Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

It was already late at night, and the road was pitch dark. Except for a lamp in Mo Xiang's hand, there was a patch of light in front of him.

When Ziling saw that Mo Xiang was leading the emperor, she quickly nodded to Lingrong. Lingrong naturally understood and danced the "Jinghong Dance".

The emperor liked it most when his concubines put some thought into him. Zhen Huan relied on these thoughts to please the emperor step by step.

Meizhuang pretended to lose the bracelet accidentally, which made Meizhuang regain favor. I think the emperor would also like her "sincerity".

Before the emperor entered the pavilion, he saw the mausoleum dancing gracefully and looked at it with attention. The mausoleum's figure was swaying and dancing gracefully. Today's makeup was not as pure and lovely as before. The eyebrows and eyes were much more gorgeous, and the wide sleeves were hanging in the air. Flying.

There was no sound of silk, bamboo or wind instruments, only Ling Rong danced alone.

The emperor didn't know much about dance. At first, he didn't know what Ling Rong was dancing. He only felt that his figure was graceful and graceful, as graceful as a startling dragon. It was very charming when reflected by the little bits of light. After stopping to look at it for a while, he was surprised to find that it was actually "The Shocking Dragon". "Hong Wu", the emperor's eyes were stunned and he stared at the mausoleum.

The dance form of Ling Rong also imitates Queen Chunyuan step by step. Naturally, it is even harder to distinguish the face even more clearly when wearing a veil.

Ling Rong has explored the memory of the original person. The original person has never seen "Dance of the Ring" before. The only time he saw it was when Zhen Huan performed it at Princess Wen Yi's birthday banquet. It is beautiful. After a slight adaptation, it just doesn't look like Queen Chunyuan. Well, as a stand-in, the biggest failure is that he doesn't look like her anymore.

After the dance, Lingrong walked from the pavilion to the emperor. The other maids also stepped back in time, "Silang." Lingrong's tone was more provocative.

"Okay, okay." The emperor said several times in succession, "Rou'er dances like a lotus flower, which is a feast for my eyes." However, after a few words of praise, the emperor changed the subject, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes, "How could Rou'er choose this dance?"

Lingrong couldn't hide her thoughts and lowered her head with a very disappointed expression, "Silang didn't like it. Rou'er had heard about the "Jinghong Dance" adapted by the late empress since she was a child. Women often danced this dance by the well. I put my heart into the dance, but I just learned it in a hurry, and I don't have any special skills. I heard that the maid in the palace said that Shiro loved this dance the most, so Rou'er practiced it for a long time before she had the courage to perform it."

Lingrong explained the reasons clearly one sentence at a time, and the emperor's brows opened little by little.

The mausoleum looked like a frightened bird, and her voice was also weak. She lowered her eyes and eyebrows, looking weak and pitiful. "But I can't dance well. I'm not disrespectful to the late empress. I hope the emperor will notice clearly."

The emperor lifted the veil from Lingrong's face, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were full of drunkenness, and besides being weak, she also hinted at squeamishness.

"Why did Rou'er drink? This dance is very good, just like the way Queen Chunyuan danced that day. I'm a little in a trance..." The emperor sighed, and for a moment, Lingrong was shocked to realize that the emperor was much older.

Ling Rong: "I heard that wine can strengthen my courage, so I drank a few sips. I was not lucky enough to see Queen Chunyuan perform this dance. I just wanted to make Shiro smile. I didn't dare to compare with it. If there were even one or two points If they are similar, then it is a great blessing for the concubine."

I don’t know whether it was because of the hot weather or because Lingrong was shy in his dancing clothes. The emperor was feeling hot all over and his mouth and tongue were dry. It happened that Lingrong had the courage to drink the rest of the wine on the Eight Immortals table. Lingrong looked at the emperor with innocent eyes. , the emperor hugged the mausoleum and returned to the house.

The fragrance of warmth broke out, and the emperor was confused and a little drunk. There were waves of ambiguous sounds in the room. Lingrong saw that the emperor was in a good mood and cooperated well. The emperor said unbelievable love words, and Lingrong acted naively. The girl's posture was all Nuo Nuo responded.

Lingrong was not as cautious as before, but took the initiative. She was so bold that she hooked the emperor with her delicate eyes and clung to his arms. Her exposed shoulders were full of ambiguous marks, which reflected on Lingrong's flawless white skin. Extraordinarily enchanting, leaving a fiery kiss mark on the emperor's chest.

The emperor did not expect that Ling Rong would be so bold today. He smiled and hugged Ling Rong again.

After finishing, Ling Rong was so tired that he didn't want to move. He muttered: "It's all Shiro's fault. How will Rou'er see anyone tomorrow? I'm so embarrassed." After that, he covered his eyes.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault." After the emperor had eaten and drank enough, he naturally followed the mausoleum in everything, "Do you still have the strength to take a bath? Do you want me to carry you?"

"Just let Ziling help you. I heard from the empress that Shiro was busy with government affairs and hadn't had a good sleep for a long time. Rou'er specifically asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs for some soothing spices. The small building was lit when he came. Your Majesty, please go to bed early. ." Lingrong put on a cloak and got out of bed to take a bath.