The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

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Jiang Yan’s stance was elegant, and the martial arts of speaking had already stood up and smiled and repeated: “Since the second girl wants to see this, I will dance for the second sister, which is no problem.”

The surrounding noble women heard the words whispering: "This person is not a konjac, how can he take the initiative to make a fool of himself?"

"I must have been in the mountain village for a long time, not tall and thick, I really thought that I could dance to the city." The irony in the words is beyond words.

The forsythia and white scorpion behind him are all in the heart. Jiang Wei and their children live together, and Jiang Wei will dance in the end, they are clear. Although in the eyes of the next person, the master's every move is good, but forsythia and white as the next person, the rules of the aristocratic circle are more clearly understood. I was afraid that Jiang Wei’s appearance on Jiang Susu’s mistake would have lost the rules before these Beijing’s famous names.

On the Qingsong scorpion, the five emperors squinted: "The beauty of life, but unfortunately it is an idiot."

"What happened to the five brothers?" Xuanwei smiled.

"Miss Jiang’s talent in Beijing is absolutely good. Miss Jiang wants to win her limelight. How is it possible? After all, is the woman raised in the wilderness, and can understand what?” The words are inconspicuous.

For a time, the two ships clamored for a lot of people, and it was said that Jiang Yan’s eyes were shallow, and he wanted to argue with Jiang Susu. Jiang Susu flashed a trace of ecstasy in his eyes, but his face was a gentle smile: "Then aunt is blessed, and I ask my sister to dance for everyone."

Dance for everyone. Lin Zixiang frowned, and Jiang Susu’s seemingly unintentional discourse, but Jiang Yi’s words were like a dance artist who was free to enjoy music. At one time, people around him grinned.

Jiang Yan’s eyes were not seen, and he did not seem to hear Jiang Susu’s words. In the last life, Jiang Quan and Xuan Li were able to survive in the environment of eating in the palace in order to let her win the sacred favor. For everyone to dance like this, the nobles who are in the high position often say this. She is like a jumping clown, a hard-working music and dance, but also won the title of a straw bag beauty.

Jiang bowed his head and walked to the bow. The exquisite setting is very special. In order to enjoy the moonlight during the Lantern Festival, the bow is extremely wide and flat, which makes it easy to dance. She reached out and took off her scorpion with her hair in her back. Suddenly, one fell like a waterfall, and it hangs down to the waist, giving off a charming luster. She bite the double knot in her hand, and the pair of affectionate eyes glanced at the people on the two bows before they moved their lips.

The double knots are actually a delicate whistle, and the red lips overflow the first sound clearing.

At first, I only felt that the sound of the piano was as plain as usual. If the white water was boiled, it made people feel dull and boring, and her figure did not move, standing quietly and not acting. Then there was a boatman who began to show a mocking expression. Only the young Jiang Jia, who had just returned to Beijing, was so poor that she dared to make a big dance.

Xuanwei looked a little stiff, he knows that this girl is playing "Guangling San", "Guangling San" is the content of this song is the revenge of Nie Zheng as a father during the Warring States period, assassination of Han Wang. This is a story of revenge. At this time, the moon is full, and everyone is happy. Why did Miss Jiang Jia choose a piece of music that kills the fighting atmosphere?

This two paragraphs seem to be normal. Everyone only said that she is a skillful person. However, she can tell the truth that the turbulence in this two paragraphs cannot be ejected if it is not really a state of mind. In this song, he heard the loneliness that seemed to last for centuries.

It is not only a person who has such a feeling, but when the music is ringing, Xiao Yu, who is sitting alone in front of the window, gently raises his eyebrows, and his eyes fall on the lonely girl.

After the first few paragraphs, Jiang Yan slowly moved up, and the red dress smashed into the enchantment of the dust, the most evil, and the most beautiful. Rotate, kick, lift, kick. Everything she did was beautiful, and she was all moving. The crowd gradually put away the gaze that was only scorned, and it was difficult to hide the surprise.

It was for decades of forbearance and sorrow. The mother and her brother were divorced too early, and there was only one person left alone in the world. It was the father who couldn’t wait to change the sacred image into her portrait and sent her into the bottomless palace. It is that the warm and considerate lover is the king of the world, but the wicked woman is himself. It was the sister who made her a man, watching the young child being beaten to death and desperate.

The sorrow of her dance, as if the next second is going to take the wind back, somehow, actually taught people to think of the bleak picture of the heart, gradually, some people see the eyes are a bit sour.

After the slow dance, the whistle in the mouth rushed to the rush. If the Jin Ge iron horse came to the sand, there was a **** fierce. Her movements suddenly accelerated, and even as soon as everyone could not see her movements, she only felt that the red dress was bloody, and the beauty of the moonlight was amazing. The music was so loud that it sounded sobbing. It is the sorrow to the ultimate pain that turns into an unforgettable hatred. The sinister who climbed out of **** came to the soul of the debtor. It is not to let go of a haze, it is to stand on the peak and look down on the indifference of all beings.

The moonlight shimmered and shone, shining on her crystal-clear face, her eyes were bright and amazing, her partiality was not a smile, only the indifference and irony of the bones. Like Shura, but if God. Like a demon girl, it is a sentient being.

The revenge music is still playing, and the revenge dance continues. This dance has made everyone feel scared. I have never seen a person dance so beautifully, so beautiful. It seems that she is the person in the song, with hatred to revenge, even if she pays all the price, even if she enters **** again, she will be buried. Her life is indiscriminately profligate, this is a demon woman born for revenge.

Deaf children, grievances. The victorious, the warriors went to the enemy. The floating cloud catkins have no roots, and the heavens and the earth are far and wide with the flying. A hundred birds, I saw a lonely phoenix. You can't climb the inch, and the loss is strong. There are two ears in the rest, and there is no need to listen to silk. Since I heard the teacher, I sat down and sat down. Push hands to stop it, wet clothes tears. Ying Erer can be able to put my intestines on ice!

As soon as the song falls, the red dress dancing in the wind suddenly tightens, and the head is like a waterfall. If the silk is moving in the moonlight, she looks charming and charming. If she looks like a demon, the rising eyes will slip through Jiang Susu’s body and reach out. I have a gesture of beheading on my neck. Jiang Susu was a stiff body and Jiang Xiaoran smiled.

The beauty smiles, as if the spring flowers of the Dajin Dynasty are stacked one after another at night, so that people can feel awkward when they look at it.

Xiao Yu’s handsome face is still cold, and the long eyelashes cover a sigh of thought.

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