Dressing up as a man: Queen of Little Crazy

Chapter 126

Amidst the melodious sound of the Guqin, Ning Huang danced lightly, stretched out her long water sleeves, and gracefully slid to the middle of the half-court, a long sword with a green light suddenly appeared from the sleeves.

A beautiful sword dance with softness and toughness, softness and toughness, gradually and smoothly displayed in front of everyone.

On the other side, Lin Feiyan, who was quickly painting landscape pictures with the sound of the princess danced like a demon, saw that everyone's eyes were gradually attracted by Ninghuang's sword dance, and the cramps in Zhu Xinyu's princess At the prompt, he hastily dropped the paintbrush, spilled two ribbons from his sleeves, and spun and spun to Ning Huang's side, trying to steal her limelight and attract the attention of the handsome men in the front row.

As a result, the masses of the people were completely depressed, thinking that the melodious and melodious song played by the little girl was so beautiful, but the princess was playing the strange voice of the demon at the side without knowing it. Attention.

Now this Miss Lin Feiyan is going too far, jumping and jumping insanely, jumping to the side of Miss Haier, as if she intends to squeeze her off the high platform, she definitely has this intention, otherwise why is she not on my side? It's so good to dance, but you want to squeeze next to Miss Hai'er?
Then people don't know where to put the eyes. . .

At this moment, Ning Huang put away the long sword and stuck it behind her back, and came to the table at a seemingly slow but not weak speed. She took a long pen in her left hand and quickly dipped it in ink. Counting strokes, floated back to the field again, and continued to dance the sword with the small sound of the piano, the timing and rhythm were just right.

Lin Feiyan saw that everyone's eyes followed Ning Huang's left and right, she couldn't help being anxious, she squeezed forward, and was about to steal Ning Huang's limelight again.

The crowd got angry, and someone jumped up and shouted, "Miss Lin, can you go back to your left half of the field? Don't run around!"

"Princess, don't play it!"

"It's awful."

"That's right, playing the piano randomly..."

Princess Zhu was so angry that she pressed the guqin, stood up and gave Xiaoxiao a hateful look. She is not as small as the qin, but is she not as good as that masked Haier than dancing? Zhu Xinyu winked at Lin Feiyan, The latter knowingly went to the table to trace her paintings, while Zhu Xinyu danced to the sound of the piano.

If you lose the piano competition, you will also win the dance and painting competitions!That's what these two thought.

Without Princess Zhu's magic sound, the ears of the crowd suddenly became much clearer, and some closed their eyes intoxicated, enjoying the little music.Some stared intently at the two outstanding women on the booth.

Princess Zhu's waist is soft and her face is outstanding. If it were in normal times, she would definitely attract the attention of thousands of people.

It's a pity that her current opponent is classmate Ning Huang, so she is doomed to a tragic fate.

Ning Huang's sword dance has excellent stretching and flexibility. Whether it is bending back or leaning forward, the movements are so soft and coherent, and the slender waist is as soft as boneless.

The more you cover your face, the more room for everyone's imagination.

For example, now, more than half of the people in the field imagined in their hearts that a woman who can dance such a beautiful dance must have an outstanding appearance.

That dancing step is like a flying swallow spreading its wings when it is light, and it is like a drum beating when it jumps. A long white dress that drags the floor, like pure white flawless petals, opens slightly to the surroundings.

A long sword with a bright blue light, spinning and stretching, is as graceful as a dragon and as graceful as a phoenix.

In the gap, I flew to the table, picked up a brush and drew, just sketched a few strokes carefully, seemingly slowly, but actually painted extremely fast.

gradually.

Under the booth, ordinary people's eyes were attracted to her who is so extraordinary.

slowly.

Even classmate Wei Qingyue, who was so bored looking around, slowly cast her eyes on Ning Huang, looking at Ning Huang in amazement, and occasionally whispered to Wei Qingxuan beside her, who nodded frequently and also looked at Ning Huang with a little surprise.

Seeing them whispering to each other, Ning Huang felt a little nervous.

In fact, from the very beginning, when Ning Huang was performing, her eyes secretly glanced back and forth at them, always paying attention to the movements of the masters, fearing that one of them might not be recognized, so she ran away immediately Still not good?
How did she know that Wei Qingyue was actually talking to Wei Qingxuan: "Your Majesty, I thought this conference would be boring, but I didn't expect to see an interesting sword dance. It's not bad, isn't it?"

Wei Qingxuan nodded, "Well, this girl dances really well."

"It's not bad, it's so beautiful!" Xia Houru patted his pleated fan and sighed, "Guess, is the face under that scarf beautiful or ugly?"

"His Highness Shuli, let's talk about it first." Wei Qingyue glanced at Shuli.

Shu Li's free soul has long since returned, looking at Ning Huang, he said lightly, "I guess it's ugly."

"Haha, no, no, I guess she must be a beautiful woman!" Xia Houru shook her head and said.

Wei Qingyue nodded with the same feeling, "Well, I agree with His Royal Highness, what does Your Majesty think?"

"Go ahead and guess. I'm too lazy to think about it, and I'll just order her to take off the veil in a while, so I can see it, stupid!"

At the moment when Ning Huang was suspicious and nervous, several boring men had already focused on her face, each picked up their teacups and casually drank tea.

On the other side, Zhu Xinyu, who was performing the dance with all her might, almost died of anger.

The reason why I showed my face today and lowered my status to perform in front of these lowly people was not because of Wei Qingxuan's arrival?Doesn't she really want to come to this shit girl talent show?

With her status and status, she doesn't need to rely on this conference to become famous.

But now, the king and His Highness the third prince, where are their eyes drifting?

And those untouchables in the arena, after today, she wants her father to order them all to be executed!She was so mad, how dare she not give her princess Zhu Xinyu's face!

After Ning Huang added the last touch, she threw a scroll of the painting in front of Deacon Fan and the others.

And that Miss Lin just happened to complete the transformation, so she trotted over and handed her work to Deacon Fan.

Deacon Fan held the two paintings, compared them left and right, stroked his old beard, put down Ms. Lin's painting, and nodded frequently with several colleagues holding Ning Huang's painting, full of praise.

"In terms of charm and painting skills, Miss Haier is outstanding."

"Not bad."

Deacon Fan came forward with two paintings and showed them to the common people. The one on the left was Ms. Lin's landscape painting, and the one on the right was painted by Ning Huang.The painting is just Xiao Xiao with her head down and her posture graceful.

"Wow, it's a little girl!"

"The little girl is so beautiful!"

"Miss Hai'er is amazing, she drew it with her left hand."

"It's still drawing while dancing the sword, but the speed is not weaker than Miss Lin at all!"

"Yes, yes! The charm of the little girl's eyebrows and eyes is completely revealed!"

"Deacon Fan, I want to pay a high price for this painting!"

"I give 1000 taels!"

"2000 taels!"

Khan... the bottom has become an auction!Deacon Fan hurriedly put away the painting, and said with a smile, "The works of the conference are only for appreciation, not for sale! Be quiet, everyone, and continue watching the show!"

Lin Feiyan threw down her brush angrily, and gave Ning Huang a hard look.

Ning Huang looked at Xiao Xiao, the little girl was only concentrating on her piano music world from the beginning to the end, without any distraction, so she didn't know that Ning Huang had drawn a portrait of her.

Ning Huang was occasionally a little distracted. After repeated research, she found that there was nothing suspicious about this little girl, with a gentle and gentle personality. From this point of view, she might be Zhaoge's twin sister.

Forget it, Ning Huang thought to herself, instead of thinking too much on her own side, she might as well cut to the chase and ask the little girl if she knew His Royal Highness Zhaoge.

Twitching is not Ning Huang's personality, so just say what you want, and when you have made a decision in your heart, Ning Huang no longer hesitates, and devotes himself to the small piano sound, entering the final stage of this round of Guqin competition, using his strength to strike Destroy that flower peacock Zhu Xinyu princess.

With the tinkling sound of the piano like a small stream of water.

Ning Huang took a deep breath, opened her eyes again, opened her red lips, and sang slowly:
Guhuang, Feiyan, Xue...Qingchen, looking at the end of the world.

The arc moon, the sky, the blue... the sky is endless, lonely as silk.

Standing alone in a Chinese cage, the willows are condensed with emerald smoke in the setting sun.

Tears speechless, Wang Chonglou.

Hundreds of turns and thousands of turns, deeply locked the door of the heart.

The world is changing, and the emperor is suffering.

Bearing a thousand catties and suffering alone.

remember the past...

The past is like a dream passing away with the waves, misty and rainy...

camaraderie.

I only know...

Intoxicating melody, accompanied by beautiful singing.

The people are beautiful, the singing is beautiful, and the dance steps are even more beautiful.

Everyone was intoxicated, looking at the elf-like elegant figure in a white shirt fluttering on the stage in a daze.

At the same time, when Wei Qingxuan heard the thin and faint voice, it felt familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

Then listening to her singing, her complexion changed suddenly, and the cup held between Bai Yu's fingers was crushed unconsciously by him.

"Your Majesty?" Wei Qingyue was taken aback, and woke up from that amusing, befuddling, soul-stirring singing voice.

Wei Qingxuan was already stupid.

Shu Li was also stupid.

Only Xia Houru's broken whisper, almost infatuated, could be heard, "It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful..."

A round of white clothes spread its wings gracefully, flew up to the eaves, and together with the broken light and shadow cast by the dusk of that day, they built a quite beautiful picture.

The dark golden silky twilight slowly sprinkled on the white butterfly that was about to fly away.The beauty looked back, and looked at Wei Qingxuan, who was in a dazed state, with confused and complicated eyes, then lightly flicked her sleeves and flew across the sky.

Many people stood up at the same time and in unison, shouting "Don't go..."

Ning Huang performed the excellent lightness kung fu like a ghost, and soon disappeared from everyone's reluctant sight.

But the princess Zhu Xinyu, who was forgotten by everyone in the corner, died of jealousy with a black face.

Wei Qingxuan rushed out suddenly, running wildly without shaking his head.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Wei Qingyue looked at his brother Wang speechlessly, who had never changed his face before the mountain collapsed. Today's situation made Brother Wang lose his composure, and he changed from his usual calm and elegant to a man. Crazy neurotic man.

This matter made Wei Qingyue feel so curious.

What happened and what happened that made Brother Wang lose his composure all of a sudden?Wei Qingyue immediately followed his elder brother and ran away without saying a word.Gossip happens every year, and this year is especially exciting.

Besides, Ning Huang fled back to his house at a desperate speed with one trick, climbed through the back window and rolled into his house, the embarrassment could not be described in words.

Whoops!

This damned Wei Qingxuan really recognized her with piercing eyes!
After jumping into the screen, she followed a series of combat-like changing clothes, almost pulling the cumbersome blouse she was wearing out of the screen, and a handsome and elegant young man appeared in a blink of an eye.

Quickly broke up all the buns on his head, and then tied a long ponytail. Just as everything was done, before he could take a breath, he heard a panicked shout from outside, "The king is here!"

"Slave (servant) kowtows to the king!" followed by a flustered sound mixed with "plop plop" kneeling.

Ning Huang's breath was almost held in her chest and she didn't turn up. She glanced at her torn women's clothing still tangled on the ground in a mess, and hurriedly kicked them all under the bed.

Immediately, the door of the wing room was pushed open with a "creak".

Ning Huang turned around abruptly, her eyes were wide open, and she stared at Wei Qingxuan who stepped into the door.

fall!He came really fast, so fast!

Ning Huang took a step back guiltily.

Wei Qingxuan glanced at her suspiciously, "Huang'er, what's wrong with you, why do you see me with a dazed expression?"

"Huang, Huang'er didn't know that Big Brother Dawang would come running over suddenly!" But, she stuttered!Take a deep breath and calm down!You can't be guilty!
"What are you doing in the house?" Wei Qingxuan approached step by step, the imperial power exuding from his whole body made him very uncomfortable.

Ning Huang almost slid aside to avoid Wei Qingxuan's hand, and continued to stammer, "I, I, what can I do? Your question is really strange, my lord! I am in the room, of course , Of course it’s sleeping! What else can I do?”

"Sleeping?" Wei Qingxuan looked at her suspiciously, "Sleep in broad daylight?"

"Yeah." Ning Huang put her hands on her head pretendingly, and coughed unnaturally, "I woke up this morning and felt a little headache, so after eating, I want to sleep for a while..."

"You sleep dressed so neatly?" Wei Qingxuan narrowed her beautiful eyes dangerously, stepped in front of Ning Huang immediately, and grabbed her little hand.

Ning Huang was taken aback, and hurriedly defended, "Who said that? I just fell asleep! But when I heard the notification, I hurriedly got dressed. I wanted to come to greet you, the king! In case someone said I'm not following the rules."

"You didn't go out today?"

"Of course!" Ning Huang screamed loudly.

"really?"

"Really, it's more real than gold!" Ning Huang went around Wei Qingxuan's body and walked to the door, opened the door violently, and shouted angrily, "Your Highness, Third Prince, why are you so interested in coming to my place today?"

Wei Qingyue, who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping, straightened up, not feeling guilty at all, she touched her own nose and snorted softly, "Every inch of land in this Great Wei Kingdom belongs to my Wei family. go?"

"Brother King." Ning Huang angrily ran back to Wei Qingxuan's side and tugged at his sleeves, coquettishly said, "Look at how annoying this person is."

Wei Qingxuan wasn't listening to anything else at all, he just stared at Ning Huang intently, and asked with a troubled face, "Huang'er, tell me the truth, did you really not go out today?"

"No!" Ning Huang shouted angrily.

"Didn't take a step out of the room?"

"Of course!"

"Come on, go and call the butler."

"Big Brother, what are you doing?" Ning Huang looked at Wei Qingxuan with extreme displeasure, "You don't believe what I said? I said I never went out! What else do you need to ask others for proof?"

"Laifu has met the king, and the king is blessed!" Uncle Fu knelt down tremblingly, lowering his head in fear, not knowing why the king summoned such a small person as him.

"Laifu, I ask you! Has your little father-in-law gone out today?" Wei Qingxuan's voice was so majestic that one couldn't help but want to submit.

Uncle Fu hurriedly shook his head and said, "Go back to your lord, no, the young master hasn't been out all day! She went back to her room immediately after eating, and she hasn't been out of the house all day. The master came and knocked on the door three times. The father-in-law didn’t respond. The lady said that the little father-in-law was exhausted, so she asked the servant not to disturb her and call her after dinner. But today I met one at the back door..."

"Oh Uncle Fu, why are you talking so much? Your Majesty doesn't have the patience to listen to you talking so much. You just need to tell me whether I have gone out, my little prince. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Yes or no?" Ning Huang interrupted loudly and asked.

"No no, absolutely no!"

"My lord, did you hear that?" Ning Huang angrily turned her head to look at Wei Qingxuan, "I didn't go out! Uncle Fu also said it! Hmph!"

"Why are you interrupting?" Wei Qingxuan gave her a displeased look, "I'm asking Uncle Fu, you are not allowed to interrupt!"

"Me?" Ning Huang stomped her feet angrily, then pretended to press her head suddenly, and cried pitifully, "I'm so mad at you, my head hurts so much! I, I don't want to talk to you! Get out, get out! "

Uncle Fu was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he kept shaking his hands at Ning Huang, "Young Lord, Young Lord, you can't be so disrespectful to the King!"

Why go out and go out, to catch up with the current king, don't you want your head?
Wei Qingxuan was not angry, but ran over nervously and grabbed Ning Huang's little hand, frowning at her, "What's the matter, does it hurt? Why does a good head hurt? Come and show me!"

"What are you looking at, you are not a doctor!"

The servant of the Ning Mansion who was kneeling on the ground almost pulled over. . .

This little father-in-law is really so proud of being favored, he actually talks like this to the king.

Wei Qingxuan was still not angry, just hugged Huang'er and looked down at her, asking nervously, "Then what should I do? Send the imperial doctor to take a look?"

"No! You're the one who caused my headache! Tell them all to go!"

"Let's go, let's go..." Wei Qingxuan waved his hands, chasing away a group of other irrelevant people like flies.

Everyone hurriedly crawled out and rolled away wisely.

Wei Qingyue rubbed her nose, glared at Ning Huang angrily, turned around and left with the Ning family members.

Wei Qingxuan closed the door with his backhand.

Ning Huang opened one of her watery eyes and took a peek at him, then closed it quickly, and cried pitifully, "Did you think you were out of your mind, and came to me suddenly to ask questions, I Not a criminal!"

"Huang'er, I really got to see you today! I will never forget your voice until I die!"

"I've never been out before!" Ning Huang raised her small face and shouted at him angrily, and immediately pressed her head again after screaming, "I have a terrible headache! You go!"

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it, it's okay if I don't mention it." Wei Qingxuan hurriedly grabbed her hand and asked, "Why do you have a headache?"

"How do I know? I didn't sleep well at night. I made a fuss for you, and I was very panicked." Actually, it was a guilty conscience, and Ning Huang knew it herself.

"Then go to sleep for a while now, maybe it won't hurt when you wake up."

"I couldn't sleep, the bed was too hard!"

"Uh……"

"I couldn't sleep when I was a child, and my mother would carry me behind my back." Ning Huang yelled angrily, "I was a little sleepy at first, but I stopped arguing after you came here! I will never talk to you again! You are a villain !"

"How dare you ignore me!" Wei Qingxuan snorted, and then said, "Why don't I carry you on my back and help you sleep, that's all right."

"really?"

"Have I lied to you?"

"Okay. For the sake of your hard work to make up for it, I forgive you!" Ning Huang, the little bastard, waved his hand pretending to be generous, jumped onto Wei Qingxuan's back with a smile, and adjusted to a comfortable sleeping position, " I'm going to sleep, when A Niang is sleeping with Huang'er on her back, she will walk back and forth in the room non-stop, and even hum a little song, the king will do the same."

"I'm not your mother." Wei Qingxuan muttered to herself, carrying a certain phoenix on her back angrily, and slowly paced around the room, "Hurry up and sleep."

Carrying Huang'er feels very happy, Wei Qingxuan thought to himself, really wanted to ask her if he could carry her for the rest of his life, even if he knew that this was an unrealistic luxury, and knew that the future would be full of disasters and twists and turns, but he would still be stuck in the mud, deeply rooted...

"Brother King..." Huang'er said vaguely against his warm back.

The two spoke at the same time.

"Huang'er, will I carry you on my back forever?"

"Is it okay to ask you something before going to bed?"

(End of this chapter)