Village Girl Struggle

Ningxue grinds her back teeth and takes a breath, only then can she maintain a smile on her face.

"The room is narrow and there is no music to accompany it. I'm afraid it's..."

The little Taoist smiled very generously, "It doesn't matter if there is no music. We are watching dances, not listening to music. If there is not enough space, this is easy, outside the yard..."

Ningxue hurriedly took the words and said, "That slave family is here to show their ugliness."

The outer yard is the guest house of Baiyun Hall. Pilgrims come and go from time to time. If someone sees this red girl from the Drunken Moon Tower, where can I put my face?

Ningxue deserves to have stayed in the brothel for a long time, although it sounds a bit condescending at first, but when she thinks that she can dance in front of men, she can naturally dance in front of women. After thinking about this, she feels like it. A lot calmer.

After speaking, he stepped on the ground in the middle of the field, but in a random stance, Weiwu was a little bit flamboyant at first.

Although there is no music to accompany him, Ningxue’s body seems to have a regularly beaten drum, which spins and flies, all in harmony with the inaudible beat, and the breeze is breezy while the clothes are flying, and the posture is hundreds of times. It's not that the two of them are watching with their eyes wide open, how can one think that a person's body can actually make a dazzling variety of poses?

At the end of the dance, Ning Xueping gasped slightly, and bowed to Jiang Ying, "Please give me some advice."

Jiang Ying smiled slightly and was about to speak, when the little girl next to her clapped her hands vigorously.

"Ms. Ningxue really deserves her reputation, she dances so beautifully!"

With a smile on her face, Ningxue bent slightly towards the little Daoist aunt, thanking the little Daoist for her straightforward compliment.

She has a long-standing reputation in Zuiyuelou, and there are countless courtiers under her skirts. There are not hundreds of poems written to praise her for her dancing like a human being, but there are dozens of them, but they are praised by women and do not have a sour meaning. . This is really the first time.

Seeing Ningxue turned her head back and looked at herself with a slight smile, as if she was really waiting for her to comment, Jiang Ying laughed, "Ms. Ningxue really has a superior dance skill and is very pleasing to the eye, but..."

Ning Xue's heart sighed, still smiling on her face, waiting for the third lady to finish.

But a village girl who hasn't seen the world very much, except for a few boasting words with the crowd, can he not believe what way to say?

Jiang Ying glanced at Ningxue's left foot. Said, "When Ningxue dances, she tried her best to suppress it. The dance is almost perfect, only on her left foot, it seems to be a little stagnant, and it can't be seen when doing ordinary movements. It can only be ignored when one foot is hard. I can see that when I want to come for an appointment, I have suffered a lot of pain in my early years, and I will need to take care of my body in the future. This kind of violent movement should be used as little as possible, and more decoctions should be added for recuperation."

Ning Xue was surprised.

When she fled from a foreign country in her early years, she injured her foot. It's just that at that time, he almost couldn't take care of his life. Wherever he has the ability to take medicine to heal injuries, just let it grow well.

After that, it rains on cloudy days. Or a little fatigue, there will be a dull pain in the ankle. It's just that when she dances, she will naturally try her best to suppress it, and no one has ever noticed it. After only the pain, you will become limping. It takes several days to recover, so she performs at most once a month.

Unexpectedly, today it was the third lady who was supposed to have little knowledge to explain it.

And the tone of the words. I couldn't see any happiness at all. Although the words were indifferent, it was the first time in the past few years that I had heard about her hurting feet, and there was an unspeakable feeling in my heart.

As he turned his eyes, a deeper smile appeared, "Miss, indeed, my eyes are like torches. My feet were indeed slapped a few days ago, but now it's better. Thank you Miss for reminding me."

Jiang Ying smiled slightly, knowing that she deliberately concealed her old wounds, and didn't point them out, and waited steadily for the beauty to speak out.

"Miss San, the slave family wants to beg..."

I just hung up a pair of feeling trapped, soft intestines, and dilemma. I was about to talk about the topic, but I heard the little Taoist yelling, "Oh, your feet are not comfortable. Why don't you sit down and talk? Sit down." Sit down quickly, what if something goes wrong in the future? The big guy won't be able to look at that beautiful music and dance anymore?"

Jiang Yingren smiled and nodded, "What the little road leader said is, girl, please sit down."

Sure enough, the silly Daoist who interrupted the others talks or something, which is the most annoying!

The corners of Ningxue's lips twitched slightly when she heard "What's wrong with it?", she felt deeply that when she came to see Yun San today, she seemed to be out of the house and didn't read the almanac.

Sitting on the last seat, Ningxue took up the conversation again, "The slave family is in the land of fireworks, but she has long been tired of the prosperity, and is looking forward to a place to settle down. Since meeting Master Han, the slave family has a deep obsession. It's hard for me to be in love, so I dared to ask the third lady to fulfill the infatuation of the slave family. The slave family is willing to serve in front of Young Master Han and Miss Han for the rest of her life."

She didn't know if she was afraid of being interrupted again, Ningxue said quickly this time, but she didn't keep up with the expression she had originally brewed, but she looked a little weird instead.

With that, Ningxue, who had just sat down, knelt before Jiang Ying again.

Jiang Ying suddenly realized.

Oh, it turns out that this girl is a romantic affair caused by the high cold?

I thought of the rumors that the name of the high-cold wind resounded throughout the capital, and the brothel was home for many years...

Well, that brothel seems to be called Zuiyuelou, so this girl has long been...

Jiang Ying looked up and down, and couldn't help but nodded secretly in his heart, what a lovely person who was as bright as a rose.

A pair of Danfeng peach eyes, with clear waves in the eyes, with a bun on the head, and a pair of phoenix hairpins obliquely inserted.

The pink 靥 is intoxicating, the lips are red, and the spring color between the eyebrows is as promised, she is indeed a woman who has gained the harmony of yin and yang.

However, if you look closely, you can see the slightly tired blue under the eyes, even though it is covered with powder.

Looking at her dress again, she wore a plain white fragrant gauze skirt with a soft rouge-colored smoky waist around her waist, and under her feet were embroidered shoes with a pair of butterflies inlaid with red gold wings and fragrant wood.

Well, it seems that this girl is also quite wealthy.

Do you want to be a concubine for Gao Han?

Jiang Ying put his finger on the table and clicked a few times.

According to the rules of this world, don't all men bring concubines and aunts into the mansion until they become relatives?

Why is this guy rushing and roaring from the door of the newspaper? What's happening here?

Is it coming... to demonstrate?

After knowing it, Jiang Ying looked complicatedly at Beauty Ningxue, who was kneeling on the ground in a humble posture. Ningxue also seemed to feel Jiang Ying's thoughts, and his eyes were a little bit provocative in the pity of Chuchu.

Before Jiang Ying could answer, he listened to the little Taoist screaming.

"Oh, Miss Ningxue, your vision is really... that Young Master Han is a big bad guy, how can you be willing to serve that big bad guy? Even Xiaoying wants to marry her, I'm not happy,..."

Little Taoist aunt still remembers the hatred of the people from the alpine belt that day.

Ever since I learned that Jiang Ying and the bad guy are going to get married, I have a stick of incense every day in front of the Sanqing Patriarch.

I pray for the blessing of the patriarch, so that the bad guy will rise to bliss early, so as not to miss Xiaoying's life.

"Ningxue also doesn't want to continue this kind of fireworks selling laughter, and asks the young lady to fulfill it..."

Ningxue looked at Jiang Ying thoughtfully, and only then had the pleasure of hitting his rivals in her heart. Even though she had a headache when she was interrupted by the little Daogu, she still smiled in her heart and said this sincerely on her face.

"Miss Ningxue doesn't want to stay in the Zuiyue Tower. Then you can come to our Baiyun Hall. The Master Suqiu in the front yard of the Baiyun Hall used to be an official skill, and now it's good to be a monk."

Little Daoist blinked her big eyes to persuade her.

Baiyuntang is so good, if it wasn't for Xiaoying to become a biological baby, he would definitely pull Xiaoying to be a Taoist aunt.

If this girl Ningxue enters the Baiyun Hall, every year in the future, there will be a dance of Ningxue girl...

Actually want to become a nun by himself? Also compare yourself with that old and declining official skill?

Ningxue bit her lower lip, this talkative little girl!

This interaction fell in Jiang Ying's eyes, and Jiang Ying smiled and glanced at the little Taoist aunt.

"Miaoyu, I don't think this girl has a heart toward Dao, so why do you bother with others?"

Ningxue hurriedly nodded in agreement, "Thank you Miss for your understanding."

But what's the matter with this young lady?

Shouldn't you be so angry that tears are rolling and Huarong pales? ,

How can you still speak for yourself in such a good time?

Could it be that I have met a truly virtuous person who does not match?

If this is the case, having this stupid girl in the main room would be her own good fortune.

Ningxue was thinking about it a thousand times, and only listened to Jiang Ying, "Ms. Ningxue said that she would like to serve Young Master Han and Miss Ben for life, but she didn't say everything in detail, so I'll ask you first."

Ningxue sneered in her heart. Isn't this just showing her feet?

"Miss, please speak. Ningxue knows everything."

The corners of Jiang Ying's lips curled up, and his eyes looked at Ningxue, with a smile but a smile.

"A girl has skills and is considered a talent everywhere. Since she is willing to serve her body, I am naturally happy. However, there is only one person, how can we serve two masters at the same time? Are you willing to serve me or the cold man? If I want to serve me, I will send someone to redeem the girl and be a maid by my side. I don’t have to do any work. I just dance and sing when the lady is interested. How about?"

What does this mean?

Ningxue felt that her mind was not enough, as if she had been struck by lightning.

"The Nujia, the Nujia,..."

Persuading the waitress is nothing more than saying that. Which little concubine and aunts in this world come in under the banner of serving the master and madam, but the actual work is not everyone knows?

Why did this young lady recognize it? Or is this pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Ningxue only felt that she couldn't open her mouth and said that she only wanted to serve the son.

"In the future, the young lady will marry. Naturally, both of them will be masters of the slave family, and they will both serve."

Jiang Ying frowned slightly, "I just said that a person can't be divided into two halves, but you are talking about serving the law no matter what, can you accompany the cold son at night and dance to this young lady during the day? The girl burns two ends like this. , I'm afraid it won't last long?"

A red cloud burned up on Ningxue's face.

Where did the noble lady come from, how can she say that she didn't even harm her ashamed?