C85 (2/2)

Liu Zichen chuckled, ”Taste it first.” ”There are indeed a lot of places in the river, but I will send someone to deliver them to your home in the future.”

Su Mu knew that he would not give in to his evil intentions, but he was too lazy to care about it. He simply turned his head away and filtered his voice, treating it as though he wasn't there.

”I heard that the Hu family has a woman called Hu Zi. Her sword dance has reached the acme of perfection. I wonder if I have such blessings?” The empress dowager had wanted to wait for Hu Chi to speak, but he didn't move for a long time. At the same time, Lin Yi's face turned restless as well. For the sake of the situation turning cold, she could only step out.

Madam Hu smiled and poked him where no one else could see. ”It's not that this subject is boasting. My daughter's sword dance is indeed breathtaking.”

Hu Chi stood up with a cold expression and said stiffly, ”Many thanks to the empress dowager for your love, but my daughter didn't bring her sword today.”

The empress dowager frowned. ”There are many guards in the palace, you can pick any.” The empress dowager wasn't interested in the so-called sword dance, but Hu Chi had grown up with the army and exuded an air of barbarism. Presumably, there was nothing else he could do.

The emperor could indeed directly seal Hu Zi as his backer, but he couldn't convince others. After becoming an imperial concubine, they all had to have talent and virtue accompanying them.

Huish was still looking for an excuse to refuse.

Lin Yi looked at her coldly and called out 'Wang'.

Wang Yun immediately handed over his treasure sword.

Hu Zi took the sword and stood silently in the middle of the hall.

”Let me tell you, this Hu Chi's sword dance is not bad at all. Open your eyes wide and take a good look.” Liu Zichen looked towards Su Mu as if he didn't feel Su Mu's coldness towards him.

Liu Zichen's knuckles drummed rhythmically on the tabletop, and from time to time, he would play the glass cup, producing a crisp sound.

Hu Zi looked back at him and finally moved.

He raised his sword horizontally and his waist swayed.

Wild and reserved, passionate and sorrowful. At first glance, it was full of contradictions, but at last, it didn't seem too sudden.

The crowd only felt their heroic spirit rising to their chests. If another sword appeared, they would be able to slaughter everyone in their surroundings.

Hu Chi was like a raging inferno. Even if the fire was extinguished, it would leave behind ashes that the wind would not dissipate, leaving a deep imprint in the hearts of everyone present.

Liu Zichen didn't use his hands to grab the two glazed bowls, letting out a clear and melodious sound that resonated with the clanging of the sword in Hu Zi's hands.

After the dance, Hu Zi faced Liu Zichen and pointed his long sword at the ground.

Liu Zichen didn't look at her.

As the wind blew outside the door, her red dress fluttered in the wind. Hu Zi took a deep breath, turned around and drew a beautiful arc in the air with his sword.

”Wonderful! ”Wonderful!” Her Majesty smiled.

Huish smiled stiffly.

Lin Yi nodded and praised, ”This dance is wild and unrestrained. The manliness and gentleness of a woman mix together in an ingenious way. Very good, very good.”

To date, Lin Yi had praised many people, but most of them only said ”very good”. Only Hu Zi had received such praise from Lin Yi, which showed how breathtaking his dance was.

Su Mu only felt a dull feeling in his chest, as if he had blocked off a breath of air.