The Wind Mirror Country's Sea King Story: One Song Ends, One Dance Rests Book Flag
Nie Lang didn't know what Su Ya was saying, but he believed in her serious eyes. As for + reading network, I only have one sentence: the update speed is n times faster than other stations, and there are fewer ads.
He parted his fingers and plucked out the tune that had never been finished.
A soul-stirring melody rose, and Su Yao waved her hand, where two white silk ribbons had appeared at some point, dancing in the center. The music was like a gentle breeze on a summer day, carrying the fragrance of blooming flowers, and the sound of the guqin was like a soft whisper, weaving a beautiful tapestry of sound that seemed to capture the essence of life itself.
Everyone stared in amazement, followed by a look of intoxication, they all stared blankly at the white-clad woman in the hall, almost forgetting to breathe.
Su Yao's dance was not as enchanting as Li Fei's, but it was clean and elegant, like a lotus flower that emerges from the mud without being stained, so refined and sacred.
Yi Ping was stunned, and the three princes present were also stunned, including Dugu Hong and everyone else present.
"This dance is...!" Ling Er's eyes widened in surprise.
The dance Su Ya jumped was not only familiar to her, but also deeply shocked Nie Lang.
He gazed incredulously at the dancing woman in white before him, and as he looked into those beautiful, shining eyes, a familiar yet lovely face slowly emerged from his memory.
"Brother, wait until you've finished this song and I'll dance for you, okay?"
Good.
Alright then, once you've finished this song, I'll dance a dance that's been specially prepared just for it.
Hmmm...
Nie Lang's body trembled, and the sound of the guqin slowly revealed a hint of sorrow that was palpable.
He remembered that they often used to be in a bamboo forest behind the mountain, he played the piano, she danced, and made promises to each other. The time was really happy back then, but even the most beautiful memories have to be ruthlessly worn away by time.
Three years ago, she was wearing a wedding dress to marry someone else. As he watched her gradually disappearing back, he wanted to call out her name, but in the end, when she got on the sedan chair and left, he still didn't utter those two words: Little Butterfly.
Three years later, his song was finally done, but she was no longer there, leaving behind only an unfulfilled promise.
At this moment, a crystal tear unconsciously slid down Nie Lang's cheek, 'plop' sound, the tears fell on the guqin, and disappeared completely in the ruthless plucking of the strings, just like that irretrievable time and memory.
The music ends, the dance stops.
The hall erupted in applause, with the ministers' voices of admiration ringing in their ears.
Yi Ping closed his eyes, not making any comments, neither praising nor criticizing, as if he had seen nothing.
Watching Yipeng leave with support, Su Ya originally wanted to say something but swallowed it back, apparently this person was intentionally avoiding her.
She turned around and walked in front of Nie Lang, who was also looking at her.
Su Ya simply said lightly, "Give me some time, you will see each other again."
"Amazing! Looking at those exceptionally firm eyes, Nie Lang's heart was filled with a strange sensation. Just as he was about to speak, he was preempted by Dugu Hong, who had not yet left his side. 'I really didn't expect that Su Ya's dance skills would also be extraordinary and unmatched.'"
Su Yao turned to look at the person beside her, a face that was both enchanting and eerie, with a hint of a smile: "How can Su Yao compare to the peerless beauty of Empress Lihua? It's getting late, I'll take my leave here."
When she finished speaking, she turned her head to glance at Xie Zhide who was still standing behind her in a daze. Upon meeting Su Yao's gaze, Xie Zhide immediately snapped out of his trance and bid farewell to Empress Li and the other officials before quickly leaving with Su Yao and the other two.
He watched those few people's backs, Du Gu Hong let out a cold hum, his eyes icy as he glared back at the lecherous gazes cast on him, before turning to leave.
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