152 Lu Yan dances
Jiang Zhu had always been paying attention to her sweetheart Fu Jingchuan. After seeing this scene, any good feelings she had for Lan Wushuang disappeared, and she even secretly hated her in her heart.
After sitting down, Hong Lin and Lu Yan just smiled at the people opposite them as a greeting.
When Fu Yunhuan saw Jiang Zhu sitting opposite him, a sense of joy surged in his heart. He gave Jiang Zhu a warm smile. Jiang Zhu was quite satisfied with this little follower of Fu Jingchuan, so he smiled back.
When Fu Ming saw that everyone had taken their seats, he slowly spoke: "My dear ministers, please stand up and take your seats!"
Upon hearing this, everyone stood up and returned to their seats and sat back down.
Fu Ming said loudly: "Today is the first day that several immortals from Qingyun Sect come to Qifeng Country, so we specially set up a welcoming banquet for them! I hope they can eat and drink well today!"
As he spoke, he raised his glass and said to Qin Tan: "Grand Elder, please~"
Qin Tan also raised his glass and clinked it with Fu Ming, "Your Majesty, please~"
They both drank the wine in their glasses.
Then Fu Ming raised his glass and said to the people in the palace: "It is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone. Let's toast to the immortals together!"
Everyone raised their glasses to Qin Tan and drank it all in one gulp.
At this point, the banquet in the palace officially began.
Fu Ming winked at Jinzhong, who immediately shouted, "Call the Music Bureau to the palace!"
Jinzhong's words had just fallen.
Then women with graceful figures came in one after another.
They each had their own position, some played the flute, some played the piano, some played the pipa, and a few danced.
The atmosphere in the Hall of Mental Cultivation suddenly became joyful.
Everyone was listening to music, watching dance, and toasting each other, so happy!
The song is over.
Qin Tan put down the wine glass in his hand and said to Jin Zhong: "Let these Le Ji retreat."
Jinzhong bowed his head but looked at Fu Ming. After seeing Fu Ming nod, he made a gesture to the people in the Music Bureau below to retreat.
Upon seeing this, everyone in the Music Bureau quickly packed up their things, bowed, and silently left the palace.
The sudden silence made everyone look up at the main seat.
Qin Tan pointed at Lu Yan and said, "Yan'er, come and dance for us. Let the rulers and ministers of Qifeng Nation see the best dancers of our Qingyun Sect!"
Lu Yan immediately stood up, walked to the center of the hall, bowed obediently, and said, "Yes, disciple, I will obey your command."
Seeing this, Hong Yan also stood up, walked forward and bowed, saying: "Grand Elder, I am here to accompany my junior sister."
Qin Tan nodded indifferently.
Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the flickering candlelight makes the magnificent hall seem even more solemn and mysterious.
The screens in the hall are painted with landscape scrolls, which seem to blend into the night, adding a touch of poetry to the upcoming performance.
Lu Yan, wearing a light pink gauze dance dress, stood in the center of the hall like a fairy walking out of a painting.
Her senior brother Hong Yan stood quietly to one side, holding a bamboo flute horizontally in his hand, ready to use his music to inject soul into his junior sister's dance.
As Hong Ling gently blew the first note, the clear and melodious flute sound echoed in the Yangxin Palace.
The sound of the flute is like the gurgling of water flowing through the valley, or the spring breeze blowing through the treetops. Every note is like a carefully crafted work of art, forming a unique harmony with the solemnity of the court.
Lu Yan danced gracefully, her light figure like an elf chasing the notes, drawing graceful arcs in the air.
Her dancing moves matched the sound of her senior brother's flute, sometimes like colorful butterflies playing in the flowers, sometimes like flowing clouds floating in the sky; her arms were soft as if they had no bones, and every wave seemed to be depicting an invisible poem.
Everyone held their breath, attracted by the tacit understanding between this pair of senior and junior brothers and sisters. Their eyes followed Lu Yan's movements, and their ears captured every delicate change in Hong Yan's notes. At this moment, time seemed to stop, and the only thing left in the world was the wonderful melody and the beautiful dance.
As the flute music reached a climax, Lu Yan's movements also became faster. Her skirt fluttered as she spun and jumped, like a blooming pink flower swaying in the wind. At this time, Hong Ling's flute sound became more passionate, and every high note seemed to cheer her on, making her dance more powerful and emotional.
Gradually, the music and dance slowed down together, and Hong Ling's flute sounds became softer, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, adding a bit of tranquility to this beautiful night. Lu Yan also slowly stopped dancing to the soothing melody and ended the performance with an elegant turn.
The song ended but the crowd did not leave. There was warm applause and praise in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but people's hearts seemed to be still immersed in that wonderful moment and did not want to wake up. Hong Lin put down the flute, his eyes full of admiration for his junior sister, while Lu Yan lowered her head slightly, her cheeks flushed, she looked shy and charming, unforgettable.
Qin Tan, who was sitting in the main seat, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, that faint smile was like a spring breeze on his face, and a strange light flashed in his deep eyes.
Hong Yan strode back to his seat and sat down again, while Lu Yan left the palace quietly like a light feather, leaving only a faint fragrance lingering in the air.
In the hall, almost all the men's eyes unconsciously followed Lu Yan's graceful figure until she disappeared from their sight.
Even Fu Jingchuan's eyes were no exception.
Jiang Zhu witnessed this scene and felt mixed emotions. She unconsciously increased the strength in her hands and held the chopsticks tightly.
With a crisp "crack" sound, the chopsticks in her hand were broken into two pieces by her.
This subtle sound did not attract much attention in the bustling hall, but Jiang Yun, who was sitting not far away, heard it clearly.
A barely perceptible smile flashed across Jiang Yun's eyes, and she seemed to have remembered something.
Just as Lu Yan performed that stunning dance, she finally remembered Lu Yan's identity. To be more precise, he pieced together bits and pieces of information about Lu Yan from his original body's past life memories.
Lu Yan, the evil woman who was imprisoned in the Extreme Cold Hell in the Qingyun Sect in her previous life for violating the sect’s taboos. She was once a gifted disciple, but one day, she was imprisoned in the extremely cold hell because she harmed her fellow disciples and even killed the senior sister Lan Wushuang during training. However, no one expected that she could break free from the extremely cold hell, and go to the main peak alone, threatening to avenge her senior sister Lan Wushuang. Although she ultimately failed to kill anyone on the main peak and was imprisoned in the dungeon of the main peak, her name became known in the Qingyun Sect from then on.
What was circulated was her notoriety of cruelly harming her fellow disciples and not repenting of her sins; and the absurd legend that she attempted to murder the elders and usurp the position of the sect leader.
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