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Chapter 37 Dance

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    Mrs. Liu was so strong that Song Wan was pushed to the ground. Just as she was about to get up, a slender bamboo-like hand was placed in front of her.

    Chu Yichen changed his clothes. The material happened to be navy blue, and it was also made of cloud brocade, with cloud patterns embroidered with silver thread. At first glance, it looked a bit like Gu Yanting's dress, but upon closer inspection, it was quite different.

    Chu Yichen's belt was inlaid with white jade and embellished with a hollow carved white jade pendant. His black hair was also tied with a white jade crown. I don't know what method he used. His face was much rosier than what Song Wan had seen just now. He still looked  Slender, but handsome and elegant. Compared with the two, Gu Yanting's rough temperament is even stronger.

    The weather is very good today, and the bright golden sunshine reflects extremely clearly the thin calluses and intricate palm lines created by Chu Yichen's pen grip.

    This hand has read countless famous books and drawn countless paintings and calligraphy. Now it is quietly placed in front of Song Wan, waiting for her to hold it.

    It seems that as long as you grab this hand, you can escape from the filthy quagmire, be carefully protected, and no longer be destroyed by the strong wind.

    But her hands were too clean and she couldn't get them dirty.

    Song Wan averted his eyes, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said loudly: "This slave deserves to die. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

    Chu Yichen stiffened his hands and looked at Song Wan. When they met today, she had been kneeling to him, confessing her guilt and begging for mercy. She reminded him with her actions time and time again that there was a great disparity in status between them, and they were no longer the same as before.  .

    My heart felt like it was being pressed by a boulder, feeling stuffy and painful.

    With so many pairs of eyes looking at him, Chu Yichen couldn't directly help Song Wan up like he did just now. He could only retract his hand and say as calmly as possible: "I'm sorry, get up."

    "Thank you, Your Highness, for your grace!"

    Song Wan kowtowed and thanked, Chu Yichen went to sit next to Zhao Li. Song Wan just stood up, but before he could return to Gu Yanting, Zhao Li said lazily: "Wait a minute, didn't I just say that I wanted to perform for fun?  Are you going to show this to me?"

    Song Wan stopped, Chu Yichen said with a serious face, "There are many actors and singers in the Hou Mansion. I wonder what kind of performance the emperor would like to see?"

    "What's so interesting about these people's performances?" Zhao Li drank a glass of wine, looked at Song Wan intently, and said, "I like to watch this maid of Lord Gu perform."

    Chu Yichen frowned and was about to argue with Zhao Li when Song Wan stood there with a smile and said: "Today is the birthday banquet of the eldest lady of the Marquis of Weiyang Mansion. I have little talent and little knowledge. I have no ability. I will perform a dance for the prince and you all."  How about "Eight Immortals Congratulations" to add to the fun?"

    "good!"

    Zhao Li clapped his hands and shouted, asking the actor next to him to play music.

    The melodious sound of the guqin sounded first, and Song Wan slowly raised his hands. Her fingers were as slender as jade, and her small wrists were exposed from her sleeves, which dazzled people's eyes.

    After the sound of the guqin, the mellow and clear sound of the jade flute joined in. The music style suddenly became cheerful, and Song Wan began to twist his waist in accordance with the music.

    She was not shy and swayed, her waist was swung extremely wide, and she was as flexible as a water snake. Her cheap cotton and linen dress was completely ignored by others. In everyone's eyes, only her slender hands, soft and flexible waist, and perfect curves were left.  Hips.

    After dancing to the song, Song Wan was out of breath, his little face was red with heat, and there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on it. Song Wan knelt on the ground and said intermittently: "Slave I have shown my shame."

    Her breathing was rapid, her body lying on the ground was rising and falling, and her breathing was tainted with confusion.

    Everyone was mesmerized by Song Wan's dance, but Gu Yanting, who had been silent all this time, had a cold expression and only looked at the livid-faced Chu Yichen next to the King of Yue.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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