Off the field, the young man raised his glass and clinked it with the old man.
Old man: "A Ming, is it worth it for you to take such a risk and show up just for her?"
Young man: "Grandpa, didn't you also support the entire business for grandma?"
The old man was impatient: "Tsk, that was my grandpa's ignorance back then. Now I have realized that the glory of the so-called century-old family is all in vain. Now that your uncles are gone, grandpa just wants to protect your mother and that's enough!"
The young man sighed: "Tsk, the old man is like a child when he gets older. He changes his mind just like the weather. A few years ago, he was crying and screaming for people to bring me back, but now he has changed his mind!"
Shang Boyan raised his eyebrows: "You brat, don't think that grandpa won't be willing to beat you after not seeing you for a few years!"
Bo Jiming was unceremonious: "Old man, this is a palace banquet. You have to think carefully. If you want to do something, your grandson can accompany you to the end!"
The old man and the young man held their wine glasses and stared at each other.
Just when the music on the field suddenly took a turn, it seemed to have the aura of spring and summer flowers blooming and the warm breeze blowing on the face, causing everyone present to be obsessed with the dancer.
Then, the sound of the piano took a turn and began to dance in harmony with Qin Jiaoxi's dance, as if she was confiding her true feelings to someone.
The young man chuckled: "I didn't realize that this little girl is actually quite capable!"
It's all because we met at the wrong time in my previous life, and I only have a memory of knowing her for more than a month.
At that time, his mind was only half awake. If she hadn't opened the space through her brainstorming, I'm afraid...
"Grandson, look!"
Old Man Shang held the cup without even bothering to drink, and looked at the stage in astonishment.
At this moment, the sound of the piano has already merged with the dancing posture.
After another spin and dance, Qin Jiaoxi suddenly lowered his waist and bent his body into the shape of half a silver moon.
The sound of the piano actually started to cut the strings again.
It's just that the frequency this time is extremely gentle, which is completely different from the opening scene.
What made everyone dumbfounded was that Qin Jiaoxi was spinning around in the center of the stage again.
I saw her turning around and returning to the clothes she had just left. She lifted up the gorgeous clothes with her toes.
Then he put the attire back on while spinning in circles, and soon even the belt was tied as securely as before.
Qin Jiaoxi stood still, the music of the piano stopped, and they danced in unison for five minutes.
The place was quiet.
It was the regent who stood up suddenly and took the lead in applauding: "Okay! I... Jiaoxi danced so beautifully!"
All it takes is the words "my son"!
The emperor was also surprised: "As expected, he is as graceful as a startled dragon!"
Turning to Concubine Xiao Shu, she said: "No wonder I have kept my concubine in mind for five years. Could it be that the little Jiao Xi that my concubine saw five years ago already has such a talent?"
Concubine Xiao Shu: "???"
No, what kind of talent?
Is Jiu'er's news wrong? Isn't Qin Jiaoxi a loser who has been banned for five years and has learned nothing?
The emperor was still excited and said: "I never expected that Prime Minister Qin's Mansion would actually hide a treasure and lock it up so that no one knows about it!"
He laughed and joked to Qin Yi: "Prime Minister Qin, tell me honestly, have you been hiding this trick on purpose all these years, just waiting to blind all the officials today?"
But Qin Yi also looked shocked: "Ah this..."
He knew that his daughter could dance, but he never expected that he could dance like this!
In comparison, what Qin Jiaoyue danced just now was simply a little girl's thing?
No, when did his legitimate daughter actually dance like this?
Qin Yi suddenly turned his head to look at his wife.
But he saw that Mrs. Qin was as sluggish as if she had been struck by thunder.
