After wearing the book, Ben Gong lay down all the way to win

Chapter 812: A Dance in an Alluring City

Shoukang Palace——

Concubine Rou first used the cartilage powder she carried with her at any time, which made the emperor's whole body limp and unable to move.

After that, she helped the emperor to the seat, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for being presumptuous. There is nothing I can do about it."

The emperor's face was ashen, and he said gloomily: "Concubine Rou, I said, as long as you let me go, I can let the past go, you are still my concubine Rou."

Concubine Rou smiled foolishly: "Concubine Rou? Does the Emperor think that concubines are rare for concubines? No, concubines are not rare at all, and concubines don't like you calling me Concubine Rou."

Her tone softened, and she whispered softly: "Your Majesty, do you still remember what you called me when I was in the palace? My real name is Lin Qingxue. After being adopted by the Tang family, I changed my name to Tang Xueman. The word 'Xue', so you call me 'Xue'er', can you call me 'Xue'er' now?"

Seeing the emperor's disgust and hesitation, she smiled wryly and said, "Are you afraid that you won't call me? The concubine back then was young and beautiful, and she was unparalleled in her youth. The 'Xue'er' was naturally tender and gentle. Depressed, now that the concubine is old, the emperor is afraid that he will forget the concubine soon, so how could he think of the name 'Xue'er'? The concubine knows that her life is not long, if she can, before she dies, Hearing you call Chenqie 'Xue'er' again, even if Chenqie dies, she can rest in peace."

The emperor's throat choked: "I..."

Concubine Rou touched her cheek, and laughed at herself: "Yes, Xue'er is delicate, and this concubine is just an old woman over forty years old, how can you call me a concubine like that? In order to avenge myself, I delayed ten minutes A few years of youth, let me get back what I have lost now."

As she spoke, she twirled the floral golden Xiang bracelet on her wrist.

There was a crisp sound of 'click', and the Broken Flower Jinxiang Bracelet broke into two pieces, the fracture appeared hollow, and a red elixir rolled out.

Concubine Rou gritted her teeth, and swallowed this elixir.

Not long after, an incredible scene appeared.

I saw that Concubine Rou's dark yellow skin became fair, and the loose skin gradually became firmer. The deep wrinkles at the corners of the eyes were like ironing clothes, which would be flattened without leaving a trace of fine lines.

Time seemed to flow backwards on her body.

Concubine Rou stroked her cheek, which was as delicate as a piece of fine suet jade.

The emperor stared wide-eyed, as if he couldn't believe everything in front of him: "Your face...you..."

Concubine Rou Yiyi smiled, her voice as clear as a silver bell was indescribably lingering: "Your Majesty, don't ask so many questions, I have missed too much time with you, I remember that you like to watch my concubine most Dancing in the flying snow, although there is no snow now, the concubine still dances for the emperor, the emperor should take a good look to see if the concubine's dancing posture has regressed."

After finishing speaking, Concubine Rou straightened up and began to dance slowly.

When she was young, Concubine Rou was the number one concubine in the palace. It can be said that she was proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially in dancing.

Back then when she entered the palace, she won the favor of the emperor who was still a prince with a Hu Xuanwu.

Now that he is showing his dancing skills again, his style is still the same as before.

The dance is like a fluttering fright, like a Yaotai fairy standing against the wind.

Concubine Rou's hair was flying, and her snow-blue skirt was constantly spinning like blooming flowers, swaying endless colors and splendor.

(End of this chapter)