The third daughter married the ghost prince

Chapter 15
Liu Yan walked up to Murong Yu, and a fawning flash of beauty flashed in her shining beautiful eyes, and she said casually: "I know that Sister Murong's dancing posture and singing voice are the best in the world, so I wonder if I would be honored to listen to Sister Murong and her son-in-law, Feng Luan, talking to each other?" Sing a song?"

Murong Yu's face flushed, and because of Liu Yan's words of "Feng Luan and Ming", he swept away his previous displeasure, and shyly glanced at Duan Qirui who came over.

Murong Yu was about to speak, but Duan Qirui took the lead and said: "I don't just play the qin with others casually. Since I want to add to the fun, it's better for all the women present to show it off. Those who win the applause of the audience, I will play with them." How about "Feng Luan Harmony" as the finale song?"

Luo Zifeng rolled his eyes when he heard the words, what a self-righteous peacock, he estimated the price of his own stinky skin!
But I didn't want to hear this, most of the women present were eager to go, each thoughtful, secretly gearing up, Duan Muqi's concubine sisters were even more excited.

Murong Yu glanced resentfully at the jumping girls around, gritted his teeth and secretly sat down half of his body, humming in his heart, but he was quite confident in his dancing posture and singing voice.

The first ones to play were Duan Rushi, the concubine daughter of Prince Jing's mansion, and Duan Ruhua, the younger sister of a compatriot, because her mother was the younger sister of General Zhenyuan, so she was favored and pampered in Prince Jing's mansion on weekdays, taller than the other concubine sisters, Some arrogant masters.

The two sisters sang and danced, which was really brilliant.

Chen Dongxue, the daughter of Shangshu sitting opposite Murong Yu, smiled coldly: "A concubine is the first to come forward to show off. It would be fine if she sang better. With this level, how dare you be the first to appear on stage?"

Ouyang Yuyan, who had been silent all this time, laughed softly: "Sister Liu Yan said just now that regardless of status, then...there is nothing wrong with them going up first, not to mention that the two sisters really sing well!"

Chen Dongxue followed the prestige and saw that it was the niece of Concubine Ouyang, so she held back her mouth and swallowed the rebuttal that came to her mouth.

Luo Zifeng looked at Ouyang Yuyan with a peaceful face, and for some reason, he had a good impression of this woman.

Then one by one the women went on stage, Luo Zifeng sipping tea, watching the singing and dancing one after another, suddenly remembered the talent show of later generations, and not only began to have more fun in his heart to comment.

To be honest, this Murong Yu's singing and dancing is indeed better than other women, even if the concubine sisters of Prince Jing's mansion tried their best, they can't beat the sweet singing voice, and the long sleeves waved, the charming and harmonious enchanting.

After the song was over, there were cheers everywhere, Murong Yu stood confidently on the stage, his burning eyes boldly shot at Duan Qirui, after seeing the laughter in Duan Qirui's eyes, he lowered his eyes and smiled, and still stood where he was.

Liu Yan's eyes turned, and he pushed the hot potato directly in front of Duan Qirui: "Is your son interested in the 'Fengluan Heming' person...?" After speaking, he smiled meaningfully.

"Oh?" Duan Qirui suddenly turned his head to look at Luo Zifeng, who had been "referee self-healing" from beginning to end: "Isn't there still a sister-in-law who hasn't sung yet? Could it be that the sister-in-law didn't dare to...'show ugly'?" Staring at Luo Zifeng's salt-free face said meaningfully.

Murong Yu who was standing on the stage even covered his mouth and sneered in cooperation, unexpectedly also trembling with laughter.

Jiuyue's complexion suddenly became gloomy, and Feng'er was even more impatient, staring fiercely at Murong Yu who was smiling exaggeratedly on the stage, and shouted unwillingly: "Miss!" Yue', let these blind people see that Miss's appearance is more than a hundred times more beautiful than all the girls here.

"If that's the case, then I'll make a fool of myself!" Luo Zifeng stood up and walked towards the platform in the courtyard, her lavender skirt drawing a calm arc.

He weighed "108 Must-Sing Songs Through Time Traveling" in his mind repeatedly, until he got on stage, met Murong Yu's sneering eyes, and instantly... made a decision!

"Since sister Murong doesn't want to leave the stage, I wonder if she has the courage to dance for her?" After Luo Zifeng finished speaking, she looked provocatively at Murong Yu, who had a 'comfortable smile'.

Murong Yu sneered, and his confidence in his dance made Murong Yu respond without hesitation: "As long as you dare to sing, there is no reason why I, Murong Yu, cannot accompany you!"

"You can't talk too much, what if sister Murong can't come out with you?" Luo Zifeng looked at Murong Yu's dark green floor-length dress and colorful sleeves swaying in the breeze, and asked with a light smile.

Murong Yu looked at Luo Zifeng's provocation with a startled smile. He couldn't believe that this low-class merchant's daughter dared to provoke her, the prime minister's daughter, in public. She couldn't help feeling ruthless: "If I can't accompany you!" Pointing to the lotus pond next to the platform: "I'll jump down, but if I come out with my companion... what should you do?"

"If your backup dancer can shine, I will dance!"

"A word is settled!"

"I will never regret it!"

There are all kinds of musical instruments on the stage, Luo Zifeng walked to the corner, picked up the dusty pipa, and tried the tone.

Murong Yu smiled coquettishly and said: "Why... do you want to 'still hold the pipa and half cover your face'? I advise you... you should cover it all up!" After speaking, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled sarcastically.

Luo Zifeng ignored her sarcasm, still adjusting the sound quality of the pipa, raised his head after a while and said: "I'm going to start!"

Immediately... the fingers interlaced, and a single, non-technical spinning sound flew from the fingertips.

Murong Yu smiled contemptuously, showing contempt for Luo Zifeng's single technique, raised his hand... folded his water sleeves, moved around the arena with lotus steps, swayed his waist like a water snake, following the music She was fixed on a very charming and enchanting posture with her waist slightly bent, and just waited for the melody in Luo Zifeng's mouth, then she flicked her cloud sleeves and danced... a splash of flowers!
"Laughing in the sea...the tide is surging on both sides of the strait..."

As soon as the imposing melody came out, Luo Zifeng saw Murong Yuliu's waist folded, and the force with which he was throwing his water sleeves could not be reduced enough, and he almost rushed to the guardrail beside the stage, and his charming figure staggered forward a full three times Only then could he stabilize his body, then turned his head, stared at a pair of startled eyes, and looked at Luo Zifeng, who was swaying freely and singing majesticly.

(End of this chapter)