Ruoyu's steps were very brisk, she patted her hands gently, took small steps under her feet, twisted her waist playfully, and circled Jun Wuya in a cheerful rhythm, constantly changing her pace, regardless of whether Jun Wuya had already
His eyes widened in shock at his own actions, but he continued to speed up his body.
What Ruoyu is dancing to Jun Wuxia now is a dance similar to hip-hop
He clearly knew that Jun Wuxia, who was used to watching women dancing, would not be able to accept this modern dance, but he just wanted to show him how he used to dance. He shook his hair and showed that it was still a dancing body.
Girls majoring in music showed him
Maybe I care about him too much, so whether it is my current self or my self in that time and space, I want him to see it.
Step by step, she raised her feet and walked towards Jun Wuxia. Ruoyu put her hands on Jun Wuxia's shoulders. She felt a little nervous even though she was breathing calmly. Her heart was beating fast and she asked: "
Does the prince still like it?"
After the dance, he started to feel worried. After all, this dance was so different from Ling Guo's dance. If Jun Wuxia regarded his as an alien and a monster, what else could he do?
Just when I was nervous, there was sudden applause from behind, slowly appreciating the applause, and saying with confidence: "Good dance, good dance, what a wonderful woman."
When Jun Wuxia heard this sentence, his expression changed slightly.
Seems a little nervous and a little uneasy
How could he feel nervous and uneasy when he was so proud? This shouldn't be his expression.
But this act of curtsying and saluting should not be done to him.
"See Father." Jun Wuxia half-knelt on the ground, facing the direction behind him.
Father?
Jun Wuxia's father should be the emperor...the emperor of Ling Kingdom!
Although I have been in this time and space for such a long time, I have only heard countless things about Jun Shougong. I have never seen him, and I have never thought of meeting this king. I heard that since Jun Shougong died, I have never been there.
The beloved concubine lived in a state of intoxication every day, not thinking about government affairs and not thinking much about it.
Turning around, Ruoyu also made a big salute and bowed her head very low according to the custom. It was too quiet when she heard it, and then she said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the compliment."
I have learned this kind of etiquette myself.
Because I lowered my head, I could only see Jun Shougong's shining dragon robe and the many servants behind him.
I was too lost in dancing just now, and Jun Wuxia was too fascinated by it. Neither of them noticed such a great performance. Today, I also heard that Jun Wuxia was getting less and less favored by the emperor these days. If it was because of
I couldn't imagine that something would happen to Zaisheng.
Jun Shougong approached him, seemed to lower his body, and said above his head: "Lift your face."
this......
Jun Shougong stretched his hand towards his chin and almost touched it. This was really unreasonable. She was afraid that he would really touch her. Ruoyu immediately raised her head with a calm expression.
s face
As soon as she raised her face, Ruoyu saw a face that was middle-aged, domineering yet handsome. It turned out that Jun Wuxia looked so much like his Ama.
It's just that Jun Wuxia's face has a more comfortable and gentle feeling than his Ama. It's not as sharp and angular as Jun Shougong's. His face is full of vigor and a bit of wildness that makes people feel timid.
"Your Majesty, you don't come to see me every day. It turns out that you are obsessed with this beauty. She is so beautiful." Jun Shougong looked at Ruoyu's face carefully, with a faint smile on his face, as if he was really beautiful.
As if he appreciates it
But being so close, Ruoyu could feel that the emperor was looking at her with an emotion that she couldn't express, as if he had a bit of hatred and a bit of resentment.
This feeling made Ruoyu feel uncomfortable.
And his fingertips stretched towards his chin, as if to raise his face again. He saw the fingertips stretching closer and closer, but when he thought of his identity, he had no way to hide.
Able to bite one's lower lip
But at this moment, someone stood in front of him, and a cold voice rang out.
Jun Wuxia said to his Jun Shougong: "My son, I really have too many things to do in the military camp and can't spare time. I hope the emperor will forgive me."
She moved her body again, completely blocking Ruoyu behind her, as if she didn't want her father to take another look.
Jun Shougong, however, refused to give Jun Wuxia the honor, and said: "Such a woman should be your wife, from whose family?"
Whose girl...
Hearing this, Ruoyu suddenly understood where the cold light hidden in the emperor's eyes when he looked at her came from.
He has recognized that he is the princess of Feng Kingdom.
After all, Ruo Qingwen is the niece of the late Queen Ruo Jinhua. Ruo Qingwen must have followed her into the palace before. How could Jun Shougong not recognize him?
My father and aunt were executed in front of the Manchu people at that time.
I shouldn’t have lived to this point, either.
"She is the daughter of Ruo Lanzhi, the governor of Suzhou. Now her family is in decline. I accidentally met her when I went to Suzhou. When I saw that I liked her, I got to know the palace. Now she is ranked below the Princess Side." Jun Wuxia took his time.
Said like this at the same speed
He was so calm that you couldn't tell that he was just making it up.
"Really?" Jun Shougong straightened up, smiled faintly, and looked at Ruoyu still looking condescending.
"Yes," Ruoyu replied as she bent down and saluted.
"You have to cherish such a girl, Wuya," Jun Shougong said slowly while looking at Ruoyu.
"Yes" Jun Wuya replied, it was the same simple word as Ruoyu
Although both of them only have one word, the firmness and unwillingness to give in are clearly expressed in their words.
Jun Wuxia accompanied Jun Shougong out, and he was among the people accompanying him. Only his back was left, and this back slowly shrank smaller and smaller, until he was no longer visible, and he was still looking at the same spot.
With
When she was completely invisible, Ruoyu leaned against the pear tree, picked off the small red pear flower she had pinned behind her ear, and held it gently in her hands.
The emotion I felt when I danced so irrationally just now is completely gone.
What kept echoing in my mind was the phrase ‘whose girl’ was repeated over and over again?