Qin Jiaoyue kept covering her face on the stage for a long time.
It wasn't until the musician waiting nearby couldn't help but beat the drum that Yan Xun came back to his senses and hurriedly plucked the strings.
Qin Jiaoyue secretly gritted her teeth and glanced at the figure behind the screen bitterly. After all, she pretended that nothing had happened and spread out her sleeves to dance again.
This is the "Winter Snow Dance" that she has practiced carefully for a long time. The snow-white dance skirt is also specially customized. Once the dance reaches the climax and the tide starts to spin, she only needs to pull the rope buckle, and the white velvet on the skirt will
Falling one after another, like falling snow.
Even if there are some small flaws at the beginning, so what? In the end, her dance will definitely surpass Qin Jiaoxi's original surprise.
Especially Peng Jiaren made them lose more practice time.
Thinking of this, Qin Jiaoyue was filled with confidence again.
She had already made an agreement with Peng Jiaren that one would dance and the other would play the piano without conflict.
Just like the two princesses who are singing and dancing, they never challenge each other's strengths and can occasionally cooperate.
From now on, His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely not have only one concubine. Instead of fighting with everyone, it is better to plan a cooperation partner early and fight others together in the future.
This was also the advice Xiao Yi gave Qin Jiaoyue before leaving.
However, seeing Qin Jiaoyue in trouble this time, the smile in Peng Jiaren's eyes almost overflowed from her eyes.
"What do you mean, man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation? Look, this is it..."
She turned to her maid and said: "Hurry up and check if there is anything wrong with my piano!" #@$&
"Also, let's see if I can lend Miss Ping's piano, just in case!"
After arranging these things, Peng Jiaren continued to enjoy Qin Jiaoyue's dance proudly, but she did not notice that the Queen Mother next to the Emperor was staring at her with unkind eyes.
Peng Jiaren didn't know who she could offend with this plan. She had already thought of her words.
I really have injured my leg, hamstring, and bones, and I really can't dance. The imperial doctor has come to see me.
But who said you can't play the piano if you have bad legs and feet? She can't come to a palace banquet without preparing anything, right?%&(&
As for Shang Fengyi and the others, they were not prepared because they were not smart enough. What does it have to do with her?
Therefore, Peng Jiaren's eyes were very calm, even magnanimous.
She had already thought about how to look elegant and pitiful while limping when she went on stage.
She was even in the mood to comment on Qin Jiaoyue's dance: "Look, mother, Miss Qin's dance is really good, right?"
Mrs. Shangshu took some time to flick away the non-existent ash on her sleeves, raised her glass with orchid fingers and saluted someone, and then said:
"It's indeed good! But don't worry, beautiful lady. Although your foot is injured and you can't dance, you can still play a piece of music. When Miss Qin comes down, you can go up and present a piece of music to the Holy One!"
The sound of the mother and daughter singing in harmony was not too quiet, and everyone around them could hear it clearly.
Peng Shangshu's location is also close to the Holy Shang, so this can be regarded as a final decision for the next program.
Unexpectedly, Zang Ji, who was sitting next to the regent, suddenly said: "Speaking of dancing, it's been a long time since the Ai family saw us dancing!"
"I heard that Xi'er studied hard every day in Shuiqin Pavilion. I wonder if she has made any progress these days?"
Qin Jiaoxi quickly said: "Royal Grandma, although Xi'er has practiced dancing, this time she prepared a show with two friends..."
The regent smiled lightly: "No problem, since your grandmother has spoken, Xi'er, you guys can go up and perform for her!"
