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Early the next morning, Ningxu was pulled out of the quilt by the Second Madam before she woke up. She stood in the Second Madam's yard in a daze, stretching her muscles with her.

The second lady asked Ningxu to continue performing the dance while she surrounded her and explained the meaning of the dance to her.

Second Madam: "The song I want to teach you is called "Falling Flower Tears". It is said that the founding emperor of the Tianle Dynasty composed this song for the goddess. It is widely circulated and there is no scholar who does not know its beauty. However, there is only one person in history who can dance this song to the fullest and express the artistic conception, and that is Princess Yonghe."

Ok?

Ningxu was awakened by this. "Madam, aren't you Princess Yonghe?"

Second Madam: "Yes! So I will let you know that under my guidance, you can definitely restore this dance perfectly! What do you think? Do you trust me?"

Ningxu: "Letter!"

In order to enter the palace to see the Third Master!

Come on Ningxu!

So, during this period of only half a month, Ningxu went in and out with the second wife all day long, just like a senior high school student who was training hard before the art exam and wished that the teacher would correct his dancing posture all the time.

Since Ningxu practiced martial arts, her limbs were quite coordinated, so the practice process was not that tiring, and she only needed to remember the movements. As a college entrance examination candidate, Ningxu's memory was certainly not bad.

On the eighth day of the eighth month, the Second Lady brought Ningxu and Tang'er into the palace. One reason was to avoid Ningxu's nervousness, and the other was that she also wanted to come and see her eldest daughter, Mo Sheng.

As soon as she entered Yanqing Palace, Ningxu smelled a very strong medicinal smell mixed with some strange odors. Ningxu thought it was the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard and did not think about it too much.

When we entered Concubine Ping's room, we saw a woman lying on the bed embroidering behind the screen. She was already pretty, and because she was seriously ill, she looked even more charming.

Ningxu couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Although they have the same name, compared with Concubine Ping, Mo Sheng is weak! This is what a lady from an ancient family should look like. How could Mo Sheng, a drunkard who hangs out in the bar every day, have the same name as Concubine Ping?

"Sheng'er!" The Second Lady was ecstatic to see Concubine Ping.

Concubine Ping also showed a smile that she hadn't seen in a long time. She put down the embroidery in her hands and said, "Mother, Tang'er, why did you come to the palace today?"

The Second Lady: "I came to see you, and by the way, this little friend..."

The second lady looked back and saw Ningxu was far away from them, so she stood up and pulled her over. Mo Tang stood behind the second lady, leaning against the bed, playing with the toy in his hand.

"Sheng'er, let me introduce you. This is Ru Meng, the new master in our family that I mentioned to you."

Ningxu: "Empress Ping." Ningxu nodded obediently.

Concubine Ping was also very happy looking at Ningxu, "I didn't expect that someone could comprehend the Yuluo sword technique so thoroughly. Grandpa will be very surprised when he finds out after he comes out of retreat. Mother, why do I feel that this child looks a bit like you?"

Concubine Ping looked carefully at Ningxu and the Second Madam's eyebrows.

The Second Madam smiled with an ambiguous tone, "Of course, this is a dancer I trained myself, and she will perform a dance tomorrow."

Concubine Ping: "Perform a dance?"

The Second Lady: "Yes! 'Falling Flower Tears'! Just wait and see, it will definitely amaze everyone tomorrow!"

Concubine Ping was raised by the Second Madam since she was a child, and she believed in her words without a doubt. She looked at Ningxu with a smile, "Rumeng, you must perform well tomorrow. It happens that you are good at martial arts, and your interpretation of this dance music must be better than your mother's."

The Second Lady: "I think so too." The Second Lady agreed.

"Falling Flower Tears" was originally a farewell song written by the founding ancestor the day before the battle with the gods. It is said that after hearing the news of the emperor's death, the first goddess resolutely chose to take up the banner of the Tianle Dynasty and fight against the gods together with the people. Unfortunately, she was imprisoned by the gods because of her lack of magic power. The goddess refused to obey and finally died in prison.

After being sung by later generations, the mood expressed by "Fallen Flower Tears" now is the determination and resentment of the goddess who was unwilling to give up after learning the news of the emperor's death and fought against the gods on her own.

Ningxu will appear on the battlefield, wearing a mask on her left face, just like the Second Lady did back then. It is said that this was the Second Lady's own idea. Because the Second Lady thought that the goddess was extremely sad, but she could not show her weakness on the battlefield, so she chose to hide her true self under the mask.

The three women in Yanqing Palace were chatting warmly about family matters. Meanwhile, on the other side, He Laofeng ran into the imperial study. "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

Third Master: "Why are you so panicked?" Third Master continued to review the memorials with the brush in his hand without looking up.

"Princess Yonghe has entered the palace!"

Third Master: "Auntie came to the palace, so she came to see Concubine Ping."

"Miss Rumeng is following behind me!"

"!"

The Third Master's hand paused in the air, and ink dripped from the tip of the pen onto the memorial.

"Then I have to go check it out!"

After the Third Master finished speaking, he threw away his brush and rushed out of the imperial study. His speed was no less than that of Mr. He.

He sneaked into Yanqing Palace. At the door of Concubine Ping's room, the maids and guards were withdrawn because Concubine Ping and her mother wanted to have a private conversation. This gave the Third Master the opportunity to sneak into the room.

The Third Master was lying on the screen with only his head sticking out, and Ningxu could see him just by looking up.

"Meng'er~Meng'er~" the Third Master called softly.

At this time, the Second Lady was having a heart-to-heart talk with Concubine Ping, so Ningxu's attention was not so focused. She heard some different voices, so she looked up and saw the Third Master.

Li Ze!

Ningxu was delighted.

When the Third Master saw her looking at him, he waved at her and wanted her to sneak out. Ningxu happened to be sitting at the bedside table of Concubine Ping. Ningxu stole a glance at the Second Madam and the others. They were talking seriously and didn't look at her.

Ningxu slowly moved her buttocks to the left and front. The moment her buttocks left the bedside table, she crouched down and moved towards the door step by step.

The Third Master also became nervous like her, with a smile that was both happy and worried on his face.

When they were almost at the screen, San Ye saw a hope of escape, so he immediately stretched out his left hand towards Ning Xu, and Ning Xu also stretched out her right hand to hold his hand, and succeeded.

The difference between their hands was only two centimeters...

"Where are you going?!"

The Second Madam's voice echoed throughout the room, and the Third Master and Ningxu stood there awkwardly.

Second Lady: "Ah? Speak, Ze'er?"

The Third Master walked out from behind the screen in frustration, holding Ningxu's hand and protecting her behind him, "Aunt, you chat with Sister Sheng'er, Meng'er has nothing to do here, why not go out and play with me."

Second Madam: "This is the Imperial Palace! Do you think the concubines and noble ladies in your harem can't see it? Don't let my good child take the blame for you."

Third Master: "Aunt, how can you say that? I secretly took Meng'er to my bedroom. Who dares to go there?"

Second Lady: "What?!"