latelenovela Chapter 338: Unparalleled Beauty vs. 703
Chapter 338: Unparalleled Beauty vs. 703
Qu Xinyue calmly picked up a few chickens and went to pluck their feathers nearby.
Seeing that she was doing things quietly, everyone stopped paying attention to her.
Qu Xinyue was standing closest to the stove, where there was a small casserole with thick porridge in it.
This is Wanxiang's dinner.
Every time before Wanxiang goes on stage, she drinks a bowl of thick porridge to fill her stomach.
Because eating other foods can easily make your belly bulge, which seriously affects your image.
Qu Xinyue threw the senna leaves into the casserole, and after boiling for a while, she took out the leaves and threw them into the stove.
After a while, the flames scorched the senna leaves and burned them into charcoal.
The maid who served Wanxiang calculated the time and came to the kitchen to get a bowl of porridge. Qu Xinyue calmly washed the casserole and placed it on the shelf.
Everything was the same as before. These trivial tasks were originally hers, and no one doubted it.
Time passed little by little, and soon the lights came on.
In Wanxiang Courtyard, Wanxiang had already dressed up with exquisite makeup and pearl hairpins and kingfisher feathers in her hair.
She was going to wear the long dress that Rong's mother had made for her a month ago.
The lavender long skirt floats like smoke, and the light gauze is embroidered with intricate gold threads, outlining colorful butterflies.
The slim-fitting skirt fits her body closely, and whenever she walks, the hem of the skirt moves with the wind, creating a vivid picture.
Just imagining it, Wanxiang felt that she would stun everyone tonight and become famous in Kyoto again.
She is not young anymore, it is time for her to plan for herself.
Everyone at the table tonight is very expensive. Maybe someone will be able to pay a large sum of money to redeem her and bring her ashore!
Thinking that the once high and mighty daughter Qu Xinyue would rot in Guiyin Pavilion as a person of the lowest status, she might become the concubine of some mansion.
In the future, she will enjoy endless wealth and glory, and Wanxiang will feel an excited pleasure.
Outside the house, Rong's mother's people had come to urge her, their tone was flattering and friendly.
"Miss Wanxiang, the distinguished guests outside are almost all here. I heard that even Prince Cang Zhao is here! Mother Rong asked you to prepare well."
Wanxiang's heart skipped a beat. Hiss—Prince Cang Zhao? !
The Prince Cang Zhao, who is said to be tall, handsome, the most favored by the Empress Dowager, arrogant and unrestrained, and not interested in women, is here too?
Wanxiang had seen this gentleman from afar, and her heart was already beating fast at that moment.
It can be said that I was hooked at first sight.
But Prince Cang Zhao is the bright moon in the sky, and she is the grass on the ground, and she knows she is not worthy of him.
But what if?
What if Prince Cang Zhao suddenly comes down to earth tonight?
Wanxiang clutched her clothes at her chest excitedly, feeling that her heart was about to jump out of her chest uncontrollably.
At this time, fierce screams were heard again from the front yard.
She is a girl from Guiyinyuan.
"Miss Wanxiang, Master Nan Ze is here!" Outside the house, Xia He, who was serving her, blushed with excitement and came forward to announce the good news.
Prince Nan Ze, the eldest son of the imperial merchant Nan family.
This person has handsome eyebrows and eyes, is gentle and polite, has elegant and gentle manners, and a warm and friendly temperament.
He is known as the husband that Kyoto women most want to marry.
Wan Xiang's eyes sparkled with excitement. If she couldn't follow Prince Cang Zhao, then she would definitely be happy if she could enter the Nan family and become the person close to Master Nan Ze...
Just when she was so excited that she wanted to sing a song, she suddenly felt a cramp in her abdomen and a gurgling sound.
She gasped, covered her stomach, gritted her teeth and ran to the toilet in annoyance.
Mother Rong was in the front yard, entertaining guests with a smile on her face.
The handkerchief in her hand flew out, and the sound was mixed into eighteen.
After two rounds of drinks, Rong's mother finally felt something was wrong. Why was Wanxiang still not coming out to perform at this late hour?
She frowned and asked someone to urge her.
A moment later, the person who was sent to urge Wanxiang came back and whispered something in Rong's mother's ear, and Rong's mother almost turned into a screaming chicken.
She looked around to make sure that the guests wouldn't hear her, then she lowered her voice and screamed.
"Why didn't it hurt earlier or later? Now I have a stomachache and I'm about to go on stage! What should I do with these distinguished guests?"
After saying that, she paced around like an ant on a hot pan, and finally became worried, so she hurried to find Wanxiang to check on the situation.
As soon as she arrived outside the bathroom, Mother Rong heard a crackling sound similar to firecrackers coming from inside the bathroom. Her heart sank and she spoke.
"Wanxiang, what's your situation now?"
Wan Xiang, who was squatting in the toilet, was almost marinated. She moaned softly and replied, "Mother Rong, I don't think I can dance tonight."
Rong's mother, who was outside the door, felt dizzy and almost burst into a curse.
The place is almost full, and now we tell her she can't dance, wouldn't that offend all the guests?
Will Guiyin Pavilion continue to open for business in the future?
"Why don't you hold on a little longer?" Mother Rong gritted her teeth, wishing she could tell Wanxiang that even if she had to crawl for her, she had to climb onto the stage and dance!
But when Wanxiang opened the door and saw her pale face and trembling legs, there was only one thought in Rong's mother's heart: It's over!
Seeing that Wanxiang had been out for less than half a quarter of an hour and then hurried back to the palace, Rong Mama stamped her feet in anger, but she also knew that she could not rely on Wanxiang now, so she could only let the girl in the pavilion take over first.
Mother Rong rushed back to the front yard with a heavy heart, calculating in her heart how much money she would have to pay tonight, and her heart ached to the point of bleeding.
At this moment, a loud whistle suddenly sounded from among the guests.
This is often the case when a girl goes on stage to show her talent and the guests below cheer and applaud her.
Mother Rong looked surprised and murmured softly.
Who came on stage?
She was both relieved and uneasy.
It is gratifying that there is such a sensible girl who stepped forward to support the dance at this time.
What makes people uneasy and worried is that Wanxiang is a good dancer, and this time she has made sufficient preparations to promote her new dance.
It can be said that the vast majority of the guests present came here for Wanxiang’s reputation.
If the guests realize that the person dancing is not Wanxiang, won’t they be disappointed and feel cheated?
After all, there are very few people who can surpass Wanxiang's dance!
With a feeling of trepidation, Rong's mother came to the stage.
She looked towards the stage and saw a woman with a graceful figure and a waist that was barely slender enough to be held in one hand. The gauze dance skirt outlined her graceful figure with perfect lines.
As the woman walked, her steps were light, and the colorful butterflies embroidered with gold thread on the hem of her skirt were looming, as if a group of colorful butterflies were dancing around her, reluctant to leave.
Although the woman was wearing a long veil, it added a sense of mystery, and the audience in the audience had already become restless.
Mother Rong was stunned. She went over the images of all the girls in the pavilion in her mind, but she couldn't match them with the beauty on the stage.
She pointed at Qu Xinyue on the stage and asked the people from Guiyin Pavilion beside her in surprise.
"who is she?"
Everyone shook their heads in confusion.
They all looked at Rong's mother in surprise.
Wasn’t it arranged by Rong’s mother?
No wonder they felt that this person was unfamiliar just now, as if they had never seen him in Guiyin Pavilion!
So, now the question is, since no one knows her, where did this girl come from? Can she dance? Is she here to mess up the party?
Rong's mother's face changed drastically, and she wanted to have someone pull the girl off the stage to question her.
But at this moment, music sounded and the long flute started to play.
Qu Xinyue moved. She straightened her instep, moved as lightly as a swallow, and lightly kicked the hem of her skirt. The colorful butterflies seemed to be startled by the playful girl and flew away along with her skirt.
Her arms are as soft as boneless, her waist is as gentle as a willow, and she dances gracefully with every step.
When she looked back, the pair of eyes as white as smoke behind the veil seemed to want to speak but was shy.
The girl uses her toes as the axis, her long sleeves move lightly and her delicate body rotates with it.
The sound of the pipa added in was like pearls falling on a jade plate, and the girl spun faster and faster...