"Dance for you?"
Hua Qing'er tilted her head and chuckled: "What kind of request is this? If you want to see it, I will dance for you."
"This is my wish now, sister Qing'er. Now your dancing skills won't be unfamiliar."
"I also practice regularly, and my Tianxuan Peak martial arts are all based on dance. Just sit here and watch."
Hua Qing'er thought for a moment and then continued, "Let me dance to you "Qing Ping Tiao".
After getting up and adjusting her clothes, Hua Qing'er slowly walked to the lake not far from Qingya, making orchids with her fingers and dancing gracefully.
The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the threshold, and the dew is thick. Hua Qing'er spun on the spot, her red clothes swaying, and her black hair swaying, just like the peonies blooming by the lake.
If we hadn't seen him at the top of Qunyu Mountain, he would have met at Yaotai under the moon. Hua Qing'er tapped her toes and jumped into the lake. She stood as light as a maple leaf on the water, as if she was drifting on the Tianhe River while looking at the moon.
A branch of red dew is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are heartbreaking. With a fingertip, little ripples appeared on the calm lake, and then the water splashed around Hua Qing'er to form lotus flowers. The scattered water droplets fell on her body, just like the morning dew condensed on the peony petals, which made people feel Fascinating.
May I ask who in the Han Palace looks like it? Poor Feiyan Yi Xinzhuang. The dancing posture is graceful, the red leaves are flying, no matter how beautiful the goddess is, she will lose her luster at this moment.
The two famous beauties are in love with each other, and the king looks on with a smile. The flowers on the water surface raised their cloud sleeves and jumped up with a long water mark, as if they were covered by light clouds and swayed like snow in the flowing wind.
To explain the infinite hatred of the spring breeze, the agarwood pavilion leans against the langan in the north. Surrounded by water flowers, Hua Qing'er stepped on the lake and grew lotuses step by step. Finally, she jumped up like catkins and landed in front of Qingya. In her hand, there was a lotus made of lake water, with seven petals and nine cores. With the flow of water waves.
"How's it going? Does it look good?"
Holding the lotus in both hands, Hua Qing'er panted slightly, exhaling a hint of orchid-like fragrance from her teeth.
"Hey, wake up, I've finished dancing."
Looking at Qing Ya who fell into obsession, Hua Qing'er turned the lotus in her hand into lake water again and sprinkled it on Qing Ya's face.
"ah,"
Awakened by the coolness on his face, Qingya noticed that Hua Qing'er had finished dancing and was standing in front of him with his hands folded.
"Qing, sister Qing'er. Why did you splash the lake water on my face?" Qing Ya asked as he wiped the water drops from his face.
"What are you doing? Tell me, I'm dancing hard for you to see, why are you sitting here in a daze?"
Hua Qing'er put her hands on her hips and asked with a hint of anger.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Sister Qing'er, I didn't mean to be distracted. Your dance is so beautiful. Just like what is described in the poem, after this moment of surprise, I no longer yearn for the goddess."
"Isn't that an exaggeration?"
Hearing Qing Ya's praise, the arrogant Hua Qing'er immediately blushed, lowered her head, and said in a low voice, "This is the first time I have danced specifically for people to see."
"I really hope I can always watch you dance, Sister Qing'er." Qing Ya sighed.
"As long as Qingya wants to see it, I can jump to show it to you at any time."
Among the red leaves all over the sky, she is the most beautiful scenery.
"Besides going back to Huaying Tower this time, do you have any other plans?"
After the dance, Hua Qing'er asked about her next plan.
"Master said that in addition to visiting relatives and friends this time, she also asked me to travel around the world, which can be regarded as a kind of practice. How about you, Sister Qing'er?"
"Travel?" Hua Qing'er's eyes instantly lit up when she heard this word. That means we can go to other places to play for a while and then come back. "
"The world is full of suffering, birth, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows. What's so fun about it." Obviously Qingya has no nostalgia for this world.
"Oh, don't be so pessimistic. In the worst case, just go play with me, okay." Hua Qing'er begged, shaking Qing Ya's arm.
"Okay, okay, where do you want to go?"
Unable to withstand her request, Qingya had no choice but to agree.
"I want to go to Chang'an."
Hua Qing'er blurted out immediately.
"Chang'an?"
"Yes, Chang'an. It's an imperial city, and people from all over the world can meet there. And it has a history of thousands of years, and many legendary stories happened there. Maybe my parents will also be in Chang'an. ?”
"Looking at Hua Qing'er's eyes full of longing, Qing Ya also thought of his parents who he had never met. He had become indifferent after experiencing the ups and downs of the world, but Hua Qing'er was in the flower season of sentimentality. Naturally, he couldn't help but miss him in his heart. .
Then Qingya said slowly: "Then after we return to Huaying Tower, we will leave Chang'an."
It was past noon, and the two of them had been staying by the lake in the back mountain for more than a morning without realizing it.
After looking at the sky, Hua Qing'er slowly stood up: "It's getting late. Let's go back and prepare what we need to take down the mountain tomorrow. I'll come find you and go down the mountain with you early tomorrow morning."
On the occasion of parting, the two of them kept talking to each other for a long time. It was not until the sun passed over their heads and gradually began to set to the west that the two of them left.
There was no practice this morning. As soon as Qingya returned to Yaoguang Peak, he was dragged by Liu Bailu to have a sparring session. As for the "Nine Songs" that had not yet been read on the table, it had to be postponed until the evening.
"That's it for today, go take a shower and come back."
Finally, Liu Bailu kicked Qingya in the back, sending him flying far into the bamboo forest in the distance.
With a pop, Qingya fell heavily into the lake among the bamboo forests, causing a wave of high waves.
Fortunately, the depth of the center of the lake is much greater than that of the shore. Otherwise, judging from the force of the fall, Qingya would have hit the bottom of the lake firmly.
After surfacing, Qingya smiled bitterly and shook his head. No matter what level of cultivation he had reached, Liu Bailu could always easily kick him away. This was the case three years ago and the same three years later.
After wiping the water on his face, Qingya slowly swam towards the shore.
"Liu Yushou is still so ruthless today, hehehe. Young Master, yesterday's clothes have been washed and dried for you. Please give me the clothes you changed."
Seeing Qing Ya's embarrassed look, Zhu Yun on the shore couldn't help but cover her lips and chuckle.
"I'm so sorry to bother you like this every day."
"It's really boring to be in this bamboo forest every day. Helping the young master wash a few clothes is the only thing I can do in a day, so don't say these irrelevant words anymore."
Zhuyun wrung out the clothes Qingya had changed and neatly folded them. After saying goodbye to Qingya, she hugged the clothes and walked into the depths of the bamboo forest.
