Except for the Third Prince, whose lustful eyes were always staring at the woman on the stage, almost everyone listened carefully to the rare sound of the flute.
Taking the time to look at the stage, Gu Li breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that they seemed to be dancing. She had no idea about the music and dance music. Maybe she could just throw away her hands and leave, but whenever she had an idea, her mind would
There will always be a pitiful expression and lips that keep moving.
For her own sake and for the sake of future peace, she would endure it this time.
On the round platform, the eight women had changed their clothes. They took off their revealing yellow clothes and put on long gowns with water sleeves. It looked quite quiet and beautiful.
Miss Qing, who had been surrounded by eight people, seemed to suddenly calm down. Just when Gu Li was playing, a hint of complexity flashed in her eyes, but as the dance began, it was gradually replaced by stubbornness.
The neat and orderly dance looked pleasing to the eye, but at the end, only the beautiful girl in colorful clothes and beautiful clothes was left, dancing gracefully.
He pinched the orchid with his slender fingers and raised it to the top of his forehead, looking up and staring with a sad and indescribable expression. Then his body started to rotate, and at the same time, the water sleeve on his right hand started to swing.
Gu Li inadvertently raised his head and looked at the person spinning and jumping in the middle. He was about to look back, but when he saw the special steps of the person in the middle, he instantly narrowed his eyes.
At the same time, she looked specifically at the other dancers and discovered that their steps were also...
No one noticed Gu Li's expression that changed instantly and then recovered. The dance continued, and the sound of the flute was still beautiful, but something had changed.
Is this her strength?
Also immersed in the beautiful sound of the flute, Ling Yixing's face showed a touch of surprise. Maybe they were just clowns before, looking at people with vanity, so that they were blinded by those gorgeous coats.
Intentionally or unintentionally, her hand held the tea cup tightly, and finally she slowly closed her eyes and drank it all in one gulp. How could she be a rude and untalented and overbearing woman who could blow such a distinctive flute sound?
"After listening to this song, I believe that the free and easy lyrics in the palace banquet that day were composed by her." Si Junyan held his chin with his big hand and spit out his guess.
"If she did it, how did she tell others? Did she have the budget and ability to discuss it in advance?" For the first time, Ling Yixing took up the topic of talking about Gu Li.