Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

His little girl is indeed the best and can always bring him endless surprises!

At this moment, he really wanted to tell everyone in the world that the woman on the stage was his!

Huo Yuan's eyes also showed a look of surprise. He held the cup in his hand tightly, his deep eyes changed from shock, to surprise, to calmness.

She was too beautiful, so beautiful that he couldn't let go. Even if he knew that he was facing an unshakable enemy, he could no longer convince himself to give up on her.

Caiwei threw off her water sleeves, danced lightly, took a few steps back, and spun quickly. The peach-colored water sleeves rotated while slowly flying up, freezing in the air, like a fairy, enchanting everyone. .

Her wonderful dancing postures make her look like a fairy growing lotuses step by step. She is charming and changing in all kinds of ways, like a lotus blossoming, like a flying dragon shuttling, spinning, tossing, turning, opening, closing, twisting, rounding, bending, flowing water. The clouds and robes are fluttering, as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, and the eyes turn and take away people's breath.

At this time, Helana in the audience could no longer describe her feelings in words. Her eyes were as red as her dance clothes, and there were a row of deep teeth marks on her lips. No matter what, she couldn't believe that a bitch selling kebabs could dance such a wonderful dance. Come dance.

Li Ruizhu was also in the same pain as her. After seeing Caiwei's exquisite dancing, and then catching a glimpse of King Qin's enamored look, she could no longer maintain a calm and decent smile. She could only lower her head to hide her inner feelings. Manic and jealous.

Mu, Cai, Wei, you bitch, just wait for me!

She thought bitterly...

The Feitian Dance was coming to an end. Caiwei finished the last dance gracefully and skillfully, rolled up her long sleeves, and bowed down to the audience as a curtain call.

The audience was solemn and silent. The audience was silent and motionless. They had not yet recovered from the wonderful dance just now.

The scene was awkward for a moment.

Caiwei straightened up, her face slightly red.

What is going on? Why is there not even a hint of applause? She has been dancing very hard. In order to throw out the eight-meter-long water sleeve, she ignores the slight pain in her lower abdomen and uses her internal strength to throw the water sleeve away.

When dancing, in addition to the beautiful dance moves that her mother taught her, she also secretly added a few moves from the "Jinghong Dance" that she saw in a palace battle drama in her previous life. It can be said that this dance she danced "Flying Dance" combines the essence of various ancient and modern dance movements. It is a perfect combination of dance skills and internal strength. It should be regarded as a one-of-a-kind and perfect dance. However, why is there no applause?

Where is the applause?

Caiwei stood on the stage confused, looking around, feeling anxious and confused.

Suddenly, several rhythmic applause came from the men's seat near Linshui Pavilion.

Nangong Yi came to his senses first, stood up, smiled and applauded Caiwei.

Soon, everyone was awakened by his applause, and the thunderous applause instantly became like a tide, completely drowning her!

"good!"

"Wonderful!"

"This dance can only be seen in heaven, it is rare to see it on earth..."

"…"

Everyone spared no effort in praising, and their palms turned red. The applause came one after another, and lasted for a long time...

Caiwei felt relieved, her clear eyes drifting to somewhere, and she saw the man looking at her with a smile, his eyes full of approval.

"good----"