Surprise! Tyrant’s Little Crybaby Went on a Killing Spree After Being Reborn

53 She Couldn’t Control Her Body Again

Shen Yaowei perked up and immediately looked at Su Baohua.

Su Baohua walked to the center of the empty space and instantly attracted many stunned gazes.

With a confident smile on her face, Su Baohua looked up at the location of Huo Zhao on the third floor. “I’m going to perform a dance for Prince Zhao today. It’s called the Qingcheng Dance!”

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd was in an uproar.

It was actually the long-lost Qingcheng Dance!

Shen Yaowei also raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at Huo Zhao, who was sitting diagonally opposite her.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Huo Zhao wasn’t looking at Su Baohua at all. His attention was all on Yu Linlang.

Yu Linlang sat alone at the table beside Shen Yaowei.

Huo Zhao looked at her from afar with heartache, as if he wanted to pounce on her immediately.

Shen Yaowei mourned for Su Baohua in her heart.

As the pleasant sound of the piano sounded, Su Baohua began to dance.

Every move was as light as a swallow and smooth as flowing water. Soon, her dancing won cheers.

As the music gradually became high-pitched and intense, Su Baohua’s dancing became faster and faster. She suddenly turned around and knelt on the ground with her back to everyone.

Everyone present had seen the Qingcheng Dance and knew very well that this action was not there. For a moment, many people craned their necks to look at Su Baohua, curious about what she wanted to do.

As Su Baohua’s back was facing everyone, no one saw the extreme fear on her face.

She could not control her body again.

Damn it, why did it have to be now!

Even though Su Baohua tried her best to take dominance of her body, her arms still slowly raised and pressed into her hair.

Seeing Su Baohua’s strange actions, everyone who did not know the truth was stunned.

“What’s Su Baohua doing?” Shen Yuyan looked at Su Baohua in disgust, not noticing Shen Yaowei’s small actions at all.

Shen Yaowei placed the little puppet on her lap and controlled it with her hand.

Su Baohua seemed to have realized what her body wanted to do, and her eyes were about to pop out.

When Su Baohua pulled the wig off her head, the scene fell into a strange silence. Even the musicians stopped playing and looked at Su Baohua’s glowing bald head in shock.

Huo Junhan, who was sitting on the fourth floor, also glanced at Su Baohua.

When he saw the faint purple smoke lingering around Su Baohua, a bloodthirsty and cold glint flashed across Huo Junhan’s eyes. “Yan Bei, go and check if there’s a puppeteer in the capital.”

Yan Bei immediately accepted the order and left.

The scene was still treacherously quiet. Everyone wanted to give Su Baohua face and not mock her, so they were all trying their best to endure their laughter.

Next, Su Baohua stood up from the ground with her elegant wig in one hand. Then, she suddenly turned around and faced everyone.

With an extremely bright smile on her face, Su Baohua’s lower body assumed a horse stance. One hand was on her waist, and the other was raised, waving the wig in her hand like a handkerchief.

“What are you waiting for?! Continue playing music and dancing!” Su Baohua shook her head and waved the wig in her hand as she laughed.