The tyrant's petite group is squeamish again

Chapter 558 Chapter 558 The Four Live Together Shamelessly

A new round of lottery began. Concubine Ping and Lao Feiling looked at each other and drew two lots from the lottery.

She showed it to everyone, "Song Zhining, dancing with a green waist."

Listening to Concubine Ping's voice, Lao Feiling felt that it was the most beautiful voice in the world.

In the past, when designing Bai Mo, Bai Mo was slapped in the face every time. This time she found a different way and asked Song Zhining to dance "Green Waist".

Song Zhining is a tomboy, and the dance of "Green Waist" is soft and light, not to mention Song Zhining is soft or not, she probably can't even dance!

When Song Zhining made a fool of himself, Bai Mo would definitely be sad, as long as Bai Mo was sad, Lao Feiling would be happy.

Song Zhining had been being massaged by Qian Jingkong all the time, and when Concubine Ping called her name unexpectedly, her body couldn't help shaking.

It was as if her affair with Qianjing Kong had been discovered.

Qian Jingkong comforted softly, "Don't be afraid, she won't be able to see because of the food table. What's more, I've already been hired, so it doesn't hurt to be more intimate."

Song Zhining: "..."

"Miss Song, please." Concubine Ping said to Song Zhining with a smile.

Song Zhining was dumbfounded, let alone dancing, even if she was asked to appreciate dancing, she would not be able to appreciate it!
At this moment, Bai Mo stood up, cupped his hands to Emperor Chen, and said: "Officials, my cousin is unwell and cannot perform "Green Waist". It can be seen from her pale face, and Dr. Xu can testify for her." .”

Although it was night at this time, the palace lanterns were bright, and Song Zhining's bloodless lips were particularly obvious.

Emperor Chen nodded, "It's really uncomfortable to look at. If that's the case, this lottery doesn't count."

After exchanging glances with Lao Feiling, Concubine Ping wanted to say something to Emperor Chen, but Bai Mo took the first step, "Since I got my cousin, as her cousin, in order not to disappoint everyone, I should take the place of her cousin." Put on a show for everyone."

Qian Jing Kong also stood up, "Officials, Ning'er is my fiancée, let me take Ning'er's place."

"My son is willing to assist in the performance." Si Yumin also stood up.

The Emperor Chen smiled, "You are competing to perform one by one, I don't even know which one of you will get on."

"It's better to let the three of us be together." Bai Mo, Si Yumin and Qian Jingkong said in unison.

Lao Feiling seriously doubted whether the three of them knew that she was going to plan Song Zhining's affairs, otherwise, how could their pace be so consistent?
How can we perform together without discussing it in advance?
While Lao Feiling was thinking, Emperor Chen nodded and agreed to perform with the three of them, "I want to see how the three of you cooperate."

Everyone is also curious, how can two men and one woman cooperate?

Under everyone's gaze, Bai Mo, Si Yumin, and Qian Jingkong bit their ears a few times in a pretentious manner.

Nan Gongcheng curiously pricked up his ears to eavesdrop, almost thinking he was deaf, but he didn't hear a single sound.

When he wanted to put his ears next to the mouths of the three to receive the sound, the three had already finished biting their ears.

Bai Mo cupped his hands towards the emperor: "Officials, please allow the ministers to go down and change clothes."

Emperor Chen nodded and said earnestly: "Waiting for you."

Bai Mo retreated, left the banquet hall, glanced at Lao Feiling, and showed a meaningful smile.

Lao Feiling's breathing was stagnant, and he was actually frightened by Bai Mo's expression. He subconsciously picked up the wine and drank it down in one gulp, in order to dispel the fear of being dominated by Bai Mo's eyes.

Under Si Yumin's signal, Feng Wu moved the piano platform and piano up with the other guards.

The piano was ready, and Si Yumin sat down beside the piano platform.

Qianjing Kun took the sword from Feng Wu, and before going on stage, she squeezed Song Zhining's palm, raised her peach blossom eyes, and said affectionately and softly: "Madam, the next sword dance is for Madam, Madam must be serious. Look."

Song Zhining was rubbed by him, and looked at affectionately by his charming peach blossom eyes, her voice was so gentle that she could spoil her, and her breathing became slightly heavier in an instant.

Even if Qian Jingkong hadn't explained to her what "acting" was, she didn't think about it now.

Right now, he is her fiancé.

Just let her indulge for a while.

She nodded slightly and gave a soft "hmm".

As if greatly encouraged, Qianjing Kong showed a monstrous smile that fascinated thousands of young girls, and took up the stage with a sword.

This monstrous smile, and that bony hand that was testing the sound on the piano, instantly caused pink bubbles to pop up in the hearts of the girls present, and they couldn't help talking in a low voice.

"Ahhhh! The hands of the Third Highness are so beautiful, they are white, long and bony! Even the tuning is enough to fascinate me! I wish I could be the violin right now!"

"Qianjing Kong's smile, and his peach blossom eyes, ah, I'm going to die! Why? Why is such a good-looking man actually engaged! Woooooo..."

"Uh...that, I want to say, the Third Highness and Qian Jingkong seem to be a good match."

As soon as this remark came out, many noble ladies silently made up a big drama in their minds:
Si Yumin and Qian Jingkong fell in love and couldn't stay together. In the end, for convenience, they often cheated, so they chose Song Zhining and Bai Mo as their wives, and then the four of them lived together shamelessly.

Feng [-]: His Highness looks like he can make a match with anyone.

Just when the noble ladies were about to lose control of their brains——

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Rhythmic drums sounded.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw a float covered with red silk slowly approaching.

The red silk fluttered like flames.

And on the car, stood a seven-foot-wide big drum. In front of the big drum, a pretty woman in a red dress, holding a drumstick, beat the big drum rhythmically, softly, or with two drumsticks.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The red dress is flying, and the appearance is overwhelming, just like the flying sky of Dunhuang.

Si Yumin watched without blinking, and almost forgot to play the piano.Fortunately, they played together. Even if his brain forgot, his body still has memory.

When his little princess finished playing the prelude, his fingers picked up the strings seamlessly.

The sound of the zither and the drums, one is soft and the other is firm, but at this moment they are extremely harmonious, and they seem to contain destructive power, smashing the drama of the broken sleeves that the noble girls just made up in an instant.

The white ink red dress is like fire, and Si Yumin's icy blue robe is like ice. Together they compose a song of ice and fire.

Qian Jingkun raised the sword slowly, looked at Song Zhining with a smile, and started to "piercing the sword" as gracefully as a dragon, and the girls were all impressed by her gentle yet strong figure.

The sound of the piano, the sound of drums, the dance of swords, heroes, beauties, spirits, tenderness and lofty aspirations make people's hearts surge.

"Not bad, this is what a teenager should look like! Full of vigor and ambition!"

Hearing these words, Lao Feiling was quite harsh, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the delicacies of mountains and seas in front of him were no longer fragrant.

What she didn't know was that there were still "good dishes" waiting for her.

As Bai Mo and Si Yumin's co-performance reached its climax, Bai Mo's slender right leg softly kicked back.

(End of this chapter)