After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

Xia Shanshan stood on the stairs, watching Han Yuqing singing and dancing, anxiously wringing her hands to think of countermeasures.

Got it! Let Han Yuqing fall!

A vicious light appeared in Xia Shanshan's eyes, and she turned upstairs to the room to find a small handful of fried dried soybeans that she had hidden in the morning, and picked three plump beans from them and went downstairs.

Han Yuqing's dance is almost finished, her heart is full of accomplishment, and every time she looks at Gu Changsheng, her eyes are full of tenderness.

Everyone was also impressed by her dancing posture and watched silently.

Suddenly, Han Yuqing slipped and fell back screaming: "Ah—"

"Miss!" The maids who were in charge of playing the piano and flute screamed and abandoned the instruments, and rushed to help Han Yuqing, "Miss, how are you?"

Han Yuqing fell heavily to the ground, with gold stars in his eyes. She tried her best not to cry: "I...it's fine."

"Yo, how can you fall down when you dance? You're not very skilled!" Li Cui laughed out loud.

Rui Er glared at her angrily: "My lady is just slipping her feet for a while, what qualifications do you have to laugh at my lady? You can dance if you have the ability."

How can Li Cui dance? He shut up embarrassedly.

"Rui'er." Han Yuqing reprimanded softly, helping the maid to stand up and bowing, "I'm sorry, the little girl is ugly."

"No no, Miss Han is a superb dancer."

"We are very envious. Miss Han's not only dances well, but also sings well."

"..."

The girls comforted and said that only Xia Shanshan remained silent, feeling extremely proud.

Han Yuqing felt so sad that she wanted to cry, but she still maintained her good self-cultivation: "Wrestling during dance is a fault..."

"Miss Han is too modest. You fell accidentally just now. You can do it again." Xia Qianqian said proactively. Although she fell, she danced really well. If she was removed from her name because of this, she would be invincible.

Han Yuqing wanted to do it all over again, but her feet hurt so much that she couldn't do anything. She forced a smile: "My singing and dancing is almost over, so I won't waste everyone's time. Miss Xia, please!"

Xia Qianqian looked at the priest.

The priest said, "Xia Qianqian, let's get started!"

"Yes."

Xia Qianqian then stood up, walked to the center of the hall, and bowed to everyone before starting.

Gu Changsheng put down the tea cup and looked at Xia Qianqian, feeling inexplicably nervous.

I saw Xia Qianqian took a small step to the right, slowly bent her legs to the left and raised her hips, and at the same time leaned her upper body to the right, bent her elbows and pushed out halfway, one up and down, her palms in the shape of an orchid.

"puff!"

Gu Changsheng sprayed.

This is the first dance pattern he drew, yes, but... it's too stiff! Especially Xia Qianqian was wearing a red jacket!

Spicy eyes!

The girls had never seen such an opening dance, all of them looked at Xia Qianqian with weird eyes, only Han Yuqing was well-informed and blurted out, "Religious dance?"

Xia Qianqian looked back and smiled at her, lightly opened her red lips, and began to sing: "I wish to be the lotus of the Bodhisattva, to cultivate the mind and never have distractions, to bloom and fall by your side, to be the water lotus of the past and present..."

"Cough cough..." Gu Changsheng choked on the tea again. This girl is smart, and she even composed a song full of Zen!

Xia Qianqian skillfully connected and displayed the poses on the dance score, and chanted non-stop.

This is a modern song. After singing it with a low voice, it has the feeling of a little Sanskrit song, and the priest with faith instantly becomes solemn.

Han Yuqing's heart sank, and her eyes became extremely complicated. It was she who underestimated Xia Qianqian.