Jiang Ling perked up when she heard this and immediately went to the lobby, saying as she walked, "Miss Zhou, you don't have to be polite. Ling'er has no bad intentions. Please accept it."
Watching her graceful departure, Zhou Huanan stood there in a daze.
I was holding Chengying in my hand, not knowing whether I should take it or not.
She gritted her teeth and hesitated.
take?
Still not taking it?
If she took it, what if Jiang Ling really wanted her to help match her up with her brother?
If you don't take it, you don't know when you will see the weapon you like again.
Zhou Huan quietly weighed the pros and cons in her mind, holding Chengying like a precious child and unwilling to let go.
This is Chengying!
She suddenly smiled slowly and brightly.
Ahem, she saw that her brother didn't seem to dislike Jiang Ling that much, so it shouldn't be a problem if she betrayed him a little and brought the two of them together.
And it seems that Jiang Ling's temperament has really changed.
She is no longer as arrogant and willful as before, and is not as annoying to get along with.
Such a valuable item was given to her without any hesitation, and she really appreciated his generosity.
Well, it’s not a bad thing for me to take this sword.
Zhou Huanan convinced herself that Zhou Jingan wouldn't mind. Besides, she was just a middleman and her brother would be the one making the final decision.
Whether the two can finally get married depends on whether they can get along with each other.
The burden in her heart almost disappeared, and she finally showed a relaxed and happy smile. She danced and spun around twice, her whole body emitting surprise and happiness.
Zhou Huanan hugged Chengying and kissed him twice.
"My dear, you are mine now!"
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Jiang Ling and Wu Wanying returned to the lobby, just as the male dancer was moving to the low stage with small steps and bowing gracefully.
"My humble name is Wanran. Please allow me to dance for you." His voice was not deliberately tuned, and if you listened carefully, it had a cool and clear feeling like the sound of a mountain spring, which was quite pleasant.
Cheng An came over and whispered, "Wanran, that's a nice name."
Jiang Ling nodded, and saw that the male dancer, Wanran, had already stood on the low platform and got into position.
The dress was made of smoky purple gauze, with a hem long enough to cover her feet. The wide sleeves also fell to the ground, fluttering gently. Her long, ink-black hair was very soft, hanging down to her waist, and was lightly tied up with a jade hairpin.
The wind blew in from the window behind him, lifting his clothes, waving his sleeves, and making his black hair flutter.
Her left hand was raised to cover half of her cheek, her eyes were slightly drooping, her eyelashes were very long, and she was wearing rouge and lip balm. She looked delicate and charming, strong and gentle, a beauty whose gender was hard to tell.
Jiang Ling held up her chin with a look of anticipation.
Who doesn’t love beautiful women?
I love it even more when beauties dance!
The sound of stringed and bamboo orchestral music rose, and the graceful and melodious tune slowly lingered around. Wanran's figure was soft and light, rising, looking up, bending down, and leaning.
This is a song and dance that combines love and patriotism.
There was no one else dancing or singing.
But it's not boring at all.
Because Wanran's dance is indeed top-notch.
You can tell at first glance that she has been learning and practicing dance since her early years. She has a very good dance foundation, a soft and slender figure, and very stretched and graceful limbs, which makes people fascinated.
Although his dance moves were graceful, his facial expression remained unchanged.
For example, in the first half, when expressing a person who is sad, upset and longing for his partner, the dance is excellent, but the expression is indifferent, and the eyes are almost always downcast.
This does not fit the plot of the dance, nor does it fit the identity of a dancer.
There is no trace of flattery at all.
Just looking at his face, Jiang Ling would feel like a crescent moon dancing for its own pleasure, desolate, lonely, sad, and beautiful.
When reading the second half, Wanran showed a melancholy, sorrowful and confused feeling of not knowing where to go, which was expressed very accurately at this time.
Jiang Ling pondered in his heart.
Well, he's a man with a story.
So she became even more fascinated by the show, and would discuss it with Cheng An and Wu Wanying from time to time.
Wu Wanying snorted twice, somewhat amazed: "I didn't expect that Ruyifang has such a dancer. Her dancing is really unique."
Cheng An silently added: "Her appearance is also unique."
Hearing what the two said, Jiang Ling laughed out loud and jokingly said, "Well, Wanran's appearance and dancing skills are indeed excellent. If Xiao Anan likes him, why not redeem him and bring him back home so that he can dance for you every day?"
In this era, some wealthy girls did secretly keep actors and actresses in their homes.
It’s just not much, after all, ladies from wealthy families still have to get married properly.
Cheng An's face flushed instantly, and he gritted his teeth as he rushed over to hit her: "Ling'er, don't talk nonsense!"
"If Ling'er likes her, she can take her home and raise her there. Why bother teasing me?" She didn't hit him in the end. Her face was red and hot as she hurried to refute.
Jiang Ling liked Cheng An's shy look very much. She smiled with her eyes curved, coaxing her while laughing. She looked as bright as the gorgeous red peony on her head.
Zhou Jing'an saw this scene as soon as he came in.
Jiang Ling took off her cloak and only wore a robe. The tassels on her head and the necklace on her neck swayed as she laughed and played, and the reflected light complemented the sparkling light in her eyes, making the scene more dazzling and colorful.
She looks...very good today.
He paused and stared blankly for a moment.
[Ding~ The male protagonist's favorability value increased by three points, and the current favorability value is 26.]
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