[R18] Looking for her in the crowd – “Looking for her in the crowd” bend down [English]

Chapter 83

The hazy moonlight was like a gauze, coating her face with a jade-like brilliance. Her hair looked like a qionghua frost cover, and her face was as beautiful as the world.

Jiang Rongrong is dressed in a misty blouse, a thin peony skirt that sweeps the floor, and a pair of gold hairpins. She is distracted by her charming gold for a night out in the fairy palace. She rarely dresses up so charmingly, but the atmosphere in the palace is like this. However, when everyone looks at her, they only think of the outstanding person like a flower, separated by the clouds.

It’s not the rich and gorgeous red peony, but the jade snow peony that blooms on her body.

Three parts of beauty, three parts of grace, three parts of grace,

There is also a bit of coldness and dust returning on the wind.

If we hadn’t seen him at the top of Qunyu Mountain, he would have met at Yaotai under the moon.

The poet actually didn’t lie.

The moonlight seemed to stop on her body, unwilling to move away, and followed her steps, curling up.

Looking at it from a distance, the appearance of external objects is not as bright as the outstanding people.

As she walked around, her slender feet that could be held in her hand were wearing brocade shoes made of ice flowers and hibiscus. The suet skin on the instep and ankles was occasionally exposed, which was a life-threatening temptation.

Rong Jue watched her walking past him, and felt that his heart had been taken away by her, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to return it in this life.

The shadow of the moon swayed, the sound of the harp and harp sounded, the dance followed the wind, scattered and gathered, the knitted waist was folded, the sleeves were about to fly, the white fingertips cut through the most beautiful moonlight of the year, the flying skirt lightly brushed the hearts of the whole hall, as if there was a heavy snow in the heart.

The slow state cannot be exhausted, and the complicated postures lead to the end.The low lotus breaks through the waves, and the messy snow lingers in the wind.

When the ear falls, the veil flows, and the train is repaired to trace the sky.I’m worried that I can’t catch it, so I fly away to catch it.

Everyone had forgotten that this was a banquet, and no one even remembered to drink and use chopsticks, and even their breathing became soft, for fear of disturbing her, and the fairies flying in the middle of the month would fly away on the wind.

The sound of the harp changed slightly, and her movements also changed accordingly. Her waist was bent sideways, her head tilted back, and her long and jade-like neck was like a ray of moonlight in the night.

Pure and charming, temptation and indifference go hand in hand. There are thousands of amorous feelings in the corners of the eyebrows and eyes. Every gesture, you want to refuse but welcome.

Seeing her, one realizes that there is only a thin line between immortals and monsters in the world.In her flowing eyes.

If you want to get closer, you will be afraid of staining the beauty’s beauty. If you want to retreat, your return to this mortal world will be in vain.

Rong Chen looked at her in the hall, and for the first time he had the desire to imprison her so that he could only see him in this life.

He wanted to catch that hazy figure right now, kiss that alluring little mouth, then tie up his long dancing sleeves and tie them to the top and bottom of the two soft breasts on his chest, rub her erect breasts, make her swing her thin waist like she did when dancing, sit on his lap, swallowing his penis, and finally, in front of these people who were watching eagerly, hold down her little butt and fill her with semen.

Tell everyone that she belongs to him.

He is so thick, so beautiful, so good, it should belong to him, she should be his wife by birth, and his crown princess. In the future, she will rule thousands of miles of rivers and mountains with him, obediently let him take care of her, give birth to children for him, and even when she dies, she will be buried in the imperial mausoleum together.

Her name will only be recorded together with he in the history of Yunmeng and passed down to future generations. In thousands of years, when people in the world mention she, they will all belong to he.

The sound of the konghou gradually reaches its climax, like the broken jade from Kunshan and the weeping dew of hibiscus.

Jiang Rongrong didn’t know what the well-dressed prince sitting in the high position was thinking. She heard the song and knew the elegant meaning. She raised her soft hands, and through the clouds and rain, she outlined that breathtaking face, and smiled brightly, filling the palace with glory.

The music gradually stopped, and the dance was over. No one in the hall cheered, and they could not come back to their senses. The princess danced just now, with an ethereal posture, like entering a fairyland. Except for Rong Jue and Rong Chen, who had been influenced by Jiang Rongrong’s appearance since childhood, and the emperor, who were still clear, everyone was immersed in the beautiful scenery just now and couldn’t extricate themselves.

The third prince who originally planned to watch the show has long since passed away. The eyes of Rong Jue beside him are like fire under the ice field. There is strong heat under the calm appearance. His eyes gently cover her whom he has loved since childhood, like a fine cocoon, wrapping her inch by inch.

Jiang Rongrong arranged her appearance elegantly and stepped forward to salute the emperor:

“My appearance is so ugly. May your emperor be healthy and live as long as the Southern Mountains. May my clouds and mountains be splendid and my country be long-lasting.”

The soft voice floated under the moonlit sky, and everyone was awakened. They all praised the Crown Princess as worthy of being Mrs. Huai’an’s disciple. This time, she was better than her master. Some people saw that the Crown Prince Rong Jue seemed to have a dull expression, and some optimistically congratulated Rong Chen: “The Crown Prince has married such a fairy-like cousin. It is really a blessing and a joy to congratulate.”

As soon as Jiang Rongrong returned to Rong Chen, he hugged her waist. She had no idea that he had been thinking about this soft waist for a long time.

She let him hold her hand, and only heard he speaking politely to the congratulatory person, but involuntarily turned his eyes to Rong Jue.

He was lowering his head to brush away the dust on the cup, his side face was like a jade statue that was not stained by dust, neither sad nor happy.

He is not far away, you will hear it.

Now that she saw his unconcerned expression, although she felt a little sad in her heart, she felt more relieved.

Rong Jue, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.

Only she herself knows why she agreed so easily.

This dance was the last dance that Mrs. Huai’an taught her to dance when she left the capital. The name is called bending the waist, but it means parting.

The master said that when she was separated from her lover by the Canglang River, she saw a pair of wild geese that were forced to separate by the water. She felt something in her heart, so she imitated the shape of the birds and created this dance.

There is too much to ask for in the world, and when love is gone, at this moment, dance replaces it.

From now on, the old friendship between you and me will never be mentioned again. The temple is high, the rivers and lakes are far away, the mountains are long and the rivers are wide, and the dusk is heavy. I hope you will cherish it.

The author has something to say:

I feel exhausted after writing this chapter =0=

Nong Nong has noticed the changes in Rong Jue, so she wants to use this to stop him, but she still doesn’t understand men too well. This will only make Rong Jue want her more.【Spread your hands

I really love to make things happenﾍ(´ー｀ﾍ)