Bei Yutang and the others followed his instructions and raised their heads slightly.
Miss Ling was immediately attracted by Bei Yutang's appearance.
She was very beautiful, and even women would be fascinated by her appearance. With such a look, once the masters and gentlemen saw her, she would definitely become one of their bedmates.
88 A few people thought that Miss Ling would take the opportunity to embarrass Bei Yutang after seeing her appearance, but they didn't expect that she just glanced at her with an indifferent expression.
"From today on, you guys are under my charge. Xiao Cui, come here and tell them the rules of Nishang Pavilion."
Miss Ling handed them over to a dancer. After glancing at them indifferently, the dancers began to introduce to them the purpose of Nishang Pavilion and its status in the mansion, as well as what they had to do every day.
The Nishang Pavilion, to put it simply, was a place within the palace dedicated to training dancers. In the capital, every noble and aristocratic family would have a dedicated training center for dancers. These dancers weren't just there to dance; more importantly, they were there to entertain guests and enjoy drinks.
Every year, the Nishang Pavilion would send in large numbers of beautiful women, but these women would not stay in the Nishang Pavilion for long. They would soon be given away by their masters or die an untimely death.
The person who stayed in Nishang Pavilion the longest was Miss Ling. She was the one who trained the dancers for her master, and her status was second only to the chief steward in the mansion. In the mansion, everyone who saw her had to be polite to her.
Miss Ling was very efficient. She started arranging the most basic exercises for them that day, such as simple splits and rotations, so that they could gradually become familiar with them.
Dancing is very simple for Bei Yutang.
Since Ben knew how to dance, he naturally learned faster than the other four.
Because Bei Yutang learned so quickly, Miss Ling finally taught her to dance alone. Bei Yutang got the hang of it so quickly that Miss Ling was very satisfied. But what Bei Yutang didn't understand was that every time Miss Ling looked at her, there was a different look in her eyes.
That look was not one of jealousy, but one of regret.
Yes, it’s a pity.
Ever since Bei Yutang and the others arrived, female slaves and good women have been sent to Nishang Pavilion one after another. These people have outstanding looks and are all beauties.
"More and more people have been sent to Nishang Pavilion recently. I always feel like something is wrong." Xiao Cui whispered to another woman.
"Don't think too much. Didn't you hear what Miss Ling said? This is normal. A large number of women are sent here every year." The other woman said indifferently.
"I hope so."
Two months later, Bei Yutang woke up from his meditation.
In the past two months, she has cultivated her inner strength to the first level of perfection, and can handle any trouble she encounters. Bei Yutang has secretly begun to prepare to leave here.
As for the word "slave" on her face, she has her own way to deal with it.
Once her internal energy breaks through to the second level, that will be the day she leaves.
"Finally found you. Miss Ling called all of us to go to Nishang Pavilion." The female slave numbered 44 who came with her that day came hurriedly and said anxiously.
"good."
The female slave number 44 is called Asan here.
As Sang walked along the road, she kept muttering, "I wonder what Miss Ling is so anxiously calling us over for?"
"You'll know when you get there." Bei Yutang said with a smile.
When the two of them arrived at the Nishang Pavilion, it was already filled with people, all whispering to each other, probably talking about what had happened that day. After a while, Miss Ling walked out from the back.
As soon as she appeared, the room became quiet instantly.
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