this time, Feng Qinghan was completely forgetful at this time, immersing himself in Yinyin's wonderful dance.

'Roar--'

  A tiger roar tells Feng Qinghan that someone is approaching. In fact, there is no tiger roar. Feng Qinghan knows that someone is approaching, but he doesn’t want to miss Yinyin’s every dance, so she pretends to be ignorant, until Lei’er comes to his side...

  "Young Master Feng, please follow me——"

Lei'er had seen Feng Qinghan before, so she wouldn't be fascinated by him, but she still came to guide him shyly. Feng Qinghan raised her hand to imply not to disturb Yinyin and wait a moment on the stage, Lei'er did not Stupid, I understand the meaning very well, so I didn't say more.

  One dance finish

applause

  "Young Master Feng——"

   Looking for the source of applause, Yinyin looked towards Feng Qinghan.

  "The dancing posture of the county lord is so beautiful no matter what time, it really makes me dream of the next moment——"

  "Young Master Feng has been awarded, Lei Er, don't bring Young Master Feng in yet—"

   "Yes, Master Feng, please!"

  Feng Qinghan and Yinyin looked at each other and then entered [Gu Yuexuan] from the entrance together with Lei Er, because there is a fence around here, a small banquet has already been set up in the Xuan...

   "Welcome, Young Master Feng——"

  "The princess is courteous, and it is a great honor to be served by the princess——"

  "Please sit down!"

The spacious and flat hall is small and chic. Yinyin and Feng Qinghan sit opposite each other, Yinyin has Xiuying waiting for her, and Lei Er is waiting for Feng Qinghan. The white tiger walks down behind Yinyin, as if guarding her... …

   "I heard from my father, I heard that it was the son who gave the'flaming flower' at the time, so that I can have today, so I will give the son a cup first--"

As soon as the voice fell, Yinyin drank a toast. In fact, what Yinyin drank was not real wine, but fruit juice that looked like wine, because she didn’t know how to drink, and the same thing she had at the royal banquet before was fruit juice. To replace.

  "The princess has a good drink--"

   "Well, the son laughed, it's not actually wine--"

  Yinyin put down the wine glass and said

"Uh?"

  "Please forgive me, my son, because I don’t drink alcohol since I was young, so I don’t drink much power. This is just a kind of water wine instead of juice. I hope the son can forgive me, and during the royal banquet——"

   "Oh? That's the case. The princess is too worried and doesn't drink too much. How can he mind when I go down? Not to mention that it is the same with tea or fruit juice instead of wine, not necessarily real wine."

   "It's good if the son is considerate, but he is the son. At the royal banquet, I saw that the son seems to have a lot of alcohol?"

   "Where and where, it's just so--"

   "By the way, I believe that the son has learned from his father, right? I hope that the son can take back the gift sent by the son by the day, and Yinyin can't bear it—"

   Yinyin began to turn to the topic, which seemed very natural.

   "How can it be? The princess is the phoenix among people, so how can it be unbearable? In the following, it should be worthy of being received."

  "Why can I, and why should the son give me a gift?"

   "If you have to have a reason, it should be a meeting gift to the princess."

  A simple sentence can no longer be a simple reason to make Yinyin silent for an instant, is this also a reason? It seems to be...

   "My son, this—"

"The princess is the jewel in the palm of the contemporary prime minister Zhang, and as the princess of Da Zhou, he also enjoys the reputation of'the best dancer in the world.' On the contrary, it makes me feel that the meeting gifts given to him are too shallow, so please don't take it off— —"

"how come--"

   "It's good if the princess is not offended. In that case, please accept the princess."

Yinyin’s words were always not finished, and Feng Qinghan took the opportunity. When he reacted, he seemed to have been led away. Unconsciously, it seemed that his words were correct, and he was also very reasonable. As for Yinyin, she was speechless.

"Ah--"

  Yinyin covers her mouth with her hand, can't help but chuckle and lose her voice

   "Is the princess making fun of him?"

   "No, I'm sorry, it's rude, I just think that Young Master Feng is really a very good person, and I have felt this way since I first met—"

   "Oh? Why do you see it?"

"I always didn't talk a few words, I always follow the young man's thoughts, and the young man's words always make people happy. What is it if they are not good? Ah, should it be said that they are very good at talking? "

  Talking witty, good and smart, how do you describe the next sentence? Yinyin smiled, looking at Yinyin who was pursing her mouth and chuckling, Feng Qinghan felt an indescribable sense of joy in her heart, warm and beautiful, this feeling seemed to have never happened before...

   "Huh? What is the son looking at?"

   Perceiving Feng Qinghan watching her, Yinyin couldn't help but ask a little bit.