Chapter 1781 is a moving dance "Tsk, that's pathetic. et” Zuo Fei looked at Yun Chuheng's dejected back, and couldn't help but sigh sympathetically from his mouth.
But then again, I don't want to let such a good fiancée as Miss Tingge.
This His Royal Highness King Heng was really miserable by the brainless women of Chu Guifei, Yun Chuheng and Feng Jinning.
Zuo Fei thought from his heart as he let out a treacherous laugh of "hey, hey, hey" from his mouth.
Fortunately, there are a few brain-dead women who are fueling the troubles.
Otherwise, the prince of their family has not yet returned to the beauty that can be hugged so easily.
"Be careful if your is overheard by our prince, and then throw you to the northern barracks."
Zuo Dian had just flashed out of the Imperial Garden when he heard Zuo Fei's sigh.
His face changed rapidly, and he hurriedly reminded him in a serious voice.
"Ugh.
Bah, I didn't say anything.
You guys, you haven't heard anything, do you know?"
As soon as Zuo Fei heard Zuo Di's warning, he immediately had a bitter expression and spat on the ground.
Then he turned to look at the group of black-clad guards behind him, turned his face, and warned them.
God knows, that place in the barracks north is not for people.
In his life, he never wanted to go a second time.
"I don't know how Uncle Zuo is doing in the northern barracks now."
Thinking of this, Zuo Fei muttered to himself for a while.
After thinking about it, he shuddered deeply again, and stood up seriously with his eyes and nose and heart.
Wide lake.
Yun Linghan leaned lazily on the bow of the boat, playing the melodious sound of the flute.
On his left-hand side, a pot of fine wine was placed on the bow of the boat, which was also prepared by Zuo Fei in advance.
Not far in front of Yun Linghan, Feng Qingge danced seemingly inadvertently with the rhythm, and the hands, eyes, and body methods, no matter where they were, should follow the sound of the flute and move as they wish.
With a different kind of lightness and agility.
Suddenly, the flute in Yun Linghan's hand became more and more urgent, and a high note was played.
Feng Tingge listened to the sound of the flute, and her posture danced faster and faster.
Ruyu's plain hands lingered tactfully, the skirt fluttered, and a pair of smoke-like eyes wanted to talk, and the streamer was flying and gorgeous.
The boat, the whole person is like a flower through the fog, hazy and ethereal, flashing with beautiful colors.
The white clothes on his body are flying, as noble and unattainable as the Nine Heavens Immortals.
As Yun Linghan's last flute turned urgent, Feng Tingge's body leaned back and made a very difficult lower waist.
On the surface of the lake with petals, Feng Tingge drew a dazzling arc in the center of the lake, and with a flick of her ten fingers, countless petals swirled around her side.
Stop, Feng Tingge stepped on the last syllable, his body made a perfect spin, and his footsteps came to an abrupt end.
This choreography is thrilling.
"How to" Feng Qingge stretched out his hand to cover his little face, which was a little red because of the exercise, the corners of his eyebrows raised, and his eyes were shining towards Yun Linghan and asked.
With both hands, the wine jug in front of him quickly fell into his arms.
Yun Linghan's fingers flashed, and the dragon flute in his hand had disappeared quickly.
"There is no one before and no one after us."
His lips opened lightly, and he slowly spat out these eight words, and his voice was full of laughter.
The surprise that this little woman gave him was really unforgettable
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