C1068 It Was Actually a Painting Dance

Therefore, at this moment, Ming Huan was facing Lan Xuehan. The eyes of the people below were burning with passion.

After all, it was not a big deal to watch a show!

Lan Xuehan looked at Ming Huan's exquisite makeup tonight, as well as her eyes constantly fixed on Dongfang Jin's body.

The smile in her eyes dissipated a little and was dyed with some coolness.

"Since Miss Ming Huan is so considerate, Bengong naturally will not spoil Miss Ming Huan's wishes! Please!"

After she finished speaking, Lan Xuehan pulled Dongfang Jin and turned around to sit back down.

The high and mighty reverence naturally poured down. The noble and oppressive feeling made Minghuan not even dare to look directly at him.

Trying hard to suppress the hatred in his heart, Ming Huan gracefully bowed and said, "This subject thanks Your Majesty! Thank you very much, Your Ladyship!"

There were some things that Dongfang Jin would not have discovered if no one had pointed them out.

Now that Lan Xuehan had pointed it out, it meant that Huan had imitated his actions at all times. Dongfang Jin looked at Ming Huan's actions and felt an indescribable disgust in his heart.

He then quickly shifted his gaze away, as if looking at him one more time would dirty his eyes.

Lan Xuehan smiled but did not speak. She quietly watched Ming Huan courting death.

She wanted to see how they were going to sing tonight's drama.

Ming Huan changed his clothes and came forward. It immediately made everyone's eyes light up. The astonishment in their eyes could not be concealed.

She wore a noble purple dress, which was graceful and beautiful like the clouds in the sky. Her sleeves were fluttering in the clouds, and she looked like a fairy. Her makeup was delicate and elegant. Her hair was tied up in a bun, and her hair was fluttering in the air.

What a devastatingly beautiful woman!

Ming Huan was very confident in her makeup at this moment. Her every move was elegant and charming.

Looking down from the corner of her eye, she saw the passionate gazes of those men on her body. She was extremely proud and satisfied.

Smiling faintly, she looked at Dongfang Jin and found that he hadn't even given her a glance from the beginning to the end.

This kind of neglect almost made Ming Huan grit her teeth!

But her heart was gloomy, but her face didn't move at all.

She went forward and bowed, "Tonight this official will perform a dance for Your Ladyship to celebrate her return!"

Lan Xuehan lightly smiled and nodded, indicating that she could begin.

The music started and the music that shook one's heart and soul was clear and clear. The long sleeves were dancing and countless tender flower petals were gently fluttering between the heaven and earth. The fragrance that seeped into one's heart was intoxicating.

The flowing and bright purple dress was like an orchid in an empty valley. Along with her graceful and graceful dance that was swift like an immortal, her wide sleeves opened and closed to cover up, and it even set off her peerlessly beautiful appearance.

Subsequently, a woman dressed in dancing clothes took out blank paper from both sides, and Ming Huan flew about as he dipped his sleeve into ink, and every movement he made was a stroke.

At this moment, the eyes of the people below were no longer filled with astonishment, and they were filled with extreme shock.

It was actually a painting dance!

They didn't expect that Ming Huan's talent had already reached such an unparalleled level!

She was actually dancing a painting dance!

A painting dance, as the name implies, required one to draw and write while dancing.

And this dance was no ordinary dance. It had to be a Cloud Scene, a painting of a thousand li of mountains and rivers!

Just the Scenic Cloud Music alone had already caused her to look up to others. Now that this painting dance was out, it had even caused Ming Huan's talent to rise to prominence in the world.

At this moment, the gazes of the people below were filled with incomparable passion as they looked at Ming Huan. They wished that a beauty with a beautiful sleeve would look at them.

However, Lan Xuehan, who was seated on the seat of honor, had long lost her interest. On the surface, she was completely bored out of her mind.