The cold emperor's lovely concubine

Chapter 113
Anyway, flattering doesn't cost money, and it doesn't matter if you shoot more.

If you are happy when you say it, others will be happy when you hear it, so why not do it! ?

Hearing Feng Xiaojiu's words, even though she knew she was flattering her, it's just that Sister Yan felt very comfortable listening to that sweet little face, which seemed to be filled with honey. .

It's just that he gave Feng Xiaojiu an angry look on his face, and after saying 'glib', his face froze, and he became a little more serious.

"Okay, stop flattering, let's talk about serious business now! I have seen your dancing skills before, but they are very good! But you have been learning to dance since you were young!?"

Hearing Sister Yan's words, Feng Xiaojiu's mind turned 360 degrees, and then she spoke.

"Hey, you can say the same thing. Since I was young, I was weak, and my family was afraid that I would not be able to support me, so they raised me as a daughter. At that time, I often played with some girls, and when I saw others dancing, I followed suit."

"Well, with your body, you are indeed a prodigy in dancing. It's a pity that you have the wrong gender. Otherwise, you might be a dancer now!"

Although the status of dancing skills is not very good, it is better than being a eunuch, cutting off his life, and becoming a man and a woman.

Feng Xiaojiu naturally understood Sister Yan's words.

There was even a slight sigh on his face, and he spoke.

"yes……"

Seeing the melancholy on Feng Xiaojiu's face, Sister Yan knew that what she said hit someone's pain point, so she immediately changed the subject and spoke.

"Okay, don't talk about anything else, just watch me dance first, you should memorize this dance step, but it's going to be performed at the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet!"

"Enn, come on!"

Feng Xiaojiu spoke, and immediately stood aside obediently, and watched Sister Yan dancing on the stage.

The women who were rehearsing on the stage, when they saw Sister Yan came on stage, also retreated one after another, giving up the stage to Sister Yan.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are on the stage.

After Sister Yan came to the stage, she first stood up and then nodded to the luthier.

The next moment, with the melodious sound of the piano, the woman on the stage immediately waved her long sleeves lightly, and danced lightly to the sound of the piano.

The steps are light, graceful like a frightened bird, graceful like a dragon swimming, with a slender waist, turning back and walking stagnantly.Just like Liu Yaohua smiling at Chu Yan, dancing in neon clothes, breaking the soul and flowing water, waving jade hands, swaying long sleeves...

As expected of being the speaker of Siyin Palace, the dance she danced was really beautiful.

The waist is the waist, the face is the face, and when she dances, her body seems to be boneless.

The women in Siyin Palace who watched were all stunned.

It's just that Feng Xiaojiu came from modern times after all, and she was good at singing and dancing since she was a child. She knows a lot about dancing and has learned a lot.

So, watching Yanjie dance now, I only feel good-looking, but also feel monotonous.

Until Sister Yan stopped dancing, the winking eyes with long eyeliner swept away, seeing the amazing and admiring eyes of everyone, the eyes flashed with pride.

However, when her eyes fell on Feng Xiaojiu, her face was stunned for a moment, and surprise flashed across her eyes.

Because of who she is, she thinks that when she was young, she performed dances for the late emperor. Once she danced, the late emperor appreciated him greatly, and then let her enter the palace to dance for him all the time.

Later, as she grew older, she was even made to be the speaker of the Siyin Palace, the chief officer of the entire Siyin Palace.

When everyone sees her dancing, which one is not amazing.

But the little eunuch under the stage, although his eyes were amazed, was not like the admiration of others, his face was more thoughtful, as if he was thinking about something.

(End of this chapter)