Chapter 7 Softness Makes Dance

[Host, host, Rouze has entered the manor—] System 555 chirped happily in Yinzhen's mind, unable to contain its curiosity, [The iconic scene of love at first sight is about to unfold, host, how are you going to handle it?]

"No rush. I'm still looking forward to seeing how this 'white moonlight' who was missed by several of the original owners after their rebirths performs." Yinzhen smiled, without elaborating on his specific thoughts.

In truth, he hadn't made any preconceived notions. He had seen countless beauties over the years and was confident he wouldn't be attracted to Rou Ze. But he was also curious about what was so special about her that made the original owner so unforgettable.

Therefore, Yinzhen decided to decide based on the situation. He figured he might as well watch the beautiful woman dance first.

But then she remembered something else and asked, "Waaah, haven't I posted this fanfiction yet?"

[It's out, it's out, but... there's still not much content, so not many people are reading it. But don't worry, host, once the iconic scene of Rouze dancing appears, it will definitely attract a lot of readers.]

555 patted its chest and assured the host, afraid of damaging the host's confidence. At worst... at worst, it could just spend some more points to attract more traffic to the host.

"Really? Then I'm even more excited." Yinzhen smiled, becoming even more interested in the small world where fan fiction was being published. It was a pity that he couldn't find the system's distribution channels at the moment, otherwise he really wanted to go there and take a look.

Fortunately, this world is quite interesting, and he can take his time to enjoy it. He can figure out a way to connect to that world later. Yinzhen believes that with the continuous release of so-called "fan fiction," he will eventually catch the system's tail and find a way to enter the new world.

Yinzhen was secretly plotting something in his heart, while System 555 was completely unaware and was still enthusiastically helping its host attract traffic.

...

“Your Highness, a maid from the Wutong Courtyard requests an audience, saying that the Consort requests your presence.” At the entrance to the study, Su Peisheng led a simply dressed maid to report to Yinzhen.

"What is it?" Yinzhen came out and looked at the unfamiliar maid. With his excellent memory, he recognized her at a glance as a third-class maid who cleaned the Wutong Courtyard. She did not usually serve Yixiu, so normally it would not be her who came to deliver the message.

Having recently discovered a new hobby, Yinzhen was now playing with a brand new string of eighteen coral beads. He immediately understood why the little maid had appeared. He spun the beads faster, but pretended not to know anything.

"Greetings to Your Highness, may Your Highness be well." The maidservant bowed calmly, showing no sign of panic, and continued, "The Consort is currently receiving the Lady of the House, saying that she has important matters to discuss, so she specially sent me to invite Your Highness to come over."

The maid's words were amusing, as if Yixiu had learned some important news from the Jueluo clan and wanted to tell him, but her evasive manner made it hard not to think of matters from the previous dynasty. It was indeed a good reason to ask someone for help.

"Is that so? Su Peisheng, then you shall come with me."

"Yes, sir."

Yinzhen, in a very cooperative manner, led Su Peisheng and followed the little maid toward the Wutong Courtyard, seemingly oblivious to the triumphant smile that appeared on the little maid's face the moment she turned around.

To get from the front courtyard to the Wutong Courtyard, you pass a lake. Normally, the women in the back courtyard would come here to swim and rest in the nearby pavilion. However, because of Yinzhen's recent coldness towards the back courtyard, everyone has been consciously staying inside and not going out. Therefore, normally no one should be here.

But just as Yinzhen and his entourage passed by, a woman dressed in magnificent auspicious robes was dancing gracefully by the lake, completely absorbed in the moment. Petals drifted down from the lake, making the woman appear even more otherworldly, ethereal and otherworldly.

"..." Yinzhen stood frozen in place, as if stunned by the sight, unaware of the shock that was running through his mind.

"555, can you hear me?"

What? What did you hear?

"It's nothing." Yinzhen didn't ask any further questions. Things suddenly became interesting. Yinzhen's gaze towards the dancing woman gradually became more intense. The little maid secretly observed and thought it was a man's affection for a woman, and felt relieved. Little did she know that it was actually Yinzhen's desire to explore something interesting.

"Who is that?" It took Yinzhen a long while to finally ask, as if he were engrossed in the dance.

Su Peisheng took a closer look. It wasn't one of the masters in the backyard. He wouldn't forget her appearance and figure if he had seen her before. Could she be a newly arrived dancer?

Not knowing the answer, Su Peisheng felt that his position as the chief eunuch was unstable. There was a new person in the manor who didn't even know. He could only awkwardly reply, "This servant... this servant is not quite sure either."

The maidservant beside him seemed to suddenly wake up and immediately followed up on Su Peisheng's words, saying, "This servant thinks it looks like Miss Rouze from the Ulanara clan."

"Ulanara Rouze?"

Yinzhen raised an eyebrow, muttering the name, when Rouze coincidentally stopped dancing, as if she had just noticed someone there. She walked over gracefully, her movements as weak as a willow swaying in the breeze, exuding a captivating ethereal charm.

Approaching Yinzhen, she slowly curtsied to him with a shy smile. A faint fragrance of plum blossoms wafted through the air as she moved. Her slightly raised face was exquisitely beautiful, and the beads of sweat on her forehead after dancing appeared perfectly, adding to her lively and adorable charm.

“Ulanara Rouze greets Your Highness. I danced by the lake on a whim and did not mean to disturb Your Highness. I hope Your Highness will forgive me.”

Rouze's voice was as melodious as a nightingale's song, almost flawless in every way. Everything seemed like a coincidence, but in reality, it was all carefully prepared. Rouze didn't show it on her face, but she was actually very confident in her heart, already imagining what it would be like to become the wife of the Fourth Prince. However, the other party didn't move for a long time and wouldn't let her get up.

Rou panicked and deliberately trembled slightly, as if she was too weak to squat steadily, but she also appeared extremely delicate and pitiful.

"Rou Ze is indeed a delicate beauty, but why are you here?"

Finally, Yinzhen spoke, but what he said was not what Rouze wanted to hear.

"This concubine...this concubine was just acting on a whim..." Rou replied in a delicate and weak voice, as if she had been frightened by Yinzhen's tone.

"On a whim? Your clothes look familiar..."

Yinzhen's tone carried a faint smile, seemingly without any intention of reproach. Rouze immediately became bolder, took two small steps forward, carefully grabbed the hem of Yinzhen's robe, and obediently knelt at his feet, revealing her beautiful profile. She softly said, "Rouze is a woman of humble nature, and I hope Your Highness will have mercy on her."

Her voice was gentle and soothing, with a unique charm. Su Peisheng and the others couldn't help but be momentarily dazed, and their eyes turned to tenderness as they looked at Rouze.

Yinzhen smiled inexplicably, then suddenly frowned and brushed Rouze's hand away.

"Ouch..." Rouze was pushed to the ground, letting out a delicate and aggrieved cry, her slightly red, affectionate eyes staring straight at Yinzhen, "Your Highness..."

"What are you carrying?" Yinzhen suddenly clutched his chest in pain. "Su Peisheng..." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Su Peisheng acted faster than he thought, catching the falling prince in his arms, and then cried out in terror, "Prince! Someone help! Someone help me..."