Chapter 1083: The Dance is Beautiful
Wei Xueying's head looked forward slightly, her beautiful and deep eyebrows wrinkled together, and her eyes showed a look of surprise.
After all, anyone in this bleak and gloomy place will be surprised and surprised to see a woman dancing in white.
She stepped on her feet and unconsciously walked in the direction of Ye Xinmei's dance.
After taking a few steps, he stopped, and his face became solemn.
If she walked in, she would disturb people, and besides, what was she doing? How could you involuntarily want to walk in and watch the woman dance?
Ye Xinmei is a beauty, although she didn't take a closer look, but Ye Xinmei's dancing posture is beautiful, when dancing, she suddenly frowns, and suddenly smiles, showing a faint joy, and her daughter's little shyness, plus the look on her face is changeable, and her delicate and slender body seems to contain a kind of light, which makes the surrounding things lose their brilliance.
Wei Xueying thought that it should be Ye Xinmei's dance that attracted her.
I can't imagine that in this world, there are still people who can dance so beautifully and attractively.
After a while, Ye Xinmei's dance was over, but she stopped in front of the tombstone with a heavy and sad face, with a hint of resentment on the corner of her mouth.
Wei Xueying's eyes narrowed, and she looked at the woman carefully, although there was a distance, she still saw Ye Xinmei's appearance clearly.
And, judging from the breath on Ye Xinmei's body, this is a woman with a story, and this story is obviously very sad.
Ye Xinmei noticed that someone was looking at her again, and she followed her gaze and saw Wei Xueying, who was not far from her.
Her face was stunned, and she was also surprised when she saw Wei Xueying again, because Wei Xueying was also a beauty.
Wei Xueying's facial features are upright, her skin is very white, she looks pure and tender, like milk, and her glowing white skin looks delicate and durable, like a delicate lotus flower.
Wei Xueying's temperament is dignified and elegant, and there is a noble atmosphere invisibly, and there is a bit of dusty temperament on her body.
Her intuition told her that Wei Xueying was not a simple person, and she was surprised that she would see a beautiful woman here, and this person was still staring at her and dancing.
Wei Xueying and Ye Xinmei were shocked because they looked at each other, with surprise and surprise in their eyes, and more surprise.
Wei Xueying stood there with an extremely long figure, her lips pursed tightly.
Stunned for a moment, she put away her surprise, frowned and looked at Ye Xinmei, who was almost a head taller than her, and walked in slowly.
Ye Xinmei looked at Wei Xueying and walked in, with inquiry written on her face.
For some reason, Wei Xueying's calm eyes concealed sharp eyes, just looking at each other, invisibly giving her an indescribable pressure.
Wei Xueying walked into Ye Xinmei, looked at Ye Xinmei and praised: "Your dance is very beautiful." She really likes to watch Ye Xinmei's dance.
"Thanks for the compliment." Ye Xinmei calmly and silently retracted her gaze, and said goodbye in a soft tone: "I'm leaving." Then she didn't make any stays, because she didn't want to know Wei Xueying.
Wei Xueying watched Ye Xinmei leave and smiled helplessly.
All right! She just thinks Ye Xinmei's dancing is good and wants to get to know her, but people don't want to know her at all.
Since this is the case, she didn't have to say any more, so her eyelashes drooped slightly, turned away, and walked in the opposite direction of Ye Xinmei, her clear eyes never fell a speck of dust.
"It's strange that this man came to the cemetery to dance." The palace maid said cautiously, feeling that Ye Xinmei was really not right.
Wei Xueying didn't speak, her expression was indifferent.
"Queen Mother, you said that this person was born so beautiful, but he danced here, do you think it would be a ghost?" The palace maid said in shock, her face changed.
Wei Xueying glanced at the palace maid coldly, and accused in a low tone: "What is this brain thinking?" There are so many beauties in this world, is every beauty like a ghost? ”
The palace maid was dumbfounded and did not speak.
"Let's go! Rush back to the palace before dark. Wei Xueying laughed, then turned around and left.
After leaving Lichun, there was no personal palace maid by her side, and the palace maids who served by her side made her feel that they were all people with insufficient brains.
But it can't be helped, she doesn't want to find a personal palace maid anymore.
The palace maid nodded, and didn't say much, although she had questions, but Wei Xueying's thoughts were not something she could peep at and ask more, because as a palace maid, he knew how to measure.
Wei Xueying raised her head and glanced at the dark and dreary sky, with a faint layer of confusion on her face.
For some reason, she always felt that she would see Ye Xinmei again, which was an intuition.
After that, he felt that he was thinking too much, and he lowered his head and smiled incredulously, then quickened his pace and left the cemetery.
After Wei Xueying returned to the palace, she waited for Chu Ling to accompany her for dinner.
Since there were no other women in the palace, Chu Ling was with her whenever she had time, and she was also by her side during the night break.
They also eat together, so she is used to waiting for him to come over and then eat together.
I just waited for a long time, but I didn't see Chu Ling coming.
She looked at the sky outside through the window, it was not early, but Chu Ling was still dealing with things in the imperial study, and it seemed that she needed to go over to find someone in person.
So, Wei Xueying went to the imperial study.
As soon as she entered the study, her eyes scanned the room.
In the quiet corner of the imperial study, Chu Ling was looking at the recital seriously, because after sitting for a long time, his waist was a little sore, so he reached out and beat his waist.
When Wei Xueying saw it, her face ached, and she walked towards Chu Ling.
Chu Ling saw Wei Xueying when she walked towards him, and the moment she looked at him, a look of surprise flashed on her face: "You're back." ”
Wei Xueying came to Chu Ling, and after standing still, she said in a small voice: "I've been back a long time ago, and I've been waiting for you to come to eat, but you've been delayed." ”
Chu Ling's face changed slightly, his face froze like Yan Bing, and an embarrassed look burst out of his eyes: "I'm sorry, I forgot to be busy." He said softly, with apologies written on his face: "It's me who is not good, you wait." I'll accompany you to dinner as soon as I'm done here. "He's got some things to do.
Wei Xueying smiled slightly, took away the fold in his hand, and said in a serious tone: "No, you can't watch it anymore." You see, you've been busy these days, your beard has grown a lot, and the dark blue next to this eye is getting worse, and you need to rest. ”
In order to border the war, he has been handling government affairs in the imperial study during these times.
She knew that this was a critical moment, and he couldn't relax, but seeing his hard work, she didn't feel good in her heart, and she wanted to help him share something.
"It's okay, I'm a man, it's the way to go. Besides, it's not a big deal, don't worry about me, my body is fine. After a pause, Chu Ling added with a sneer: "Moreover, don't worry, I promise to be in good spirits at night." He smiled wickedly.
Wei Xueying heard some other meanings from Chu Ling's words, and suddenly her face was ugly, and she said with a straight face: "No, you can't do anything when I'm pregnant." ”
Chu Ling's face suddenly stepped down, and he said with a look of resignation: "Hey! Okay....." There seemed to be infinite grievances in the words.