Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

Before Miss Mu Qing appeared, two women in Akagi became household names.

One is that no one has ever seen the true face of Jieyulou. Jieyuhua is prosperous times Ronghua, and the other is Mu Qingshuang, the eldest daughter of Mu Zuo Prime Minister’s Mansion.

But even if I had never seen the true face, many people had seen Miss Ronghua, who was singing and dancing in the world, but I had never seen Miss Qingshuang from the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion.

She took her away with all her eyes.

Standing among the crowd, she was full of clothes. She looked up and looked at the man above with a smiley expression. She couldn't see him clearly. She lowered her body to salute.

When I stood up, I had already started dancing.

Every step, bending, turning over, and swaying sleeves has a kind of charm. The expression on the face is dull, and it makes people feel blurred as if it comes from a faraway place.

Maybe there are not many people who understand her here, and even her equally arrogant father doesn’t know what she wants, but the sadness revealed by the dance really makes people feel something.

Bei Muqing didn't understand dance. The last time she was able to amazed the four of them was just relying on the vixen. However, now she looked at Mu Qingshuang who was dancing, but she seemed to feel the deep sorrow that came out of her body.

Lord Zuo Xiang looked at her, but he was a little worried, and his eyes looked at the empresses next to him from time to time.

Shuang'er has always been aware of the rules in his work, so he didn't specifically explain to her that this dance would be enough. If it was just a Hundred Flowers Festival today, it would be nothing, but today, except for the Hundred Flowers Festival, it was the emperor's birth. Huang Sheng

Needless to say, which of the empresses doesn't want to leave a good impression on the emperor? But, Shuang'er's dance is completely unnecessary, and now, he feels that she doesn't want to dance.

In a good mind, it is just using its usual level, and even exceeds it.

He even forgot how long it took for him to have seen his daughter dance. Because she was no longer like she was when she was a child, she always followed her everywhere.

The seemingly extremely soft body was sometimes full of strength. She handled every detail very well throughout the dance.

Several officials, whether it is Wang Guizi, often come to Jieyulou. Looking at the dance of the lady in the prime minister's house, I felt a little familiar, but I couldn't say it, and in the end I could only return it to the past.

Just see Miss Shuang'er's dance.

The soft waist half-tilted back, covering her sleeves in front of her, looking like she wanted to speak but she was still resting.

Everyone thought the dance was over and was about to applaud. But her body turned, showing that the dance was not over.

However, even the prime minister was surprised. He never thought that his daughter, who should be raised in the boudoir, still knew light skills.

She gently tapped the ground with her toes and her body jumped up in the air. Her bright dress flew with the wind, as beautiful as a fairy in the world.

All eyes moved with her figure, and the trees beside her made a rustling sound. She flew down from a distance, and countless petals built from the sky, landed on her body, and on every corner.

Many people may not forget that scene, but some may never remember it.

Five years later, she danced in front of him again.

Her body stopped in the middle, and she placed her hands on her waist, and saluted her blessed body: "I wish Your Majesty as the constant sun, as the rising moon, as the longevity of the southern mountain, as long as the longevity of the pine and cypress, all of which may be borne."