This elf is so insane

Ever since she told Guyu that she was going to perform a sword dance at the Queen Mother's birthday banquet, Chen Yuexiao had often trained in the yard with a whittled wooden sword.

But her skills were really not good enough, so Gu Yu, who had been looking forward to it, gradually lost interest. In the end, he couldn't help but pull Heiying aside and asked: "Miss, doesn't she know how to use a sword?"

The shadow scratched his head: "I don't know, I've never seen the lady use a sword."

"Huh?"

So why did she choose sword dancing?

Chen Yuexiao happened to be a little tired from practicing, so she stopped and took a drink of water.

Gu Yu jumped down quickly and asked, "Why do you dance with a sword if you don't know how to use it?"

"Congratulations to the queen on her birthday."

"As long as you can play with the sword like this, it would be great if the queen doesn't throw you out." Gu Yu waved his hand, "You should try something else."

Chen Yuexiao shrugged: "I don't know anything else."

"How about teaching you how to dance?"

"Dance?"

"That's right. Then if you try to incorporate the sword into it, you might actually be able to do the whole sword dance." Gu Yu held her chin and said, "But whether you can learn it or not depends on your understanding."

"There's still about a week left...it's still possible to become proficient."

"Okay, give me the sword and sit down. I'll show you what it means to dance gracefully."

As Gu Yu spoke, he casually picked up the wooden sword and carried it behind his back. His movements were done in one go, as if he had practiced it countless times. Chen Yuexiao was immediately in awe.

Gu Yu's dancing posture is very soft, but the strong wooden sword can always follow her arc, and it does not affect her softness at all. On the contrary, it makes her dancing posture superb.

And she herself seems to have blended into this wonderful sword dance. Her every move and smile is elegant, but yet inaccessible.

This temporary dance made Gu Yu feel very happy. It seemed that he had gone through a fierce battle and was still unfinished.

"It would be great if there was music." Gu Yu sighed.

However, in Chen Yuexiao's eyes at this moment, Gu Yu is like an unknown immortal who was demoted to earth, complaining that no one in the world remembers her, complaining that no one is happy for her dance...

A high-profile, unscrupulous immortal!

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Yu waved his hand in front of Chen Yuexiao.

"Ah?" Chen Yuexiao came back to her senses and looked into Gu Yu's pale eyes: "I'm fine."

"Anyway, I'll teach you the most basic dance steps and hand movements first. After that, it's up to you how you want to arrange and combine them."

"Ah."

So there was a scene in the yard of a group of men in black sneaking around and watching the girl dance with the elves. ?

At first, Chen Yuexiao felt uncomfortable and wanted to reprimand the people in black who were watching the fun, but Gu Yu stopped her and said that more people would come to see her dance sword dancing, so it would be better to start getting used to this kind of gaze now. Sometimes the pressure can be less

Although the scene of the men in black watching still made Chen Yuexiao feel shy and annoyed, what Gu Yu said made sense, so she just glared at the man in black and continued practicing.

Two days later, Prince Yu arrived in the capital smoothly and prepared to attend the National Pavilion. Until now, no one has dared to jump out and cause trouble.

Guyu sat on the roof next to the bend and watched the low-key but dignified carriage slowly approaching. He only glanced at the onlookers and did not dare anyone to make trouble again.

At the same time, Chen Yuexiao had already walked out swaggering when she received the news that Prince Yu was going to Beijing. Many people hid their resentment after seeing her, and even now they only dare to look at her. A heavyweight carriage passed by, but he didn't dare to say a word.

As the carriage passed a corner, a gust of wind happened to lift the curtain, revealing the man wearing a half-mask with a dull expression inside.

Just by looking at the edges and corners, Gu Yu recognized that it was the real Ye Qingli.

However, no one accompanying her was known to her. It seemed that Ye Qingli came alone.