Hearing Xuanyuan Manwu's words, the court officials were stunned for a moment, and then turned their eyes to Murong Yue. Princess Xingyue Murong Yue once offered a plan to solve the case by extracting fingerprints, and even found out the cause of the death of Concubine Li, which was found by the imperial physicians. The murderer of Concubine Li had already learned about it.

Therefore, they already had a certain understanding of Murong Yue's intelligence. However, although Murong Yue showed extraordinary wisdom, she had never heard of any extraordinary talent. Therefore, the court officials all secretly sweated for Murong Yue.

Although Xuanyuan Manwu's dance posture is not outstanding, at least they can be on the table. They cannot praise her, but at least they cannot pick up the thorns.

What if Murong Yue couldn't even dance? Then, not only would they not be able to criticize Xuanyuan Manwu's dance posture, but they would have a big joke because of this.

Beichen Emperor was also a little worried. Over the past few days, when he played chess with Murong Yue, he talked about state affairs, politics, military affairs, people's livelihood, and even agriculture, industry and commerce. Murong Yue could put forward certain opinions, but Murong Yue never mentioned topics such as dance, songs, musical instruments, and even calligraphy and painting, as if she did not involve these.

With the wisdom of Beichen Emperor, how could he not know what the idea of ​​Xuanyuan Manwu was in his mind? Judging from her attitude, she clearly had not given up on the idea of ​​marrying King Chen. If Murong Yue showed weakness at this time, I was afraid that Xuanyuan Manwu would go with the flow and propose to marry King Chen again.

At that time, I was afraid of re-discussing the topic. Even if I had a way to deal with Xuanyuan Manwu, Murong Yue would have a bad impression in front of the court officials. This was a situation that Beichen Emperor didn't want to see. It was rare to meet a junior he liked. Beichen Emperor was full of thought and wanted to train Murong Yue well, so how could he be willing to let Murong Yue be suppressed?

His eyes flashed a few times, and the Emperor Beichen leaned slightly and asked Concubine De: "Concubine De, has Yue'er ever been a dance?"

When Concubine De's eyes narrowed slightly when she heard this, she calmed down her emotions and responded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Yue'er, has been stupid since childhood. This dance has never been known before..."

Hearing this, Beichen Emperor's eyes sank slightly and he was about to stand up, but a clear voice sounded, and it was Murong Yue who spoke. Hearing Murong Yue spoke, Beichen Emperor's body sat down again, and a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes. Murong Yue gave him too many surprises. Perhaps, this time, there were still accidents waiting for him.

Murong Yue stood up gracefully, stared at Xuanyuan Manwu with a masked face, and asked in a crisp voice: "Princess Manwu has seen Murong Yue?"

Xuanyuan Manwu was stunned when she heard this, and then replied: "Manwu first came to Beichen, so of course she has never seen you!"

Murong Yue smiled faintly: "Have the princess seen Murong Yue's portrait?"

Xuanyuan Manwu shook her head again: "Never!"

Murong Yue's eyes became colder: "Then why did Princess Manwu know that I am Murong Yue?"

Xuanyuan Manwu's heart trembled when she heard this, but she forced herself to suppress her words and replied: "Manwu was just guessing it. After all, Princess Xingyue is famous. Manwu has long been famous, so it is not surprising that she can recognize the princess."

Although he had already explained it, Xuanyuan Manwu knew that he was still a little anxious and showed his strength.

When they arrived at the Yuan, they searched. "It seems that Princess Manwu is really a matter of extraordinary thought!" Murong Yue smiled coldly, but did not say much, but instead asked: "Since Princess Manwu is intent, Yue'er can't let the princess down. Emperor, Yue'er also wants to offer a dance to congratulate me on the Mid-Autumn Festival feast in the North, praying God to bless me in the North Chen prosperous era, and ask the emperor to agree."

When Emperor Beichen heard Murong Yue say this, he immediately smiled and said, "It's rare that Yue'er has such a heart. How can I not respond to you? However, I want to tell you that I will not be able to ask for rewards if I dance well. I am about to have all my good things for you!"

Murong Yue smiled sweetly, and said with a silly look: "The emperor is just stingy. When Yue'er turns around, he doesn't ask you for rewards. Empress Dowager Guan is going to go. If you don't love Yue'er, Yue'er is looking for someone to care for you!"

How could Murong Yue not know another meaning in Beichen Emperor's words? If you dance well without reward, it means that you don't dance well, and you won't be punished. In such a intimate tone, she naturally treats her dance as a junior to fulfill her filial piety!

However, this time, she had to let down the emperor's will and made some tricks. She took this opportunity to approach the empress dowager and ask about the cause of her mother's death.

Beichen Emperor was stunned when he heard this, and was a little surprised that Murong Yue turned the topic to the empress dowager, but he didn't think much, but smiled and said, "Then you care about the empress dowager yourself. Don't tell me, I can't make the decision!"

After hearing the beloved words of Beichen Emperor, the Empress Dowager smiled and opened her eyes and said kindly to Murong Yue: "It's rare that this child is full of heart. Looking back, no matter whether Yue'er dances well or not, the Ai family will have rewards!"

"Then Yue'er thanked the Empress Dowager!" Murong Yue responded with a smile, and her favor for the Empress Dowager was a little more.

"Come here, take Princess Xingyue down to change her clothes!" Seeing Murong Yue's simple white clothes and was not suitable for dancing, Emperor Beichen turned to the female official beside him to order.

"Yes!" A female official from Shangyi Palace walked out and led Murong Yue to change clothes.

Xuanyuan Manwu looked at Murong Yue's back with a sneer. After listening to the words of Murong Yue and Beichen Emperor, she had already decided in her heart that even if Murong Yue could dance, it must be just some ordinary moves. She was already considering how to laugh at Murong Yue's dance later.13acv.

Murong Yue would agree to Xuanyuan Manwu’s challenge, so naturally it was not because of helpless actions. On the contrary, as an agent in her previous life, dancing was just one of the compulsory courses, so how could it be difficult for her to defeat her?

However, now that she has injured her left shoulder, some dances that require large movements are no longer able to dance. So how should this dance be outstanding? What dance should be played to give Xuanyuan Manwu a hard slap, but it should be considered carefully.

After waiting for almost half a stick of incense, everyone still couldn't see Murong Yue's figure appear. Xuanyuan Manwu was wondering in her heart whether Murong Yue was retreating, but she heard a voice screaming: "Look, what is that?"

Everyone followed the man's gaze and saw a rainbow appearing above the lotus pond not far away. A white figure came stepping on the rainbow like the arrival of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian, slowly landing on the several lotus leaves that gathered in the lotus pond at some time.

The white skirt spread out, a little golden foil shining on the skirt, spreading on the lotus leaves. The man was already sitting upright on the water surface of the lotus pond, waved his hand gently, and suddenly turned around, with a bright smile, set off the lotus leaves all over the pond, white clothes were flawless, as holy and elegant as a fairy in the water. It was Murong Yue who had just gone down to change clothes.

Everyone looked closely and realized that the dance clothes Murong Yue was wearing were different from any dance clothes on the Crescent Moon Continent. The upper body was close to her body and slowly spread out from her waist. However, although the clothes were close to her body, Murong Yue, who was holding her hands high at the moment, had a pious expression and a shimmering look. Not only did she not make people feel romance, but she felt a feeling of worship for her because of her focused piety.

Such a pure and flawless girl, such a holy and unparalleled person, is a blasphemy to her.

Murong Yue raised his right hand gently, and his slender jade fingers stretched straight and slowly landed on the top of his head. His index finger slightly hooked and raised his thumb. The remaining three fingers were still stretched out separately, making a bird's head, and gently tapping it.

The melodious sound of the guzheng slowly sounded, and there seemed to be a forest green field in people's eyes, and the sound of running water sounded. At the same time, Murong Yue's body slowly swung, and he bent down from time to time. All movements were carried out quietly. There was no noisy music, only the sound of running water, and occasionally the sound of birds sounded.

Gradually, Murong Yue's hands spread out, her arms twisted softly, her fingers jumped, sometimes rising, sometimes spreading, like a peacock flying feather.

Everyone has never seen such a strange dance. Although there are no many movements, no gorgeous scenes, no dazzling dance clothes, only a beautiful figure, as if it can cleanse people's hearts.

Murong Yue stood up slowly, stood on a small eight-character step, stretched out her hands diagonally behind, swung her wrists down, and made a flying move, taking her body, lowering her head, and narrowing her eyes slightly on her beautiful face, creating a perfect peacock's water draw.

At this moment, she seemed to be the incarnation of a white peacock. Every move and every movement were like a peacock. Under the rainbow and on the water, she danced with concentration.

The habits and expressions of peacocks such as "running down the mountain", "snooping in the forest", "strolling in the forest", "shaking wings", "spotting water" were all expressed by Murong Yue in a wonderful and vivid way.

At the banquet, since Murong Yue started dancing, she was completely calm and peaceful. Everyone looked at Murong Yue who was dancing in front of her with breathing. She did not dare to make a sound, as if her breathing had increased, and she was shocked to the incarnation of the white peacock's elf.

There was a little mist in Prime Minister Murong's eyes. Looking at Murong Yue dancing on the water, it seemed that the woman in white appeared in front of her again. The woman was dressed in white at the beginning, and it was so quiet that it made people unable to take a look at her, for fear that her eyes would desecrate her.

The daughter in front of her is also like this, without any trace of mortal worldly aura.

Although it is also a dance, Xuanyuan Manwu's dance will only make people want to pull out her clothes and press them on the bed to ravage them hard. However, Murong Yue's dance will make people unconsciously soften their eyes and wash their souls. They can't bear to even a trace of mortal thoughts that desecrate the other party.

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This picture is very difficult to write, but it was finally rushed out before twelve o'clock. Momo everyone, I'll go take a shower!
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