The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

Ye Li was not the only one who felt this way, as soon as the music started, Xiao Shao, who was sitting alone in front of the window, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes fell on the girl playing the music alone.

After the first few paragraphs, Jiang Ruan started to move slowly, the red dress fluttered like a spirit that had fallen into the mortal world, the worst and the most beautiful. Spin, stand on tiptoe, raise arm, kick. Everything she did was beautiful, and everything she did was charming, so lively and fragrant that people could not take their eyes off it. Everyone gradually put away their contemptuous gaze just now, and it was difficult to hide the surprise in their eyes.

It was decades of forbearance and sorrow, the premature divorce of her mother and brother, and her loneliness in the world. It was the father who couldn't wait to replace the scroll into the palace with her portrait, and sent her into the bottomless palace. She thought that once a warm and considerate lover ruled the world, it would be herself who would bring disaster to the country and the witch. It was the sister-in-law who made her a human pig, watching the despair of the youngest son being played with to death.

She danced sadly, as if she was about to ride the wind to go home in the next second. For some reason, it reminded people of the desolate scene in their hearts. Gradually, some people's eyes felt a little sore.

After the slow dance, the whistle in his mouth was urging, if a golden horse and an iron horse came on the sand, there was a bloody sharpness. Her movements suddenly sped up, even so fast that everyone couldn't see her movements clearly. They only felt that the red dress was like blood, and it was astonishingly beautiful under the moonlight. And the music is passionate, and the sound is like weeping. It was the extreme grief transformed into an unforgettable hatred, and it was the evil ghost crawling out of hell who came to claim the life of the debtor. It is the viciousness of not letting go of every villain, and the indifference of wanting to stand on the top and look down on all living beings.

The moon shone brightly on her snowy face, her eyes were amazingly bright, there was no trace of a smile, only deep indifference and sarcasm. If Shura, but also like gods. Like a witch, wanton all living beings.

The music of revenge is still playing, and the dance of revenge is still going on. This dance has already made everyone feel terrified. They have never seen a person dance so beautifully. It is so beautiful that people are frightened. As if she was the person in that song, she wanted revenge with hatred, even if she paid all the price, even if she went to hell again, she would drag someone to be buried with her. Her life was squandered indifferently, this is a witch who was born for revenge.

Intimacy with children and women's language, grievances and grievances. Then suddenly become imposing, and the warrior goes to the enemy's field. Floating clouds and catkins have no roots, and the sky and the earth are as wide as they fly. Chirping a flock of birds, suddenly seeing a lone phoenix. If you can't climb up the scale, you will lose power and fall a thousand feet. Tsao Yu has two ears, but he does not listen to the silk. Since I heard that Teacher Ying played, I got up and sat aside. Pushing hands stopped suddenly, wet clothes and tears poured down. Yinghuer is sincere and capable, and I can't put ice and charcoal in my intestines!

As soon as the song fell, the red dress dancing in the wind suddenly tightened, her head was raised like a waterfall, and the blue silk was as moving as satin under the moonlight. He made a beheading gesture on his neck. Jiang Susu froze, Jiang Ruan smiled.

The beauty smiled, as if the spring flowers of the Dajin Dynasty bloomed layer upon layer overnight, so beautiful that even a second glance would be considered profane.

The handsome man in black clothes raised his eyebrows slightly, his long eyelashes covered the meaningful look in his eyes.

She just stood quietly at the bow of the boat, as if she didn't belong to this world. For a while, everyone was silent, all fascinated.

All the young masters on the Qingsong boat were already fascinated by the sight, and murmured: "There is such a stunning beauty in the world. If I see it today, I will die without regret."

Sitting in the boat, Jiang Susu's face was already ashen, and the face that always wore a beautiful smile was distorted into a hideous appearance. Jiang Li also clenched her hands tightly, and her silver teeth were about to be crushed.

The fifth prince opened his mouth, and his eyes flashed with greed: "It's on par with Miss Jiang..."

Ye Li's expression was complicated. For some reason, he always felt that there was something about this girl that attracted him deeply, and he really wanted to step up to take a closer look at her appearance.

Everyone was silent for a full quarter of an hour, and the son of the general soldier's mansion on the Qingsong boat took the lead in loudly saying: "Both beautiful and artistic, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first beauty in Beijing!"

Jiang Ruan turned her head and smiled gratefully at him. Seeing her gorgeous face, the young master blushed and his eyes became obsessed.

Hearing this, Jiang Susu's face was already very ugly. She couldn't figure out how Jiang Ruan could dance so well when she was in the countryside, let alone invited a husband. And the double festival hairpin, when did you prepare it? For that kind of dance, Jiang Susu has always been conceited about her talent, and she also thinks that she can't dance to Jiang Ruan's level. What's more, the hull of the boat was bumpy, how could she jump steadily without falling?

Jiang Susu never knew that Jiang Ruan was in the palace in her last life, because she was not favored, she was often bullied by the concubine in the palace and taught her to dance on the concubine's birthday. Such a practice of not touching the ground will never be forgotten even after a lifetime. She could have danced in the palms of people, but now what is such a bumpy hull?

Everyone echoed, and the praise was much more than that of Jiang Susu. People always like new things. Jiang Susu is good, but she has occupied the title of the most talented woman in Beijing for many years, and she always looks like a fairy who doesn't know the world. Now there is a young lady of the Jiang family who is very different from her. Well, as long as Jiang Ruan is a little better, people's eyes will be all attracted to her.

The men in the family praised her very much, but the faces of the women in the family were not very good. Originally, the Jiang family already had a Jiang Susu, and now there is an additional Jiang Ruan. Wouldn't all the good men in Beijing be fascinated by the two of them? gone?

When Jiang Ruan returned to the seat, Lin Zixiang said: "It turns out that you can dance, so you have to be impressive."

Zhao Jin and Wen Feifei are rough-tempered, and they also nodded: "It really taught us to be confused, but that whistle is really good, can you teach us?"

"When I was in Zhuangzi, I didn't have any musical instruments, and I played it when I was bored." Jiang Ruan explained that this explanation was reasonable and made people feel a little more pity for her.

Dong Ying'er looked at her: "But why did you choose "Guangling San", ordinary noble girls would not choose such a song today."

Jiang Ruan smiled: "I can only blow this."

Xu Ruoxi's face was a little pale, she lowered her head but didn't speak. Everyone knew that she was unhappy, and they all pretended not to see it to save her from embarrassment.

The next few noble ladies came out to perform, but they were just going through the motions. It was only after Jiang Ruanfang's thrilling Guangling dance, watching these lackluster shows, I just felt boring.

This year's Lantern Festival, Jiang's family broke out such an unpopularity. Everyone only thought that this time the rabbit lantern must have fallen in Jiang Ruan's hands. Jiang Nguyen.

After the performance, it was time for everyone to go to the bow of the boat and put lanterns into the river. These lanterns put into the river are all exquisitely made. After the young masters and ladies write the notes and put them in the lanterns, they will push them into the river by themselves.