There was a problem with dancing on the verge of death. As long as her family was not around, she would not hesitate even if the sky fell. And if she saw someone she was familiar with and she trusted, she would act flamboyantly and cried to the Great Wall. She would not stop until the Great Wall burst into tears. She knew that dancing required time to adjust the mood. Yang Shanggong gave an encouraging look to the dancers and led the palace maids away, leaving the sad dancers standing on the spot and the tea waiting for the singer like this. "Aunt, why did you let her go so easily? What if it were to be spread out?" After walking a few steps away, Fu'er looked around and complained to Yang Shanggong. She was very unhappy about Yang Shanggong easily bypassing the dance. Although she was alw
