"Give me a dance, sir."

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Gu Nan's face darkened, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Your Majesty, how about another one?"

"For example, sword dancing?"

Ying Zheng put down the box, and made a "disappointed" expression: "But the master taught me that a gentleman can never catch up with a word, hey."

Gu Nan felt as if he heard the sound of something breaking, and touched his nails.

gritted his teeth.

Finally, he sighed and bowed down: "I understand."

The disappointment on Ying Zheng's face disappeared in an instant, and he smiled and looked at the few court ladies beside him.

"Come here, take Mr. to change clothes."

The palace maid took Gu Nan and left, after about half a stick of incense.

There was the sound of light footsteps above the attic. Ying Zheng looked there expectantly, but then froze in place.

The person who came was wearing a pure white dress, and the white clothes were dusty.

The man removed his cold and fierce armor, revealing his original face.

With sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, light lips and bright teeth, his face seemed to be a little reddish, which made the heroic spirit a little charming.

There are a few strands of long black hair, falling on the clothes and hanging down gently, walking gently, as if standing on the waves.

There is nothing wrong with it, it does not seem to be the beauty of the world, it seems like a banished fairy.

Ying Zheng stared blankly, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Until Gu Nan coughed uncomfortably, and the corners of his eyes cramped a bit: "Your Majesty, it's almost there, are you alright?"

"Ah." Ying Zheng came back to his senses, but he couldn't bear to look away, and said softly, "Let's be happy."

The voice was very soft, as if afraid of disturbing the beauty.

"Sir..." Ying Zheng made a gesture of invitation to the high platform outside the attic.

Will you still be executed publicly...

Did I offend this kid there? Gu Nan looked at the high platform outside the attic with a sullen face. If she stood there, the people below could also see it.

Taking a deep breath, he thought to himself.

Forget it, it's over as soon as you close your eyes and open them.

Above the pavilion, there was the curling sound of the zither palace, and the ministers of His Highness who were having a banquet raised their heads suspiciously.

But he saw a woman in white walking out slowly, and as she walked out slowly, His Highness's voice gradually faded away.

That woman is like a person who is out of the world, standing under the cool moonlight, amidst the flickering lights of Xianyang City.

There was silence in the hall, and there was no more sound.

It's as if everything is frozen at this moment.

The music lingered on the beams, and the woman danced lightly with the music, her sleeves were turned upside down, her skirts were fluttering, and everything seemed indescribably beautiful, like a fairyland.

There are beautiful mountains and rivers embroidered on the belt, and it seems that the woman is standing in the mountains and rivers, dancing in the prosperity of the world.

Everyone was immersed in it, and so was Ying Zheng.

Sitting in the pavilion, looking at the woman dancing with moonlight lights outside, her eyes were blurred.

Until the end of the song, the beauty retreated, and there was still no sound for a long time in the palace.

A person's wine glass fell from his hand and fell to the ground, and the wine splashed all over the floor, waking everyone up.

People raised their heads to look for the woman again, but there was no one there, as if it had been a lifetime.

Only one person was heard, asking gently: "Who is that woman?"

Chapter 159: Respecting the teacher is a must

(I was in a hurry yesterday, so the last chapter was a bit simple. I revised it last night and it should be better.)

Gu Nan walked down from the high platform, and looked back with nothing to love. Under the pavilion, there was no sound.

Be, laugh to death...

I feel ashamed to meet people, I am a dignified general of the army.

She didn't dare to think about what the people below would think. It is estimated that her sloppy Yiwu would become the laughing stock of the whole city tomorrow.

Ha ha.

She had an urge to find a wall and hit her to death, but she endured it.

Walking down the steps with weak steps, Gu Nan only felt a little tired, more tired than after a battle, it was a feeling of exhaustion.

Walking back to Ying Zheng, he saw Ying Zheng staring blankly at him, wondering what he was thinking.

Perhaps because he was angry, Gu Nan didn't salute, but stretched out a finger and flicked Ying Zheng's forehead.

"I'm ashamed this time, so I'm satisfied now."

There was a soft bang, and Ying Zheng was brought back to his senses by Gu Nan's bullet. Looking at the person close at hand, his face turned red: "Full, satisfied."

After rolling his eyes at him, Ying Zheng was stunned again.

Gu Nan turned and walked away, tugging at the cuffs, ready to change the clothes on her body.

Ying Zheng, who was sitting alone in front of the table, foolishly touched his forehead which was red from the bullet.

But he grinned lightly.

It's been a long time since Mr. Gu flicked the widow's forehead like this.

The officials in the palace slowly woke up from the dance, and exhaled the turbid air in their chests.

He took a nostalgic glance at the high platform that had been deserted.

"Haha, it's really a pleasure to see such a fairy dance tonight, old man, thank King Qin for giving me the dance."

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