Gradually the bonfire was lit, and everyone was sitting in front of the bonfire, laughing and drinking. Ayinar thought of something and suddenly pulled An Gui towards the center of the bonfire.
Then under An Gui's suspicious gaze, he smiled slightly and said softly: "Wang, can I dance a dance from the Central Plains for you? I guarantee you will like it."
Hearing this, An Gui turned his head to look at Ye Ranran, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with interest, "Okay."
Aynar saluted with a smile, then put on a enchanting posture in the bonfire and asked everyone: "Do you want to see me dance?"
"Think about it!"
"Aynar, dance well, the king is yours tonight!"
"Hahaha, this is our most beautiful Aynar!"
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The soldiers in Jinloulan liked Ayinal very much. At this moment, she said she wanted to perform. Most of them were shouting in support. Some even brought instruments to accompany Aynar. Everyone participated enthusiastically. , making the atmosphere more and more lively.
"Come on, let's all sing with you!"
"Ainar is indeed the king's favorite concubine, she is so beautiful."
"The king brought Aynar to benefit all of us. We can all see Aynar's performance."
As these soldiers spoke, they had already picked up the instruments in their hands, and their shouts were loud.
Ayinar glanced at Ye Ranran provocatively, and then said with a smile: "Wang, I am not as good as the girl from Zhongyuan after all. Now I am just trying to attract others, and I hope that the girl from Zhongyuan can give you a better performance soon. "
Hearing this, Ye Ranran narrowed her eyes slightly. She was a girl who was not as good as Zhongyuan. This was obviously a trap for her.
Ye Ranran originally didn't want to attack this woman, but the other party was obviously provocative. If she allowed the other party to cheat her, she would look a little weak.
So, under the woman's trouble-making smile, Ye Ranran folded her arms and motioned for her to start first.
After realizing that after saying this, Ye Ranran was not nervous at all, Ayinar still felt a little irritable in his heart.
However, she has her own way of pleasing An Gui, so she doesn't worry that An Gui won't like her after this performance.
"Wang, the song I performed for you was the song from Zhongyuan... your favorite before. It said it represented my love for you..." Ayinar said while winking at Ye Ranran.
This means that she is telling Ye Ranran that she and An Gui are in love, making Ye Ranran jealous and uncomfortable.
Ye Ranran only thought it was funny, she didn't care at all.
Even if An Gui's face looks exactly like Xiao Sichen's, she can't be jealous.
After all, An Gui is not Xiao Sichen.
She definitely won't feel jealous or uncomfortable for someone who doesn't deserve it.
Immediately afterwards, I saw Ayinar's performance begin. The music played on Hu people's instruments, even if it was in the style of the Central Plains, had an enchanting and exotic feeling, which made people feel particularly different.
Aynar was posing in the campfire and soon started singing——
"The jianjia is green, and the white dew is like frost. The so-called Yiren is on the side of the water. If you follow it back, the road is long and blocked. If you follow it back, you will be in the middle of the water. The jianjia is luxuriant, and the white dew is still fresh. The so-called Yiren is on the bank of the water. . If you follow it when you trace back, you will be able to escape when the road is blocked. If you follow it when you trace back, you will feel like you are swimming in the water.
The jianjia is collected, and the white dew has not stopped. The so-called beauty is in the river of water. Go back from the road, resistance and right. If you go back and swim from it, you will be swimming in the water. "
This song has been adapted in modern times, which is different from the ancient style music. It was the first time Ye Ranran heard the ancient style version, and it really felt refreshing.
But Ayinar's singing was too brothel-style, and every gesture was to please An Gui, which made her feel that the beauty of the music was ruined.
But looking at the reaction of the soldiers on the side, they really liked the sound of the song.
Even after Aynar finished singing, many soldiers held their wine glasses high and praised her.
"It's no wonder he is our Jinloulan lark, he sings so well!"
"When the emperor of the Central Plains saw her singing, his heart would be moved, right?"
"Haha, our Ayinar must not be replaced. The king loves her so much, and he must not be replaced!"
Ayinal enjoyed everyone's praise. When they heard that they were talking about the same thing, he walked over step by step and said to Ye Ranran: "Can you... know how to sing?"
Ye Ranran folded her arms and said in a faint tone: "Not very good at it."
"Oh, you're not very good at singing... Then am I embarrassing you by asking you to sing now?" Ayinar smiled, but when he turned around and looked at An Gui, his eyes changed again. It was that feeling of tenderness and kindness, she said softly:
"Wang, since this sister can't sing, I shouldn't make things difficult for her, lest she get angry at Wang if she's unhappy. That would be my fault."
"Yeah." An Gui's deep eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze always staying on Ye Ranran.
Seeing Ayinar's provocative look, Ye Ranran yawned and said lazily, "I can give it a try."
"Oh... If you're not good at singing, then stop singing. We in Jin Loulan are all good at singing and dancing. If you don't sing or dance well, you will be laughed at by them." Ayinar said. The deputy said with a friendly expression on Ye Ranran's face, "We are sisters, and I am advising you for your own good."
sisters?
A cold smile appeared in Ye Ranran's eyes. She was so good for her, so good as a sister. This woman's positioning of herself was probably a bit wrong.
"How do you know I'm going to be a joke?"
After saying that, she saw Ye Ranran getting up and walking straight towards the fire. She borrowed the huqin from one of the soldiers and plucked the strings at random. After making sure it was the sound she wanted, she tilted it Looking at An Gui, he said, "Most people in the Central Plains have never heard of the music I know."
"Really? Sister, you have to sing for us... I hope your music won't be bad." Ayinar said, leaning into An Gui's arms.
But at this moment, An Gui refused the woman's approach, and instead stared deeply at Ye Ranran.
That expression seemed to be looking for something.
Ye Ranran gently plucked the strings, showed the prelude that came to her mind, blessed everyone, and sat on a stone with the etiquette in a costume drama.
Then, her clear voice sounded in the night sky——
"The vast sorrow, the vast calamity. The short song ends, the bright moon is missing. The beautiful city is gloomy, with green blood in it. Sometimes the blue is exhausted, and the blood is also sometimes extinguished, and a wisp of smoke is never cut off. Is it true or false? Turn into a butterfly."
The moment the sound fell, the soldiers around the campfire were stunned.
They had never heard such an ethereal song, and they never expected that this song was so close to their lives in the desert.
After a long time, a soldier reacted and exclaimed: "It sounds good, I have never heard anything so good!"
