Leng Qing, listening to Xin He’s words, her eyes lit up. Over these days, their new owner had almost interacted with all the girls here, discovering all their strengths and features, and making full use of them to win more likability.
Previously, Leng Qing was always criticized by the old Madam for not being gentle, obedient, or sweet enough, and her appearance did not match her arrogance. She thought she was worthless until the new owner arrived and brought out her strengths one by one, even her "bad temper" became her biggest characteristic.
In her heart, she not only admired the new owner, but also felt grateful.
As Leng Qing saw it, so did everyone else around her.
Without further ado, they went to change their clothes.
Xin He sat in the taishi chair in the center of the hall, drinking tea from a cup, waiting as if for his brides.
Shulan saw her lady looking so dashing that no one would believe she was a young master who only cared about beauty. She couldn’t help but shake her head, wondering what her husband would think of this.
The girls finally changed their costumes and made some dressing up, and then came out one after another.
Xin He looked at the girls in front of him, and his eyes were shining.
Leng Qing was wearing a water green high-slit cheongsam with cloud patterns, which perfectly outlined her flawless figure. The slit on both sides of the skirt reached the root of her legs, and with every movement, her slender, long legs were prominently displayed. Coupled with her cold and dignified face, her whole demeanor was simply stunning.
Hua Rao was arranged to perform jazz dance, similar to contemporary Korean girl groups. As her dance required large movements, she wore an ultra-short skirt, which looked like a mini skirt but was actually a pair of shorts. Hua Rao had the best figure, so they hoped she could show off her body with this seductive dance. This short skirt was simple yet sexy on her, and Xin He’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction.
Next were the eight girls who were accompanying Hua Rao in the dance. Their skirts were also similar to Hua Rao’s, but they were all black, with Hua Rao’s being white with gold threads, highlighting the leading role.
Qing Lei was arranged to sing a fresh and refined song. She had a pure and simple appearance, and her presence seemed out of place with the Flower House. Therefore, her clothes were not designed to be revealing – just a simple, elegant long dress in a light lake-blue color.
Xin He nodded approvingly, finally laying his eyes on the latecomer Yi Ling. Although Yi Ling was a last-minute addition, Xin He was not negligent in the slightest. He positioned her as the soft and cute type, to sing an incredibly cute song called "Love’s Embrace". So, her prepared outfit was a bubble short skirt, with a half-exposed cleavage, as he noticed that Yi Ling indeed had a large bust.
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The cute skirt made her look both adorable and sexy, plus with her round, cute face, and big, twinkling eyes, she truly looked like an angelic face with a devilish figure.
Xin He smiled with satisfaction: "Good! You all look great!"
For the first time, Hua Rao wore such a short skirt and felt a bit shy, "Young Master, do we really go on stage like this?"
"Why not? The goal is to display your best features, and these are the most suitable outfits for you. On the day of the Oiran competition, don’t let me down." Xin He laughed.
Xin He paused for a moment before continuing, "Besides, I must clarify that in this Oiran competition, I never intended it to be a mere contest. In my eyes, it’s a showcase, an opportunity for all of you to shine and to cherish. Winning or losing doesn’t matter! My goal has never been to promote just one person, but to see all the flowers bloom. Everyone needs to work together so that ultimately, your value can increase together – that is the real victory!"
Xin He was afraid that they would fight among themselves for their own benefits, so he specifically reiterated this point once again.
"We understand." A chorus of crisp voices rang out, and Xin He smiled with satisfaction.
"Hey, does Ah Lian not need to try on her clothes?" Someone asked.
Xin He laughed, "There’s no need for that. Ah Lian will perform the drunken concubine dance on the day of the Oiran competition. Her clothes were brought from the capital city, and there’s no need to prepare anything else. You just need to take care of yourselves."
Upon hearing this, everyone had a rough idea of who the winner of the Oiran competition would be. It would be Ah Lian – after all, she was the number one courtesan of the capital city. How could she not win against the others here in this competition? They all readily accepted this outcome.
In fact, everyone became more relaxed knowing that the Oiran title was already determined. In any case, they couldn’t get the title, so they could only try their best to showcase themselves and become a sensation!
"What about Qiao Qiao?" Yi Ling suddenly asked, blinking her eyes. "Where is Qiao Qiao?"
Everyone’s expressions differed upon hearing this. It was well known that Yi Ling and Qiao Qiao didn’t get along. Now that Yi Ling had gained the young master’s favor by getting a solo stage, wasn’t she just slapping Qiao Qiao’s face?
Qiao Qiao was also given a solo stage, but it was just ordinary ancient dance without Xin He’s guidance, showing she wasn’t taken seriously. Qiao Qiao’s heart must have been disappointed.
Xin He’s smile remained: "She’s probably still sleeping. I’ll talk to her later. As for her costume, she wanted to prepare it herself since it’s an ancient dance that I’m not familiar with."
"Well then, prepare yourselves. In half an hour, let’s do a dress rehearsal! In five days, it will be the official Oiran competition. By then, you must all show your best skills. Don’t slack off!" Xin He announced loudly.
Upon hearing this, everyone’s heart tightened slightly, and they began to prepare solemnly.
Shulan approached, "What about Qiao Qiao?"
Xin He’s brows furrowed slightly: "Go upstairs and check on her. She made her own choices, so what mood is she in now? I don’t have the patience to coax anyone."
Shulan nodded, "This servant understands."
Xin He frowned, looking at the festively decorated hall and the stage that had already been set up. The girls were bustling about, preparing. The results of a month’s hard work were finally about to come, she couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious.
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