Chapter 157 (1/2)
This naked request of Chai Ling's truly made Su Xing open wide his eyes. ”Are you serious?”
”Does This Palace seem to be fond of telling jokes?” Chai Ling
”Could it be you feel I am that sort of person who enjoys sensual pleasures while leaving his own women to go risk life and limb?” Su Xing furrowed his brow.
The Little Whirlwind replied matter of factly, her eyes flashing, the corner of her mouth lifting into a smile: ”Is this not how it should be? This Palace's Great Circle Castle will truly make you wish you were dead.”
Su Xing coldly chuckled.
”Little Sister Chai Ling, Elder Sister urges you to not joke any further. Our Young Master is indeed not as frivolous as you believe.” Wu Xinjie was helpless.
Chai Ling's eyebrows rose, somewhat displeased: ”Knowledge Star, you are unable to produce a hundred billion, and neither are you able to let your man stay…You are making This Palace frustrated. This Palace is truly uninterested in this type of 'Help The Needy For Justice' without benefit.”
”Could it be that even Little Sister Chai Ling would waste this opportunity? And is unwilling to spend money? This buying and selling of losses is certainly unlike the business the Noble Star engages in.”
Chai Ling's eyebrows rose. She lightly bit her red lips, her hand tenderly stroking the collapsed Demon Beast, the Golden Thread Feather Fan gently dancing.
Wu Xinjie was calm and composed, an appearance that showed she planned in advance.
”Knowledge Star, you indeed are eloquent. This Palace wants one night.” Chai Ling muttered to herself for a moment then lightly laughed. ”The Great Circle Castle is honored with the presence of two long lost sisters. It would be more appropriate for This Palace to properly receive guests for a night and make a reply once again tomorrow.”
Wu Xinjie also knew that as far as the stingy Noble Star was concerned, this already was a very big concession. She nodded and did not object.
Chai Ling clapped her hands. Jinzhi and Yuye entered the main hall, announcing themselves.
They saw a group of women dressed in classical golden long gowns walk into the room in a line holding long swords in their hands. They were dressed rather elegantly, and the more than dozen beautiful young girls orderly stood in the hall, truly beautiful women that were like clouds. ”The legendary Skilful Star is accomplished in the arts, proficient in all manners of speech, dance, poetry, song and more. Since it is not so easy to have the Wanderer honor others with her presence, we wonder how is your sword dance?1 Care for a bout?”
The Sword Dance. Long established since ancient times, the sword served as a weapon dissolved into a dance performance. It could be said to be an extremely clever composition.
”I shall refuse on Little Yi's behalf.” Su Xing definitely did not want to let his maid engage in some dance. If she were to dance, it would only be for him alone.
”Young Lord Su Xing is very angry. Could it be the Skilful Star does not help her own young master do a few things?2 You have a request of This Palace, yet you do not do anything. This is not good, is it?” Chai Ling dully said, her words somewhat threatening.
”Slave Servant shall give Master one song.” Yan Yizhen gazed at Su Xing.
A pure white guzheng3 was placed on the center of the Phoenix Dances To the Heavens' hall.
Yan Yizhen sat on the ground, her skirt neatly spread out. When her lily-white hands really moved with spry motions, the maid simultaneously seemingly let her bangs fly. Her vermilion pupils paused, her thumb shook, and suddenly, the string let loose a vibrating resonance. It was as if it returned to the those olden times where romance was in the air.
The dancing girls crowded Yan Yizhen's surroundings, taking sword dance positions. The girls began to raise their swords, paced, and moved in a dance. The swords and tassels were firm and gentle perfectly together, full of changes, making the sword dance very lively. They had passed through a long practice, their sword dance posture and movement free, easy and disciplined. They appeared bright and colorful, their movements swift and nimble. When they were still, their postures were steady, sharp and bright, rich with beauty;
Their ”Traveling Sword” movements were continuous and uninterrupted, like a long and rainbow roaming dragon, head and tail in close succession. They were then also like moving clouds and flowing water, well-proportioned with a certain toughness. Not only were the bodies of the matching girls delightful to the eyes, that cold light glinting on the swords was even more like it could kill enemies at any moment.
When Yan Yizhen slowly played the first rippling the string, the hall was enveloped with the vast sound of the instrument. Forget that the maid was cold as ice, she indeed was brimming over with talent. Regarding the guzheng, it was entirely within her element. A great deal of techniques were used by her casual pinches.
The guzheng went from dull to quick, a fast torrential rain speeding along. It seemingly made people see two armies engaged in a decisive battle, the sound moving Heaven and Earth, and the roof tiles seemed to fly and drop. Upon closer inspection, there was the sound of metal drums, of swords and crossbows, of men and horses…making the listeners exert themselves, then frightening them afterwards, so touching in this way was the music.
Those young women could not help but dance along with the music. With long swords in hand, they appeared to be swimming dragons, their bodies handsome and wonderful. The originally very graceful sword dance passed through Yan Yizhen's accompanying music, and it immediately was even more prominently imposing and majestic, vastly spectacular.
Yan Yizhen's expression was earnest. At this time, she brimmed with a peace and an entirely different imposing air. Su Xing could not help but be enchanted, and he did not discover that the Little Whirlwind Chai Ling to the side was casting a meaningful glance at him.
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The night's color was deep and dense, the moon bright and soft.
A corridor of the Great Circle Castle. Su Xing opened his eyes and crawled out from bed. He did not disturb Wu Xinjie and Yan Yizhen, instead walking by himself to the Phoenix Dance Hall.
The gentle lighting made the Phoenix Dance Hall especially tender. A queen-like beauty sat before a seat with two fingers on her lips, half-charming, half-noble. In her surroundings, two young women wearing magnificent golden robes held palace lamps in their hands, not moving in the slightest.
”Chai Ling, what business do you have using Sound Transmission to see me at night? Heh. Could it be that you actually want a lustful night?” Su Xing was not surprised to see her waiting appearance.
”Being flippant and insincere once before This Palace is enough.” Chai Ling dully said.
”What's the matter, to insist that we talk alone.” Su Xing shrugged.