Lady Gao was originally a tribute woman from Korea. She loved to organize and enjoy lively gatherings. She had finally learned her lesson while she was in the Prince's mansion, but as time went by, the shadow of Niohuru's tongue being pulled out also began to fade.
She now feels that the Empress is still a very good person. She is generous and kind to others. As long as you don't offend her, everyone gets along peacefully. She is also willing to introduce them to some new tricks.
"Her Majesty the Empress is so kind; she can make everyone in the palace feel blessed. Now I like to take walks in the Imperial Garden whenever I have free time."
Consort Gao and Consort Zhang had a good relationship in the Prince's residence. Now that they see a bright future for her, they also want to serve the Empress. So now they speak highly of Changning everywhere.
Consort Guo wanted to say something, but dared not. Ever since Gu was punished, she had become increasingly introverted and withdrawn. Now, she was practically invisible in the palace.
If it weren't for these group activities, you would almost never see her.
As Changning's number one lackey, Consort Shu naturally had to flatter him as well. However, before she could say anything, she saw a troupe of musicians from the Southern Palace arrive and stand not far away to greet them.
This sparked an even louder discussion.
Consort Qian was also completely bewildered: "Your Majesty, what are you trying to do? Are you inviting us to listen to music? But that shouldn't be here; we should go to Qingyin Pavilion. There are no seats or tea here. Consort Mao, do you know what's going on?"
Consort Mao, née Song, stood to the side with a reserved demeanor and shook her head: "Her Majesty the Empress has her reasons. We will just wait here in peace."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the Empress's entourage came into view in the distance.
"May Your Majesty the Empress enjoy boundless blessings and peace." The concubines quickly bowed in greeting.
Changning glanced around briefly, and seeing that everyone had arrived, he was satisfied. He nodded and said loudly, "Alright, get up."
Only then did everyone realize that Princess Yierha and Princess Hutuli were also accompanying the Empress, which made them even more puzzled.
Changning gave Chuixue a look, and Chuixue understood. She cleared her throat and briefly explained the situation.
"Her Majesty the Empress wishes to lead all the ladies in exercising and stretching their muscles today."
Previously, the daily morning run was a fixed activity that I had to participate in, but now square dancing is a non-essential activity.
"My lords, you can join in the dancing today. If you like it, you can dance here every day at the same time. If you don't like it, you don't have to participate."
Everyone understood, but what about square dancing?
What kind of dance is that?
They're all so old, their limbs are so stiff, how can they still dance well?
People learn to dance just like they study, spending over a decade studying hard and starting to stretch and practice dancing from a young age. Is it really that easy?
The concubines all looked somewhat embarrassed.
Gao Guiren was overjoyed; she hadn't expected that this time her major would actually be a perfect match!
The Korean woman was charming and passionate, skilled in singing and dancing. Unfortunately, since she entered the palace, the emperor had never appreciated her talent, leaving her with no opportunity to use it. She originally thought she could only entertain herself in her room, but who would have thought she would have such good fortune.
So as soon as Fubuki finished speaking, she immediately said, "Your Majesty, this concubine is willing to dance here every day."
Changning gave her an approving look. This was more powerful than any gas station. The noblewoman immediately straightened her back and raised her head, as if boundless pride was rising in her chest. This path to promotion had finally come to her.
Consort Yu twitched her lips. Her body was as stiff as a board. Her mother had thought about letting her practice dance to improve her temperament since she was a child. After all, she was from the Han Banner Army and would most likely become a concubine in the future selection of imperial concubines.
Therefore, using one's beauty to please others is still quite necessary. Practicing dance can also be considered a means of winning favor. Who knew that even after hiring five musicians in a row, none of them could teach her well.
This was an absolute disgrace to her, an absolute disgrace!
But regardless, the Empress is here today. There's no escaping it now; he can only accept his fate, make a few perfunctory gestures, and that's it, since the Empress won't be coming afterward anyway.
After saying this, Changning directed the concubines to line up in three rows, then ordered the music troupe to begin playing and singing, and selected a lead dancer.
As soon as the prelude began, all the concubines were stunned.
What song is this?
They had never heard of it before. It was neither grand and majestic nor melodious and tender, nor was it the kind of ceremonial music sung at banquets. Instead, it felt a bit... vulgar.
"The vast horizon is my love!"
"Flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills!"
What kind of rhythm is the most swaying?
As the song began, Changning started dancing along. Hutuli stood enthusiastically beside her, following the lead dancer's and her mother's movements, panting and dancing with great joy. She loved the song and found it very powerful.
Yierha was also a little embarrassed. He secretly glanced at Changning and saw that she was jumping with a serious expression. He turned his head back and found that his mother was also trying her best to follow along. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and move.
The other concubines looked at each other.
No one dared to utter a sound; their minds went blank for a few seconds. The dance moves looked simple, but were they really beautiful?
Changning jumped and danced, completely immersed in this joy—a simple, pure kind of happiness.
It felt like many years had passed, and we had returned to modern life. We even started singing along: "If we're going to sing, we should sing the most joyfully!"
You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky!
Let me try my best to keep you here!
Hey! Stay!
As the chorus reached its climax, the rhythm became increasingly pronounced. Seeing that even the Empress was singing with such enthusiasm, the concubines gradually let loose as well. Since the Empress had set aside her airs, how could we not risk our lives to accompany her?
So, the ladies who are usually so noble and elegant started jumping around, stretching their arms and legs.
The palace servants nearby lowered their heads desperately, forcibly suppressing their laughter, not daring to laugh out loud at this moment.
The noblewoman was on the verge of tears. She had thought this dance would showcase her supple waist, but it turned out to be like an elderly person stretching their muscles. However, she learned such simple movements very quickly and soon she was on par with the lead dancer.
Seeing how well she danced, Changning quickly waved her over and invited her to come forward and lead the dance.
Consort Gao strode forward with great pride and, amidst the envious and jealous gazes of the concubines behind her, successfully joined the Empress's ranks.
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