She was terrified that he would suddenly strike her like a thunderbolt, leaving her completely devastated.
Yang Yong couldn't hear what the two were whispering about. He only knew that the general and the girl were in a very intimate position, like a dodder vine clinging to a towering tree. The delicate parasitic plant clung tightly to the strong tree roots, and was endlessly cared for and nurtured by the roots, growing into a delicate flower that belonged only to him.
Like a match made in heaven, they are inseparable, each needing the other for everything...
Yang Yong's eyes held a mixture of satisfaction and envy. If he had such a beautiful woman, he would gladly cherish her, protect her, and pamper her!
Oh God, when will my marriage be arranged?!
He took a big gulp of wine and then turned to look at the dejected Qin Feifei.
She kept her head down, but the knuckles of her hand gripping the chopsticks were taut and white, clearly indicating that her inner state was not as calm as her outward appearance.
Qin Xiao's lips twitched slightly as she looked at the two close-knit guests below her, then at her two displeased sisters, and rubbed her temples in exasperation.
He had originally intended to match General Yangwei with his beloved daughter, whether it was his eldest or youngest daughter, as long as Xiao Ziwu was happy to see it happen.
Even if she couldn't become the Third Prince's principal wife, becoming a concubine would ensure a life of comfort and security.
Unexpectedly, the Third Prince already had someone he admired and doted on. Therefore, this marriage should be reconsidered.
Being relegated to a lower position than the principal wife is not terrible; what is terrible is that the man's heart belongs to another. Right now, he is showing great favor to that woman, and my daughter will probably have no chance of advancement if she marries into that family.
Qin Xiao covered his wound and coughed twice. He had felt something was wrong earlier, and now he finally realized it.
The woman sitting next to General Yangwei had her hair styled in a bun in the style of an unmarried woman. Since she was unmarried and maintained the demeanor of a noble lady, she must still be a virgin.
General Yangwei is of advanced age and in the prime of his life; how could he not have a personal attendant by his side? If any of the dancers in his household take a liking to him, it would be a stroke of good fortune for them.
Upon further thought, he stroked his mustache and gestured for the dancers in the mansion to reappear.
The matter of his daughters' marriage could be put on hold for now. He no longer needed to worry about these dancers actually seducing the general and upsetting his daughters.
Qin Xiao was having his own plans, but Tianyun and the other two were completely unaware of them.
The graceful dancers received a message from the old nanny before taking their seats: their master had ordered them to use all their skills to ensure that their distinguished guest, General Yangwei, would have a wonderful time tonight.
The phrase "using every trick in the book" was loaded with meaning, and the dancers who had been in the world of pleasure for years immediately understood the hidden meaning in it.
During the first dance, Rong Yu'er, who had danced wildly and seductively without any prompting, had a strange glint in her eyes upon hearing these words.
She raised an eyebrow, a secret resentment in her heart.
If it weren't for the sudden arrival of that woman in red, she would have already slipped and fallen, making contact with the valiant general...
Thinking they had no chance tonight, but for some reason, the city lord ordered them to perform again. Rong Yu'er breathed a sigh of relief; this was for the best, saving her the trouble of putting in any more effort.
The performance was a dance to break through enemy lines, which perfectly matched the theme of this victory celebration banquet.
The dancers' clothes were quite thick, but they didn't hide what needed to be revealed, showing more than a dozen white cleavages. Many men in the audience were so shaken that they had difficulty breathing.
The only exception was Xiao Ziwu, who was busy untangling the hairpins that were wrapped around Tianyun's temples.
He's good at fighting on the battlefield, but this kind of meticulous work is really difficult for him, though he's keeping himself very busy.
Xiao Ziwu moved with light and gentle movements, freeing strands of hair from the gold-bound hairpin.
Did it hurt you?
"Um...no."
Tianyun secretly glanced at him and saw that His Highness was preoccupied with his hair. His little hands wandered around the edge of the table like a thief, and when he wasn't paying attention, he climbed up the white jade cup filled with pear blossom wine, which was about eight-tenths full.
I secretly took a sip of the fragrant, pale pink wine.
The wine looked refreshing, but it was extremely spicy. Her throat felt itchy from the spiciness, and she instinctively clutched the prince's sleeve.
Xiao Ziwu's attention was drawn by the slight force. Thinking she was getting impatient, he leaned down and gently pressed the back of his hand against her burning cheek, asking soothingly, "What's wrong?"
The young woman's hair was as soft as silk, but it was really tricky to tie up in a bun. He had to be very careful not to hurt her.
Tianyun was afraid that if he opened his mouth, Tianyun would smell the alcohol on his breath, so he could only shake his head slightly and guiltily shift his gaze to the center of the table.
Tianyun vividly remembered the dancer who swayed her large buttocks. Just then, she continued to dance closer and closer, her alluring steps light and graceful, gradually distancing herself from the crowd and seductively moving towards Xiao Ziwu.
Tianyun could tell at a glance that she had impure thoughts, but His Highness, that fool, hadn't even looked at her properly and didn't notice anything amiss.
As she was fixing her hair, Tianyun broke free from his embrace, only slightly turning her head to let him untie it.
Rong Yu'er naturally wouldn't miss this excellent opportunity.
Her eyes gleamed, and her red lips slowly curved into a smile, adding a touch of liveliness to her charming face.
On the long table, a pair of bare, jade-like feet were placed, their toes painted with alluring red cinnabar. The extreme red complemented the pure white. Looking up, one could see a high-slit floral skirt cascading down to the sides of the thighs, revealing the white flesh of the legs leading straight to the secluded path.
It appears and disappears, inviting exploration.
Everyone was captivated by her bold actions, holding their breath to see what she would do next!
Rong Yu'er spun gracefully, gently touching her forehead as if she were dizzy and then stumbled, before sitting down in Xiao Ziwu's arms.
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