Don't abuse the prince, the princess has remarried

Chapter 391 Take down the scumbag prince
No wonder there is no one waiting around, it turns out that a man disguised as a woman received the guests.

Tsk tsk tsk, how does a man usually receive customers?
Gu Qianzhou was amazed in his heart, wrapped his clothes again with his hands, and quickly stuffed a pill into his mouth to ensure that he could sleep for three days and three nights.

Then she picked him up and tucked him under the bed.

After finishing all this, she picked out a bright red dress from the closet and put it on, and immediately began to dress up.

Red clothes, heavy makeup, veils, headscarves, and faintly visible faces, the main focus is a sense of atmosphere.

After tidying herself up, she left the wing room.

Outside the lobby, the Butterfly girl has left the stage, and the green bamboo is dancing on the stage.

The so-called plum blossom dance means that the field is covered with plum blossoms, and the girl dances gracefully on it, jumping out of various plum blossom shapes.

The plum blossoms are flying, the beauties are enchanting, slender feet and hands, weak and boneless, and the gorgeous and boundless plum blossoms bloom one after another, which will cheer all the nobles below.

Gu Qianzhou looked at it for a while, and understood, anyway, it's just a small waist bent and twisted, and her little hands twisted and twisted. It's the same when she goes up to do some yoga.

She has only one goal, and that is to take down the scumbag.

After living two lifetimes, it was still a little nervous to do this kind of thing for the first time. Gu Qianzhou leaned against the wall and stood on his head to calm down his slightly nervous heart.

After standing upside down for a while, my mother hurried over and said with a smile all over her eyes, "My darling, why are you still playing here? It's time for you to play, so hurry up and get ready to go out."

Gu Qianzhou turned over and got down, and ordered someone to hang a silk ribbon on the stage.

In order to create an atmosphere, ethereal curtains were hung on the stage, plum blossom petals fell one by one, and under the candlelight, the atmosphere was full.

The silk and bamboo orchestra played in unison, and the melodious sound was heard. Gu Qianzhou jumped onto the stage, and a split fell to the ground. It was crisp, beautiful, and very powerful. It was in stark contrast to the previous enchanting plum blossom dance. All the guests couldn't help cheering palm.

it is good!
very good!

Gu Qianzhou is not very good at dancing, but she practices yoga and martial arts. Combining yoga with kung fu, she can come up with various shapes at her fingertips, with a great sense of picture, very neat and beautiful.

All the guests saw her wearing a red dress, revealing a pair of bare feet as white as jade, stepping on the bright red falling flowers, dazzling people's eyes.

The most terrible thing is that her figure is slender and soft, and can be bent into all kinds of wonderful shapes that they have never seen before, which makes people's blood spurt.

There is ultimate strength in the softness, and between the rise and fall, the red clothes are flying, the cloak is hunting, and the falling flowers are flying all over the ground, it is so beautiful that it is dazzling.

This is the unique plum blossom dance, dancing the capital.

All the guests were locked in their sights, and they were so focused on watching that they forgot to cheer.

He stared intently at the stage without blinking his eyeballs, for fear of missing a delicate move of Miss Anxiang.

The whole place was silent, only the sonorous music and the exquisiteness on the stage were in the ears, and a person danced the plum blossom dance like a thousand horses and horses.

Gu Qianzhou didn't care about everyone's gazes, she just stared at Jun Mochen with her beautiful eyes, wanting to see if she aroused his interest.

I don't want to, I danced for a long time and went through all the yoga moves I knew, but the man remained motionless from beginning to end, as always, with such a cold coffin face from beginning to end, as cold as an ice sheet collapsing, like the end of the world .

(End of this chapter)