The drumbeats gradually quickened, like a babbling brook flowing to the edge of a cliff. Suddenly, the girl, like a dragonfly skimming the water, crouched down and rose as if teasing the red carp in the pond.
Her supple, snake-like waistline was fully revealed as she twirled gently in the center of the flower bed, her arms appearing delicate and boneless.
The alluring gesture of slowly closing her ten fingers was as if she were holding a person's heart in her hand, letting her play with it.
The long skirt that hugged her hips below her navel spun around, appearing even more alluring than the roses entwined on the stage wall.
The beauty danced lightly, her back to her, her hair flowing, her raven-black hair slipping from her slender, jade-like fingers. This clash of black and white was like a powerful torpedo thrown into Xiao Ziwu's stagnant pool, stirring up a stormy sea!
She suddenly turned around and smiled faintly, staring intently in a certain direction below the stage, where a handsome young man with an air of nobility and aloofness stood.
Her gaze was more tender and dazzling than the lights draped in silk gauze; at that moment, countless starlight seemed to be shattered in her eyes.
After the dance ended, the woman slowly left the stage until she was completely out of sight.
Jiang Kun then heard the almost delirious murmur of the person next to him.
"My sweet baby..."
He nudged Duan Ximu with his elbow in surprise: "What's wrong, Your Highness?"
The girl on stage was beautiful, but there was nothing particularly special about her dance compared to others. Why did Your Highness seem so lost in thought?
Duan Ximu rolled his eyes at the clueless, unromantic man.
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder; you old bachelor wouldn't understand!"
As soon as Tianyun arrived at the back garden, he was blocked by Qin Yuwei: "Hmph, outsiders may not understand, but I can see it clearly. Your dancing skills are mediocre, with many awkward parts, and are not comparable to the dance I danced."
"When did I say I wanted to compete with you? Cousin, don't get me wrong. As long as I make it to the semi-finals, I can get the phoenix-tail zither that my aunt gave me. That was a promise my aunt made to me back then."
Qin Yuwei felt a slight tremor in her heart.
What she said made sense, and there was no way to refute it.
Shangguan Tianyun's dance, while lacking in flashy techniques and particularly outstanding moments, was flawless nonetheless. Coupled with her alluring face, her vote count was sure to be high...
It seems she'll have to give away her dowry!
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Chang would push a small cart full of roses and silk flowers back and forth to the ballot box twice before he could barely fill the huge ballot box.
He was panting heavily from exhaustion: "Phew~ Mission accomplished."
When Shangguan Tianlin arrived with two baskets of silk flowers, he found that he couldn't pour them in.
What's going on?
He squinted and peered inside.
But they found it was already packed full.
Good heavens, the silk flowers are overflowing on their own!!
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"Reporting to Your Majesty, when you were dancing just now, His Highness didn't even blink. When the other little fairies were dancing, His Highness didn't even glance at them. You can rest assured." Xie Wuyun winked at her.
Tianyun had just finished dancing, and her pretty little face was flushed.
Hearing her exaggerated description, Rou Rou curled her lips and smiled, "Good job monitoring, reward me."
"Hurry up and change your clothes and go out. Your Highness must be getting impatient."
After she finished her performance, Xiao Ziwu lost interest in watching any more and left the viewing platform.
I waited for her in the back garden of Tonghua Terrace.
"Did I dance well?" Tianyun couldn't help but ask as soon as she saw his gentle gaze.
Xiao Ziwu seemed to have prepared his speech, and said without hesitation, "Good, very good, a full house would be best."
She was the only one in the entire venue, which is naturally the best thing; this is not an exaggeration.
"Not at all," Tianyun smiled sweetly, but she was very self-aware.
Putting everything else aside, Qin Yuwei dances better than her, and her outfit is also better, with a touch of exotic flair.
But an overwhelming joy surged within me.
"Get in the carriage first." Xiao Ziwu lifted her up by the waist.
Caught off guard by his princess carry, Tianyun felt a jolt down her spine and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck. "Your Highness, I can walk by myself!"
Why did he suddenly want to get into the carriage, and even pick her up in his arms?
Although it was pitch black and there was no one around, it was the perfect place to do something naughty...
But she wasn't ready yet!
Her flushed face grew even hotter as she buried it in his strong chest.
He placed her on a carriage bed with two layers of soft cushions, and Xiao Ziwu bent down in front of her, just like when he tied a Buddha amulet for her last time, making such a submissive gesture without any hesitation.
He held the tiny foot in his hand; it was smaller than his palm.
Tianyun shrank back in embarrassment, trying to break free from his grasp.
She had just finished dancing and hadn't washed up yet. Although she didn't have sweaty feet, she still didn't want to appear flawless in front of him.
Xiao Ziwu nimbly removed all the stockings from her feet.
Her delicate, white toes peeked out from her pinkish-white stockings, curling slightly with a hint of shyness.
What exactly does Your Highness want to do?
The man's phoenix eyes were slightly lowered, and his pupils appeared darker than usual. Every part of her seemed to be designed to suit his tastes.
He placed her delicate feet in his dry palm, and sure enough, they were icy cold to the touch.
Just now on the Tonghua Terrace, she was dressed in her best attire, completely covered up, but hidden under her skirt were a pair of small feet tied with ribbons. She wasn't wearing boots, but rather a pair of openwork dance shoes, a style he had never seen before.
It's peculiar, but beautiful.
Even though she was wearing stockings, she was still cold.
He held her feet in his hands, and Tianyun, blushing with embarrassment, could vaguely feel the warmth of his palms against her icy soles, which were also warming up, sending a tingling sensation up her spine.
Is His Highness warming her feet?
Did he see the ballet shoes he was wearing?
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