Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 24: A stunning dance

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The moonlight on this night is very beautiful for adults. The moonlight is as bright as 99.9% pure silver, brilliantly bright, perfect as a plate, and the sky blue as pure as a finely woven silk satin. And the stars are scattered, shining out of light from tens of millions of light-years away.

There was a snowfall not long ago, and the air was cool and refreshing. The mountains in the distance were rugged, overlooking the brightly lit event in the small town at this moment.

Yuan Zhaoxun walked towards her with a smile.

Meng Fuyao's gaze slowly moved from the deep black boots with silver rims that came from a place of bougainvillea to the slender legs wrapped in black trousers, to the tight waist with the silver belt, When the width is moderate, the shoulders with perfect lines are not carved like this, to the lips with a faint smile, to the eyebrows of graceful and dazzling and immortal, and finally to see his radiant and deep sea. eye.

To those eyes, she raised her brightest smile.

Won Zhaoxuan is so amazing...

In his memory, he rarely wears colors other than light-colored robes. Meng Fuyao is the first time he has seen him wear dark black, but he feels that it is difficult for anyone in the world to wear black like him. Extravagant, gorgeous, exquisite and high-fashioned, he is neatly dressed, a little more plump and heroic than usual, making the ladies in the court breathless.

And under his feet, the crimson bougainvillea opened hard, and it was still bright after the branches were broken. It humbled all the way, with a kind of humility that voluntarily fell into the dust.

The ladies in the court half covered the face with the silk fan, and looked at him blushing behind the fan, but Yuan Zhaoxu only looked at Meng Fuyao.

Meng Fuyao, who is still dressed as a teenager, is thin and thin. Although she has been desperately feeding her recently, he still looks thin in his eyes. The man's clothes cover her good figure, but she can still see the slender waist. His legs are strong, his eyebrows are flying, his eyes are big and bright, and one glance is like looking into the clearest Biquan.

She laughed, a little brighter than Bougainvillea. Compared to the melancholy smile from time to time on weekdays, she had never smiled so pure as this moment.

The wind was blowing butter candles mixed with the smell of food, a little smoky, like a person's slightly anxious and slightly restless mood.

Meng Fuyao greeted him with a smile, a standard court gentleman's courtesy, and said softly, "My distinguished guest."

Yuan Zhaoxu looked at her deeply, and said for a while, "Fuyao, your men's clothing is very beautiful, but do you have any women's clothing that match it?"

Meng Fuyao smiled without answering, and made a gesture to order Yao Xun to explain to Yuan Zhaoxun, and he stepped forward to give a speech.

Lifting a special crystal glass, it’s a pity that the wine is too late to brew. This is not the season for winemaking. Meng Fuyao only uses the famous Zhongzhou wine "Pear Spring White" instead. The wine in the glass is clear, reflecting Meng Fuyao's smiling eyes. The atmosphere in the court gradually calmed down. People followed her, picked up the wine glass, and looked at the young and magical city lord. Yuan Zhaoxuan was sitting far away, turning the cup gently with his fingertips, and listening to the boy speak with a clear voice. And crisp.

"I have been here for seventeen years. This is the first time I spent the Lantern Festival. Hey, the last time I spent the Lantern Festival was something in my previous life."

There was a kind of laughter underneath, and everyone felt that the joke-loving city lord was joking again. Only Yuan Zhaoxu didn't laugh. He put down his glass and stared at Meng Fuyao.

"I used to think that these seventeen years were really bad seventeen years. I lost my most precious things and came to a place I didn’t want to come. However, recently I suddenly found out that God took some things from you. , I will certainly give you some compensation. For example, I saw some good people and met some good things. For example, I met you, you."

She raised her glasses with a smile, and began to applaud. Meng Fuyao's eyes looked at Yuan Zhaohu through the crystal cup.

I met you.

Yuan Zhaoxuan raised his eyes to meet her, his fingers slowly rubbed the smooth body of the cup, gentle and meticulous, as if rubbing some delicate and considerate thoughts.

"This is a reunion festival. I once regretted that my reunion was broken up. Maybe in the future my reunion will still be broken up by fate, but I think that having this day can probably make up for the many permanent ones. Incomplete."

She smiled slightly, there were tears in her smile that were hard to be noticed.

"I want to take this opportunity to thank the people I want to thank, those who met, help, support and give, thank those who cherish, accompany, understand and tolerate, because of these, I feel unlucky. God gave up completely, but I was ashamed of my selfish acceptance and incompetence, so I brought so many of you here, wanting to borrow your blessings together to broaden my gratitude."

Someone underneath was laughing, and more people were thinking. Meng Fu shook his eyelashes and didn't look at the corner. He only felt that the gaze was shooting from afar, and the heat was deep, burning her will.

Her voice suddenly calmed down.

"This person I want to thank, his life is probably lonely, like a tall building, looking all over the world, seeing everything, there is nothing in the meaning of joy, this is him I can’t do anything about my destiny and talent, and I have an ominous premonition that maybe one day my existence will make this loneliness worse, so I make up for it in advance and give me a gift-this is a lively, I give it, belongs to you The excitement; it is the special excitement that you have never experienced in your life; it is joyful, full, unique, with the most common and intimate atmosphere in the mundane world."

She raised her glass, closed her eyes, and said with a sigh, "But I hope you like it."

There was silence in the courtyard, and the red men and the green women looked at this city lord, who was laughing and haunting but with extraordinary scheming, with strangeness and shock in their eyes, and the deep meaning and sadness contained in these few words. However, those kind ladies have already begun to sigh. They don’t understand what Meng Fuyao is talking about and who they are referring to. They only feel that they are heavy for no reason, but there is an unspeakable touch in the heavy heart. There was a thin mist on it, like a layer of icy dew.

They raised their cups, and said unevenly and sincerely, "But I hope you like it."

Those soft blessings sounded like a small wind rolled up, and Yuan Zhaoxuan's hands, which had always been steady as a rock, suddenly trembled.

The crystal glass slipped on the palm of the hand, almost sliding out of the edge of the palm, some wine splashed on the palm, and then rolled down along the texture of the skin.

Yao Xun was beside him, and when he saw this, he hurriedly handed over a sweat towel. Yuan Zhaoxun took it, but wiped the table that hadn't been splashed with wine.

Yao Xun stared at Yuan Zhaoxun with wide eyes--it is unimaginable that Yuan Zhaoxuan would have this kind of withdrawal, but the fact is that it happened, and this person still looks calm and calm.

Yao Xun suddenly felt sour, and suddenly understood the meaning of Meng Fuyao's last paragraph. In addition to the natural calm personality of people like Yuan Zhaoxun, I am afraid that the environment and education from a young age are different from others. ? What is born with such grace and grace? And what kind of dedication and sacrifice are needed to achieve such calmness and the calmness of grasping everything and never losing one's attitude? His life will certainly not have the richness and joy of ordinary people.

Yao Xun sighed, thinking that Meng Fuyao looked so carelessly rough, and in his heart, he was so detailed.

How rare is they know each other?

Yao Xun sighed and stepped back quietly. He wanted to see if the flowers in the quiet room were wilted by the candles. Otherwise, change a few more. This is a perfect gift carefully prepared. Don't let any flaws ruin it.

The wine in Yuan Zhaoxu's palm gradually dried. He watched Meng Fuyao raise his glass to him, and dried it up, then slowly raised his glass, but did not drink it immediately, but took a mouthful , As if after drinking this time, there will be no next time, cherished sip.

The dance party has begun, and the young girls who have learned the dance steps will end in pairs, those exquisite riding outfits, those fluttering dance skirts, those smart arcs that dance in circles, and the clothes and temples created by the mundane world. Shadow, colorful blur.

Those that belonged to him, she cherished with great pains, and was lively.

There is a faint smell of wine between the fingers, blurred, and transfigured, like a beautiful dream.

He didn't drink, but he was drunk.

On the other side, the agile girl toasted, still a little rude sitting beside him, smiling, "I am eloquent?"

She was flushed, her smile was a little unnatural, and she was still a little embarrassed of her sensation.

Yuan Zhaoxu answered the question, "The wine is beautiful."

Meng Fuyao looked at him in a little astonishment. He felt that Yuan Zhaoxuan was a little strange, but he couldn't see it. He was trying to seduce him to dance when he heard a noise at the door.

Meng Fu shook the probe to see, a beautiful shadow flashed past, it was actually the girl Hu Sang, girl Hu Sang fell ill after the night of the Self-Respect God Festival, and she still came to the county office to look for Yuan Zhao after she recovered. Damn, Yuan Zhaoxu naturally never saw her. Meng Fuyao didn't invite her to avoid any problems at the dance. Besides, she didn't dare to face Yuan Zhaoxu's anger again. She didn't want this girl to be so infatuated, but she still came, Meng Fuyao. With sharp eyes, she also wore a dress and dance skirt. It seemed that she had sewn it by herself, which was a bit nondescript, but she cleverly retained all the designs that showed her figure. The waist was so thin that she didn’t hold her tightly and her chest was full. Walking ups and downs and jumping like a pair of doves ready to take off.

She was stopped at the garden gate, reluctant to go in, the guards looked at Meng Fuyao with troubled eyes, and Meng Fuyao's troubled nose turned to the sky.

Hey, she dare not...

Yuan Zhaoxue said lightly, "Fuyao, a lively...is this your gift?"

"Huh?" Meng Fu shook his head in amazement, "I'm so sensational, I almost cry about myself, are you still not satisfied?"

Yuan Zhaoxuan just smiled, his eyes suddenly turned to the quiet room behind a bunch of flowers, where the window sash was half-hidden, and a flower poked out beautifully.

Meng Fuyao laughed and shook her head, "I said your life is boring..." She stood up and pulled Yuan Zhaohu with both hands, "Would you like to go to a place with me? Where I might take you I'm selling it, you can go or not."

Yuan Zhaoxu let her take her away, smiling, "Don't sell you to me."

The two sneaked into the quiet room from behind the flowers, regardless of the girl Hu Sang outside. As soon as they entered the door, Yuan Zhaoxu was shocked. The room is much brighter than the outside. The walls are inlaid with crystal glass. There are a row of copper lamps, the light is reflecting the crystal, and it has the effect of bright light. The huge light purple curtain hangs from the dust, flowing like water, and the ground is covered with carpets of the same color, woven with exquisite patterns, and decorated everywhere. With flowers, held in white porcelain vases, the petals and branches become more and more beautiful and tender.

Meng Fuyao walked around the house like an elf and said, "I will give you other gifts first, and then my gift will be the finale."

She smiled and pointed at the wall, winking her eyes, and beckoning Yuan Zhaoxu to find it herself.

Yuan Zhaoxuan glanced briefly, and he had already found a hidden door in one place. He reached out his hand and tapped it and popped out a drawer with a pop, a box popped out of the drawer again, and a smaller box popped out with a pop again. Box...

Meng Fuyao dropped a drop of cold sweat...

Fortunately, it finally finished. The last box popped up. Yuan Zhaoxu was about to uncover it, but the "gift" that had been forced to wait for the box to lift himself up and climb out of the noble, gentleman, and plump , Master Yuan Bao wearing a little black tuxedo.

The smallest tuxedo in the entire universe looks alike, and Master Yuanbao, the most attractive in the universe, looks more solemn than clothes.

Today is a grand day, and today is its very important day!

Master Yuan Bao pulled a tuxedo, covering his round belly and fat ass, and felt that he was heroic, completely the same as his master.

Of course, this dress was not made by itself. It was sponsored by Meng Fuyao. A certain Yenbao-sama came to inspect what Meng Fuyao was doing, but saw that Meng Fuyao was drawing patterns for the needlework woman. Among them, Meng Fuyao drew and played. A tuxedo was seen by Master Yuanbao, and felt that the tail was very in line with its sacred temperament, so he pulled Meng Fuyao to point to the picture desperately, and Meng Fuyao agreed on the bad luck that his aunt came twice a month recently. So, the ingot version of the tuxedo was born.

Of course this is not the highlight, the highlight is a gift from Lord Yuan Bao.

Master Yuan Bao pulled out a long paper roll from the box, and quickly spread it out on the table in front of Yuan Zhaoxu in a thunderous manner, and sat on the side triumphantly, proud Waiting for the master's "surprise and moved, so far in love".

Meng Fuyao was curious. He didn't know what this rat **** had been trying to show her mystery for a long time, and he didn't want to show her what it was. When he looked at it, his eyes suddenly fell off.

A...love letter.

The paper is full of messy Poria pancakes. Some of the pancakes have gnawed holes, and some have words on them. They are lined up in sequence. Although they are skewed, they can barely be regarded as love letters when they are connected together.

"I (eat a hole in the cake) like you, every night (the hole in the cake) I want to be with you (the hole in the cake), don’t bother (the hole in the cake) (the hole in the cake) (the hole in the cake), I'm the most (dongdongbing) yours... (dongdongbing) happy day......

"Mouse, you are so smart!" Meng Fuyao exclaimed, "Your keywords are all gnawed pie, what a subtle and alternative confession."

Master Yuan Bao rolled his eyes, how do I know which words to use? I have eaten many of them!

Yuan Zhao, the person who was confessed, held his chin with an unfathomable expression and looked at the "cake love letter" carefully. Master Yuan Bao blinked and looked at him, a young boy's heart thumping wildly.

After a long while, Yuan Zhaoxu finally finished reading it, and slowly folded the paper up and put it into his sleeve pocket. Master Yuan Bao's eyes immediately brightened in surprise.

"Yuanbao..."

Master Yuan Bao raised his ears.

"I have made progress in literacy, did you find someone to make up a class recently?"

Master Yuan Bao nodded shyly.

"Very well written."

Master Yuanbao looks drunk...

"Next time I write a three thousand words, I will consider it"

……

After cooling off the heartbroken Lord Yuan Bao, Yuan Zhao asked it to go to the box to continue the make-up class. Meng Fuyao sent away the Yuan Bao with pity, took a sweat towel, and slapped it in his hand. , Smiled, "Well, next show, Little Lolita is going to beat the big bad wolf..."

Yuan Zhao leaned back on the chair, looking at her lazily, his black and white eyes dazzlingly bright under the bright light.

Meng Fuyao laughed evilly for a long time, and found that classmate Yuan didn't care at all, so he had to say angrily, "Blindfold your eyes and change your trick."

Yuan Zhao laughed and said, "You have so many tricks today."

Meng Fuyao shrugged and said, "You have to make a complete set. This is all learned from Qiongyao's grandmother." She blindfolded Yuan Zhao's eyes and smiled, "Wait for me." Then she went into a secret door.

Yuan Zhaoxu was blindfolded, raised his head slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. What a man, a thin cloth could not stop his clear five senses. He heard the sound of the compartments. , It was the sound of the clothes being gently taken off, the sound of smooth soft satin rubbing the same smooth skin, the sound of long hair falling back like a dream, and the sound of a crisp heel hitting the ground. There was a voice that he didn't understand. It was a long gliding sound. It sounded like something being drawn in. Accompanied by Meng Fuyao's gentle inhalation, the sound of the inhalation was so rippled that people's hearts trembled.

Unfortunately, this tremor was quickly interrupted by the grunt of someone killing the scenery, "...It's so tight...", "It's... I'm going to lose weight...", "This neckline...this neckline... Goddamn Yao Xun..." "This is a shoe? This is a squeeze machine!"

Yuan Zhaoxu couldn't help but smile, and even after hearing the sound of the skirt dragging on the carpet, he stretched out his hands and gently untied the cloth belt.

The spring light poured in, and the blooming bougainvillea instantly faded.

At first glance, Yuan Zhaoxuan saw a white and delicate cleavage.

It is a shallow arc, with the color of the distant mountains, the color of the uncontaminated snow and the warmth of the jade of the best texture. It is the most attractive outline given by the God of Creation to the world, only this The pen shows the style.

On that touching arc is a large area of ​​dazzling white, connected to the neck and jade jaws, like the most perfect jade carving.

Calm and calm as Yuan Zhaoxun, her face turned slightly red, but the careless Meng Fuyao didn't realize that she was bent over and untied the cloth belt, and the spring was inadvertently exposed. She straightened up, stepped back two steps, and unfolded. Qun Yu, facing Yuan Zhaoxu, gave a beautiful court ceremony.

In the dazzling crystal light, more dazzling people appear. The flaming red smoky brocade embroidered court dance skirt has a tight upper body, black pearl tassels, and a thin waist and chest, a long body and a skirt. The discount starts from the waist, and the waist is slender. The large skirt is spread out underneath. Every fold is embroidered with complicated patterns with pearlescent dark thread. The skirt flies and flashes in action, like a layer upon layer. Open amorous dreams.

Ruyun black hair, elegantly pulled up with a simple but noble agate hairpin, only a strand of curled hair hangs slightly on the front of the forehead, which also sets off the smooth white forehead.

Meng Fuyao smiled slightly, the brilliant light of his suit suppressed the dazzling crystal dazzling dazzling, mysterious, noble, elegant, and gorgeous.

She is so suitable for the warm color of fiery red, whether it is her ivory white skin, pure black hair and eyes, or the inherent bright and bright temperament in her blood, all of these complement each other. Nearly perfect.

Yuan Zhaoxuan looked at her like a statue of a goddess that was covered by a curtain for a long time and suddenly became dusty.

He inhaled gently, and then said in a very low voice, "Fuyao..."

"Huh?"

"This dress..."

Meng Fuyao looked at him nervously. Does he think the clothes are too weird and ugly?

Yuan Zhaoxuan raised his gaze a little, and passed over her snow-colored neck before he said, "Can you just wear it for me?"

Meng Fu raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Damn it, do you think I like wearing this very much? Isn't it just for dancing, hey, wearing this is exhausting, I didn't dare to eat dinner, I won't be okay to suffer."

She blinked, leaned over gracefully, and handed out her hand, "Dear Sir, can I ask you to dance?"

As soon as the voice fell, the silk and bamboo orchestras in the compartment sounded, and the melody was elegant and poetic, but the tune was strange to Yuan Zhaohua who was familiar with the melody.

""Blue Danube"," Meng Fu shook his head and said softly with a little nostalgic blurry, "Little John Strauss's classic, although a bit out of shape, but I haven't heard this tune for many years. ……"

Yuan Zhaoxuan looked at her expression. At this moment, she looked sad and far away. The things in her eyes seemed to be separated by a layer of distant mountains, hazy, and there was a dark color in his eyes, but Just smiled and held her hand, "Your Majesty, I am waiting for your teaching."

Meng Fuyao returned to his mind, smiled, listened to the music intently, and taught Yuan Zhaoxu step by step, forward, backward, horizontally, parallel, reflexive, swing, tilt...

Time passed quietly, Yuan Zhaoxuan learned everything amazingly fast. After half an hour, he let go of Meng Fuyao, smiled softly, and followed the waltz etiquette that Meng Fuyao taught him before, politely Slightly bent over, one hand behind, the other hand stretched towards Meng Fuyao:

"Beautiful lady, can I invite you to dance?"

Meng Fuyao smiled and gently raised his hand into his palm, "My pleasure."

The moonlight is like silver, over the roof ridges, over the pearly brilliance, illuminating the men and women who are shining in the beauty of the ten thousand rays of light, shining on the clinging fingers, the waist that is gently supported, the drifting dance steps, and Facing smile.

Music is as gentle as water, moving indoors like ribbons, embracing gently in the rhythm of water, feeling the beauty of the body's curves, feeling the soothing and agitated heartbeats of each other in this quiet and prosperous moment, and feeling those brisk fluttering skirts , Fluttering and swinging, ups and downs, every time it swings, it is a painting of dazzling glare.

Yuan Zhaohui’s palm lightly fell on Meng Fuyao’s waist, and the skin under his palm drifted like a swimming fish. This magical elf woman also swam into the river of his life like a fish. She was so agile and jumped out, suddenly disappeared, he used all of himself to tolerate, and did not want to let her completely out of his own territory.

Before meeting her, he thought that everything in his life would be boring in his own hands, like looking alone in a tall building, with unobstructed views.

However, she surprised him, even if he exhausted his wisdom in this life, she could not get any more surprises.

In the heavens on earth, the grace has appeared, and I will be drunk together tonight.

It doesn't matter if he gets drunk, he never wants to be relieved from the subtle feelings that linger in his heart.

Yuan Zhao is drunk. He has been sober for 25 years, but he has found a sense of drunkenness in this unforgettable birthday. For the first time in 25 years, he has completely shut down his five senses. Let any irrelevant people and things disturb the extravagant warmth of this moment.

Because of this, he did not notice that there was a disturbance in the outer garden. He did not find Girl Husang rushing into the garden. He did not find that she tripped over her bloated dress, which happened to knock down the flowers covering this quiet room. , So she, who was lying on the ground, together with the guests singing and dancing in the garden, all saw the quiet room with a half-covered window.

They saw the room full of lights shining, silk curtains hanging down and flying, flowers blooming in white bottles, crystals shining on the walls, all of which was beautiful, but it was not really eye-catching.

They saw the beautiful and charming woman in the arms of the man with picturesque brows, their heroic and smooth dance steps, and the continuous swirling shadows of the flaming dance skirts, and the exquisite groups that exuded the fragrance. The gorgeous pattern waves fly by the clouds, I see those endless light spinning and swinging like waves, I see the various shapes that seem to have absorbed the essence of the moon and the sun, I see the jade color that draws a beautiful arc Arm, carrying the glow of stars in the room, flying like a poem.

I saw the man staring slightly down, while the woman raised her delicate jaw with a smile, saw her cross-eyed eyes surging, she saw her spinning and leaping in his arms, like a fish flying in the blue sea, seeing them each other The body that fits the curve, and the peerless elegance that no one can surpass at this moment.

Ms. Hu Sang has always been lying on her stomach in such an embarrassed posture. She has forgotten to get up. She has been fascinated by the two people in the window, her self-esteem and confidence in such non-stop dancing. She was all twisted and shattered. The most beautiful girl in Yaocheng has enjoyed the popularity of her people for many years. She thought she was worthy of all the people in this world. However, today, she finally understands that there are some people she can never catch. , The distance between is as far away as the deep valley to the sky, like him and her.

She just lay on her stomach like that, and suddenly began to cry, for the love she was doomed to die before she even started.

No one noticed her crying, no one even remembered to pull her up, everyone maintained the initial posture, fixedly gazing at the long window, watching the gorgeous men and women embracing each other, watching Looking at the stormy waves of the night, looking at the long wind, under the moonlight, in the glow,

A stunning dance.

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At this moment, time is frozen, everything is silent, no one knows, a few miles away, a ride across the long loess road, hooves clattering, crushing Guanshan cold moon, galloping.

Towards, Yao Cheng.