"Let the slave go down and prepare."
"allow."
Bei Yutang retreated to a side hall and asked the palace maid to prepare for her the long-sleeved clothes most commonly used by dancers. At the same time, she instructed the eunuch to prepare other things for her.
Feng Chi sat on the throne, waiting patiently, but his eyes would occasionally look towards the entrance of the palace.
Suddenly, a long flute sound came into the hall, and soon the sound of a piano joined in.
As the people in the hall were attracted by the sounds of the zither and flute, a group of eunuchs entered the hall carrying a huge drum. On the drum stood a stunning beauty. The beauty was wearing a fiery red dress with long sleeves rolled up on her arms.
Boom, boom, boom...
Thunder drums sounded, accompanied by a beautiful dance. The long sleeves in her hands seemed to have life, changing in a thousand ways. The fluttering sleeves, the graceful dance, and the captivating gaze all caught the eye of the man on the throne.
Feng Chi looked at her with a cold expression, not moved at all.
However, the palace maids and eunuchs serving on the side were all fascinated by the beauty's dancing. The beauty's dancing was indeed amazing and seductive. They were attracted by her dancing unconsciously and gradually immersed in her graceful dance.
Bei Yutang turned around and smiled at Feng Chi who was sitting on the throne. She stepped down from the drum and danced in the hall with light steps.
The long-sleeved dance uses the arms the most. Gradually, her arms became a little tired. The wound seemed to burst open, and bright red blood flowed out. However, because she was wearing red clothes, the blood could not be seen.
A quarter of an hour later, the music stopped and the dancing ended.
Bei Yutang bent down and bowed to the man sitting in the upper seat.
"My king, are you satisfied with my dance?" Bei Yutang raised his head slightly, with a hint of nervousness in his clear eyes.
Feng Chi was about to say something, but the words suddenly turned into something else when they reached his lips.
"Come forward."
Feng Chi's voice was cold, even with a hint of anger.
Bei Yutang naturally heard it.
She took a few steps forward and then stopped.
Feng Chi saw that she was still standing below and said in a deep voice, "Come up."
Bei Yutang walked up to him obediently.
"Hold out your hand."
Bei Yutang stretched out her hand obediently. As soon as she did so, Feng Chi grabbed hold of her hand. The force was quite strong, and the pain came suddenly, causing Bei Yutang to cry out in pain.
"It hurts." Bei Yutang frowned.
Feng Chi looked at her coldly, "Does it hurt? I thought you didn't feel the pain."
What the hell did this stupid woman do? She knew her arm injury hadn't healed yet, yet she still dared to do the long-sleeved dance. I really wanted to break her hands and let her go.
The eunuchs and maids serving in the palace all noticed the king's displeasure and shrank their necks in fear.
Bei Yutang seemed not to notice his displeasure, "King, if you keep pinching me, my hands will be broken."
Feng Chi snorted coldly, "That's exactly what I meant."
Bei Yutang remained silent and just looked at her quietly.
Feng Chi thought she would beg for mercy, but after waiting for a long time and seeing no movement from her, he couldn't help but look at her, "Why aren't you talking?"
"My life belongs to the king. If the king wants my arms, I dare not complain." Bei Yutang said respectfully.
Feng Chi felt it was extremely irritating to see her like this, so he let go of her hand and said, "Don't pretend in front of me."
"I'll give you one last chance."
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