The white moonlight of fast transmigration

Chapter 164 Domineering, Gentle, Sick Ghost King x Innocent and Ignorant Komura Hana

Buying Xueniang in the next autumn is just a novelty.Asking her to dance has attracted everyone's attention before she even started dancing. This is a good gimmick.

Because she looks strange, a little bit of art, but it is very unique and amazing.

In order to make Fu Wan dance better than King Fan's dancer, Ming Qiu treats Fu Wan well.He found Fu Wan the best dancer in Kyoto to teach her how to dance, and he also chose a famous flower lady in the Jiaofang Division to teach Fu Wan how to flirt, how to make people feel charming and stunning at a glance.

However, Fu Wan is simply an elm, not enlightened at all.

Dancing is fine, although she has to learn from the beginning, but she is still a seedling with a soft body.

When it comes to temperament and style, Fu Wan is like a mudslide, but within a few days, even the lady Hua of the Jiaofang Division followed Fu Wan and became like a man dressed as a woman.In short, Ming Qiu got a headache watching it.

The bet Ming Qiu made with King Fan was that if he bought a random slave on the street and trained him for two months, his dance would be better than that of King Fan's dancer, and his figure would be more attractive.

In order not to lose face, Ming Qiu personally went to the battle to watch.

Qi Heng couldn't see, and had to walk with a cane.In fact, Fu Wan initially let him stay in the yard by himself, but every time he came back after dancing practice, Qi Heng would just sit under the jujube tree and wait for her, so obedient.

So Fu Wan simply took him along.

Qi Heng and Ming Qiu were both at the bottom of the stage. Fu Wan flicked his water sleeves sideways, tucked his waist and limbs, and his dancing posture was very standard and aura.Ming Qiu sat lazily on the Ruan Couch Mountain, with his legs crossed, with a clear and lazy smile on his face.

Fu Wan put on makeup, and her long snow-white hair was combed into a low bun and tied with a red headband.A bright red flower was painted on her forehead, her lips were also dyed with red vermilion, her red pupils protruded, and the corners of her eyes were smudged red, making her as bright as the first snow of plum blossoms.

Even because of the albinism, it looks a little frightening, but it also looks surprisingly bright and strange at this time.

Ming Qiu smiled casually, and suddenly, clapped his hands.

The room was quiet, only the low sound of silk and bamboo playing along with Fu Wan's dance steps.At this time, Ming Qiu's clapping made the room lively, making people unable to help but think, Ming Shaoqing has always been proud of his talents, how could he applaud so earnestly?
Many people's eyes fell on Fu Wan.

When this girl started to show herself, everyone could see the light on her body, it was so bright and scorching!

Ming Qiu's eyes fell on Fu Wan almost obsessively. The girl stood on her tiptoes, her soft waist bent sideways, her sleeves trembled. When she lifted her body, she subconsciously smiled, and her eyes fell on...

On that wretch.

Ming Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he looked sideways at Qi Heng.

Qi Heng seemed to be able to sense Fu Wan's gaze, and he actually smiled at the stage from afar.Ming Qiu closed his hands slightly, snorted coldly, and said lightly: "Go and make me a pot of tea."

Qi Heng didn't seem to notice Ming Qiu's gaze, but just stood gently in Fu Wan's direction.

Ming Qiu's attendant subconsciously wanted to make tea, but his eyes turned to Qi Heng.

The attendant rolled his eyes, and immediately understood, he patted Qi Heng without saying a word, and said in a rough voice, "Go and make tea for the young master!"

Fu Wan was on the stage, only knowing that the attendant was talking to Qi Heng.Qi Heng was so fierce that even if the servant wanted to bully him, she couldn't bully her, so she didn't care too much, and continued to step on the next dance step along the tune.

However, Qi Heng really stood up on crutches, and respectfully said to the attendant: "Where do I make tea? Please take me there."

The attendant said disgustedly: "It's really useless!"

Having said that, he still took him there, brewed a pot of tea, and then Qi Heng came over with the pot on crutches.

Fu Wan was on the stage, and saw Qi Heng holding a cane and a teapot in one hand, while Ming Qiu's attendants walked behind him arrogantly, saying a few words from time to time, with an ugly expression.

Fu Wan frowned slightly, but did not stop dancing for the time being.

Sometimes you have to suffer a little bit of grievance when you live under the fence.She wanted to make a living, and the two of them would have to stay here if they were not hungry to death. Qi Heng's temperament would not be bullied by Bai, Fu Wan thought to himself.

Ming Qiu looked at Qi Heng who was crutches, unable to see the road and looked a little embarrassed, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

"Pour tea." He ordered coldly.

The attendant pretended not to know anything very perceptively, Qi Heng stretched out his hand in a daze, and groped for a teacup on the table, and poured tea with the teacup in one hand and the teapot in the other.It's just that he couldn't see that the water was full, and his hands were filled with boiling water, so hot that Qi Heng smashed Ming Qiu's precious teacup to pieces.

Ming Qiu had even more excuses, "You can't even do this little thing well, your dog's life, can you afford this teacup!"

Slaves are objects, as they are in this world.

Fu Wan saw the sound of the teacup shattering, and also saw that Qi Heng burned his hand when pouring tea for Ming Qiu, so he immediately ran off the stage with all his strength, when he heard Ming Qiu's words.

Fu Wan was angry and distressed, quickly took Qi Heng's hand and blew it, then turned to stare at Ming Qiu, "You...doesn't anyone pour you tea?"

She was so angry that Qi Heng couldn't see how he poured tea.

Is his attendant a display!

Ming Qiu's heart was high, how could he endure a slave being so domineering, "I asked my slave to pour me tea, why not?" Seeing Fu Wan protecting Qi Heng, he felt inexplicably angry, and sneered, "It's me If you want the lives of the two of you, you can't disobey it."

Fu Wan wanted to use the core social values ​​to scold this idiot to death.

But she held back, this is a slave society, that's all.Fu Wan stretched out his hand to hold Qi Heng, looked at Ming Qiu coldly, and said in a calm tone, "But, if I remember correctly, you still expect my "Broken Branches" to beat King Fan's dancer." Fu Wan also sneered, The tone was sonorous, "If you don't want to lose, then don't bully Ah Heng!"

Ming Qiu was so angry that his face turned green.

He would win this bet no matter what, otherwise he would never come to see Fu Wan dance in person.

But it was also the first time for Ming Qiu to be threatened like this.

Ming Qiu was so angry that he turned around and flicked his sleeves, it happened that Qi Heng was standing beside Ming Qiu, he turned around so abruptly, somehow bumped into Qi Heng.The crutch in Qi Heng's hand loosened, and he staggered and fell towards Fu Wan.

Fu Wan quickly reached out to hug Qi Heng, but Ming Qiu was tripped by Qi Heng, and fell to the ground like a dog eating shit.

Fu Wan didn't see it, but a satisfied smile curled up on the corner of Qi Heng's lips, and then disappeared.

Lying on the ground, Ming Qiu, who struggled to get up, was going mad with anger, "Qi Heng, Xue Niang, you two..."

Fu Wan hurriedly supported Qi Heng, lowered her head and blew on his red hands, and said in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Ming Qiu originally wanted to scold them, but when he turned around and saw Qi Heng hanging his head, Fu Wan asked him softly if it hurt, and suddenly felt that he was very redundant.

　Thanks for wanting to keep salting fish, Murphy's reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)