Forensic drug concubine

Chapter 57 Traps Everywhere
At the end, the sound of the piano slowly sank, and the dance behind the screen was graceful and graceful, making it even more addictive to watch.

When the last sound of the zither fell, the emperor on the main seat shouted hello, and everyone present immediately echoed.

The smile on the corner of Concubine Gong's mouth became even brighter, and the lights in the hall were also lit up, returning to the bright and dazzling light just now.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of this dance?" Concubine Gong asked softly.

"Wonderful." The emperor's face was full of joy, and the empress beside him also said with a smile: "Dancing like this is a bit more charming than watching the dance directly. My sister is troublesome."

"That's right, reward." The emperor glanced at Concubine Gong Gui who was smiling coquettishly, then looked at the white gauze screen, and said, "Who are these two dancing, I also have a reward."

"Your Majesty must not be able to guess who this dancer is." Concubine Gong made a fool of herself.

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "Oh, so I know the dancer?"

Concubine Gong nodded: "The dancing ones are Sister Li and Lord Mu's beloved daughter Mu Yinyue."

As soon as she finished speaking, some palace servants came up and lifted the screen aside, and Ligui and Mu Yinyue, who were wearing dance clothes behind, bowed to salute.

Mu Qingwan looked at Mu Yinyue, with willow eyebrows and red lips, fair skin, she was a rare beauty.

There was a trace of surprise on the emperor's face: "I have never seen Ligui dance before, but seeing her today, I don't think my beloved concubine dances gracefully and outstandingly."

Li Gui was full of smiles, "The emperor praised the concubine."

"Reward, my concubine, come and sit beside me." The emperor said.

Ligui's face was filled with joy, she hurriedly thanked her, she stood up and softly walked to the emperor's side, and sat on the emperor's lower head.

The emperor glanced at Mu Yinyu in the center of the hall, and then looked at Mu Zongyi: "Aiqing's good daughter, who will marry in the future, is the blessing of whose family, let's live, and reward."

Mu Zongyi thanked him, and Mu Yinyue also thanked him and stood up with joy on his face.

"Your majesty, Miss Yinyue still has talent that I would like to ask the emperor to comment on." Ligui said with a charming smile.

The emperor raised his eyebrows. The dance just now was already very exciting, and he was immediately aroused, "Is there anything more exciting than this? Then I must appreciate it carefully so that I will not be disappointed."

"However, Your Majesty, the talent below will also be completed by two people, how about letting Yinyue choose one among the ladies?" Ligui asked.

Before the emperor gave his approval, Concubine Gong Gui said, "Your Majesty, according to my concubine, the other young lady and Miss Mu have never competed in skills together, so it's a surprise, why don't you let Miss Mu's younger sister do it together?" , the sisters who grew up together naturally have a little more tacit understanding."

"Okay, just do as Aifei said."

Mu Qingwan frowned slightly, and looked to the side, there was no shadow of Mu Yinyu who was sitting not far from her just now, so this is the second trap tonight?

Mu Yinyue thanked her, turned her head to look this way, looked around, her face was slightly worried, and said respectfully to the emperor: "Your Majesty, my little sister Yinyu is not at the banquet at the moment, only the third sister It's clean."

"Then let's perform with your third sister!"

Mu Qingwan sneered in her heart, this was clearly arranged on purpose, if she hadn't seen through Yu Ningcao's trick, I'm afraid, Wanzhu in the fruit wine just now would have had a fit!
"My daughter obeys the order." Mu Qingwan stood up and saluted, then walked to Mu Yinyue's side, she wanted to see what tricks she could play tonight.

Mu Yinyue, please don't disappoint me.

Seeing Mu Qingwan approaching, Mu Yinyue pursed her lips into a smile, then asked someone to prepare a pen and ink, and said to Mu Qingwan, "Sanmei, just follow my steps later."

Mu Qingwan glanced at the ink basin brought up by the palace man, and then at the white gauze screen placed aside, she already had an idea in her heart.

"Since my eldest sister and I are performing for the emperor and the empresses and adults present, it is natural to be as perfect as possible." Mu Qingwan said.

"Then what else do you want?" The queen was also a little curious.

"The courtier also asks the permission of the empress to ask the palace servants to prepare some white silk. I will definitely not disappoint the empress later."

"That's right."

Mu Yinyue's eyelids drooped, and she thought, this Mu Qingwan, as she told her mother, has become eccentric.

However, no matter what she did, she would only make a fool of herself for a while.

Thinking about it this way, the smile on Mu Yinyue's mouth became even stronger.

The palace servants quickly brought up the white silk, and Mu Qingwan looked at Mu Yinyue, "Sister, please."

Mu Yinyue waved her cloud sleeves, and the sound of the piano played, and her graceful dance appeared like flowing clouds and flowing water.

As her movements accelerated, the scent of Wanzhu on her body became stronger and stronger.

Mu Qingwan sneered coldly in her heart, this was really a waste of money.

Mu Yinyue circled around Mu Qingwan, bent her waist, twisted up the two large writing brushes prepared earlier with both hands, and said to Mu Qingwan in a low voice while dancing: "Sister, you and I will hold each other. With one stroke, four pictures of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum are completed on the screen."

Mu Qingwan didn't think so. The moment Mu Yinyue handed over the brush, she slipped her steps, and the silk thread in her wrist trembled. Almost instantly, the two white silks had already arrived in Mu Qingwan's hands.

Although Mu Qingwan has never learned this classical dance professionally, but because her grandfather loved classical dances back then, she had learned it for a few days for the sake of Bowai, so this dance is not difficult for her.

Mu Yinyue saw that Mu Qingwan did not follow her instructions but moved otherwise, she frowned, and could only change her steps, following Mu Qingwan's steps.

Mu Qingwan shook off the white silk, controlled it with a silk thread, dipped it into the ink basin with a brush, and exerted force with her wrist, the two white silk seemed to have life, splashing ink on the screen.

The steps under her feet became faster and faster, and the pianist who played the music also hurried in a soft voice in order to keep up with her time.

With Mu Qingwan's dancing steps and the swaying of the white silk in her hands, a majestic and beautiful mountain and river gradually appeared on the screen.

And Mu Yinyue, who was forced to follow Mu Qingwan's dance steps, originally wanted to paint with a brush, but was forced into a supporting role by Mu Qingwan, and when she turned around, she couldn't control her strength well, and the ink from the brush in her hand was thrown out and splashed on herself. On the white dance clothes, she looked very embarrassed.

Mu Yinyue was annoyed, but she had no choice but to throw away the brush and concentrate on dancing, intending to attract everyone's attention with her dancing posture.

However, at this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by Mu Qingwan's wonderful painting method and her majestic paintings, so no one would pay attention to Mu Yinyue who was on the sidelines.

As the painting draws to a close, the sound of the piano also changes from high to low, and the dance steps are consistent, and there is really no flaw.

When the sound of the piano was blurred, the white silk in Mu Qingwan's hand shook, and she rolled over the wine glass containing fruit wine on the nearest table. She danced around, and the bright red wine beads in the wine glass had not fallen, but had Mu Qingwan flicked her slender fingers, and in an instant, a round red sun was printed on the screen of the ink painting, and the whole painting seemed to have life immediately.

(End of this chapter)