Noble First Daughter-in-law

Chapter 953 What a sword dance!
This is a man in his twenties, or older, with handsome appearance and elegant posture. He is wearing a moon-white gown, as if a milky white mist is shrouding a person, and because of his nimble steps , moves like the wind, really like a burst of cloud smoke blowing into the hall.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by this mist-like person.

At this moment, a cold light came out from the mist, and a long sword in the man's hand was seen coming out of the hole like a silver snake, pointing straight at the dome of the hall.

Suddenly there was a sound of rapid breathing in the hall, and Tusheer's eyes widened in joy.

She recognized it, this was what they saw at Wangyunting before.

At the moment when everyone was stunned by this move, the drum sound suddenly stopped, and everyone's consciousness also paused. Immediately, a melodious and clear flute sound came, like a breeze blowing in the ears, making people's minds shake. .

The man stretched his long arms, and the long sword in his hand slowly fell along an invisible arc. The sword was like a rainbow. Under the bright lights around the hall, it actually left a rainbow shadow in everyone's sight, until The long sword points to the ground, and sometimes rises high and sometimes falls low according to the sound of the flute. The man's wrist flips like a butterfly, waving the long sword to draw out pieces of gorgeous light and shadow.

Just when everyone was attracted by the beautiful scene of sword dance, suddenly, the drums started playing again!

The man's footsteps paused, and he suddenly jumped up like a nimble cat, constantly turning around in the air. His clothes were flying, his sword followed him, and his body moved with the sword. The chant caused everyone watching to hold their breath and concentrate. Their eyes seemed to be tied to the sword by an invisible long thread, wandering along with the swing of the sword.

Finally, the drum beat calmed down, and the long sword drew the last ray of cold light in everyone's focused gaze, sinking into the layers of clothes hanging down like smoke.

"it is good!"

Yu Wenyuan praised: "What a sword dance!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone who had been watching quietly with bated breath seemed to finally wake up and immediately started to admire: "It's so beautiful!"

"Who is this?"

"Is there such a powerful dancer in the palace?"

Just as everyone was praising it, Yu Mingyue's eyes flickered, and she suddenly smiled and said, "Like Yi shooting down the nine suns, and like the emperors riding dragons. It comes like thunder and stops like the clear light of the sea. I have never seen such a beautiful sword dance!"

After saying that, she suddenly looked at Shang Ruyi: "Princess Qin, what do you think?"

Everyone's attention was originally focused on the graceful dancer in the center of the hall. As soon as they heard her speak, especially when she was reciting a poem that was no less beautiful than the beautiful sword dance just now, they all naturally focused on it. Attention shifted to her, and after hearing her last words, everyone subconsciously followed her gaze to look at Princess Qin.

Even Yu Wenyuan turned to look at Shang Ruyi. After all, in his eyes, his two daughters-in-law were both talented in literature. Just now, the Crown Princess was able to recite the corresponding and wonderful poem immediately after watching the sword dance. Poetry, while he cheered greatly in his heart, he also subconsciously wanted to ask Princess Qin to compose a poem.

But when he turned his head, his eyes suddenly became focused.

Only then did everyone realize that Princess Qin had been staring at the dancer intently.

But it wasn't until he heard the words of the Crown Princess and was looked at by everyone that Shang Ruyi suddenly came back to his senses and realized that it was inappropriate for him to look at others blankly like this, so he hurriedly withdrew his gaze: "I——"

After she hesitated for a moment, Yu Mingyue had already said with a smile: "It seems that this sword dance is indeed so beautiful that even Princess Qin was stunned."

Shang Ruyi's heart beat wildly.

She subconsciously raised her head and saw Yu Wenyuan looking at her with a slight frown. A chill ran down Shang Ruyi's spine, and she looked across at Yu Mingyue, who was smiling broadly at her, but there was a hint of ill-intention deep in her smile. She took a deep breath, and immediately said with a smile: "Yes, this sword The dance is indeed exquisite. When I was young, I heard that the sword master Yun Shengong spent his life with a sword. His sword dance was stunning and famous all over the world. This dancer——"

After saying that, she glanced at the man again, but this time, her eyes no longer lingered too much: "He has the style of Mr. Pei of Xihe."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man turned to look at her.

At this time, the smile on Yu Wenyuan's face had gradually faded away, but he could not see any joy or anger. He only asked: "Are you——"

The dancer only lowered his head, and Shang Gong Han Yuhui, who had been standing next to Yu Wenyuan, took a step forward. His voice was neither high nor low, just enough for everyone in the hall to hear: "His name is Sun Xianyue, and he is ,"

At this point, her eyes glanced at Shang Ruyi intentionally or unintentionally: "He is Pei Yunshen's disciple."

Yu Wenyuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh?"

Shang Ruyi's back felt numb again.

What she said just now was because she realized that the way she had been staring at Sun Xianyue was in the eyes of everyone, so she used the wonderful sword dance of Xihe Pei's sword dance to excuse herself, but she didn't expect that this person turned out to be Disciple of Pei Yunshen!
Unfortunately, he was also called Sun Xianyue.

Another "month".

Just when Shang Ruyi was in confusion, Yu Mingyue said with a smile: "She is indeed the descendant of the Pei family of Xihe. Princess Qin is really discerning and can be regarded as a confidant."

Shang Ruyi took a deep breath and said calmly: "I'm not really a confidant, but I do appreciate him."

At this time, Yu Wenyuan said: "The sword dance is good, let's go down and receive the reward."

After saying that, he lowered his head and took a glass of wine to drink.

On the other hand, Sun Xianyue had been standing quietly in the center of the hall. She had not responded to everyone's praises and comments just now, but now she raised her head and looked at Yu Wenyuan, as if she wanted to say something, but before she could speak, Shang Gong Han Yuhui had already said: "Your Majesty I said, go down and receive the reward.”

Sun Xianyue hesitated for a moment and could only thank En and retreat.

Although this sword dance was extremely exquisite, it aroused some inexplicable emotions. No matter how peaceful the singing and dancing was afterwards, everyone seemed to feel a strange dullness weighing on their hearts. If they thought about it carefully, they could tell that it was Yuwen. Yuan's mood was not high, so no one dared to be presumptuous.

Fortunately, it was getting late. After a while, the dinner ended and everyone went back.

Originally, Yu Wenyuan should have chosen to rest at Zhang Jieyu's or Tao Jieyu's place that night, but he chose neither. He only returned to Liangyi Hall alone, washed up hastily, and then went to bed to prepare for bed.

He sat on the bedside, looked at Eunuch Yu who was about to extinguish the candlestick next to him, and suddenly said: "I remember that Chu Yang is a master of sword dancing."

Suddenly hearing Chu Yang's name, the candlelight flickered, illuminating Eunuch Yu's face as if his expression was condensed.

But he immediately turned back with a smile and said, "The Emperor has a good memory."

Yu Wenyuan was silent for a moment and then asked: "When Princess Qin was in Jiangdu Palace -"