El cuento de la princesa Song en Heian-kyo

Capítulo 46

Seeing that Feng Youhuang didn't react, Xiao Han became even more determined to kill Yu Zhou, but the sword in his hand trembled uncontrollably. A long-held fear surged within him. Fate was so cruel. To have the person he loved most killed with his own hands—no one in the world could be more tormented than Xiao Han.

"Yu Ran, the Wan Hua Lou is getting more and more extravagant," Shen Wuyue said, looking at Ji Yu Ran.

Ji Yuran was originally the behind-the-scenes owner of Wan Hua Lou, but the reason why Shen Wuyue only brought him here this time is obvious.

"Your Majesty, you..." Ji Yuran's eyes held a hint of fear. However, she did not show it. To Shen Wuyue, useless people were like garbage and had to be eliminated.

Shen Wuyue smiled faintly: "I was just joking, but I really can't figure out Xi Meng's (Hua Qianmo's courtesy name) intentions. I'm even a little afraid of him."

"Why does Your Majesty say that?" Ji Yuran asked, puzzled.

"During the Six Arts period, I had the most contact with him, but I also understood him the least. He was carefree and without desires, but such people are indeed the most terrifying. His talent was somewhat lacking compared to others, and he was even less cunning, but such people are hard to guard against when they start to scheme."

"His Majesty fears that today's events may be a trap."

"Hmph, what do you think~" Shen Wuyue smiled mysteriously. Ji Yuran felt a chill, an indescribable coldness. Yu Zhou and Bing Ning, standing at the back door of Wan Hua Lou, hesitated to enter, because Yu Zhou saw Shen Wuyue also enter Wan Hua Lou, and vaguely sensed Hua Qianmo's conspiracy.

"Husband, why do you think the Emperor is here too?" Bing Ning asked curiously. Yu Zhou, who was wrapped up tightly in a cloak, said in a slightly hoarse voice, "It must be Hua Qianmo's doing. This time I can only improvise. It's best not to show my face. Bing Ning, give me that mask."

"What! You want to wear a mask? All the makeup I did for you all day will be wasted! I don't want to!" Bing Ning said stubbornly, clutching the silver-white crescent mask.

Yu Zhou angrily snatched it away and gently fastened it. The silver-white crescent mask exuded a cold aura, and Yu Zhou's fair skin was vaguely visible, but it appeared very hazy, making Yu Zhou seem even more ethereal and mysterious.

Bing Ning stared at Yu Zhou's profile, once again captivated by his beauty.

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[Dynasty Storms: The Dance Competition]

"Whether you're far away or right in front of me, Hua Qianmo will definitely recognize you first." Hua Qianmo smiled slightly, her alluring and confident demeanor hidden beneath her glamorous makeup, as she blocked Yu Zhou's path with both hands.

Yu Zhou's smile beneath his cloak appeared pale, and he simply said, "But I do not wish for Brother Hua to recognize me."

"You idiot, you're disgusting! Wearing such bright red rouge!" Bing Ning looked at Hua Qianmo with disgust. Her stunning husband wasn't wearing any makeup, yet he was dressed like a butterfly. Although he did look beautiful, even more so than Wu Yueying, she just couldn't help but find him repulsive.

Hua Qianmo's expression hardened as she noticed Bing Ning's disdainful gaze. A surge of anger rose within her; Yu Zhou had actually brought his wife along! Did he think he couldn't live without her?

"Say it, what are we going to compete in?" Yu Zhou was already impatient with the way Hua Qianmo and Bing Ning were staring at each other. Wearing women's clothes was completely uncomfortable for him.

Hua Qianmo wore a pink dress, a butterfly bun, and a light blue hairpin, giving her an overall look of both allure and elegance, with a slightly mischievous smile playing on her lips: "Let's dance!"

"A martial arts contest? You know perfectly well that my husband doesn't know martial arts, yet you still want to have a contest. Isn't that going too far?" Bing Ning shouted angrily at Hua Qianmo.

"Idiot, I meant the dance. If you say another word, I'll cut your tongue out." Hua Qianmo threatened Bing Ning, who immediately covered her mouth and looked innocently at Yu Zhou.

Yu Zhou walked quietly backstage, as if in silent agreement, and Bing Ning hurriedly followed.

"Little Bean, please invite our distinguished guest upstairs," Hua Qianmo said with a sly grin. He crossed his arms and watched Yu Zhou's retreating figure. The little Bean hurriedly ran out as well; he had never seen his young master so confident. This was the most serious Hua Qianmo had ever been.

"Husband, what kind of dance are you going to do?" Bingning asked Yuzhou curiously.

Yu Zhou remained silent, but his black pupils were unpredictable.

"Young Master Yu, our lord wants you to go to the front desk first." The little boy ran in breathlessly, eager to see Yu Zhou's appearance, but Yu Zhou was hidden by a dark cloak.

"I understand." Yu Zhou sighed softly.

The brothel was packed with men, all staring in disbelief at the enormous stage. A massive circular platform, crafted from a single piece of glass, shimmered with iridescent light under the candlelight. Thin, red gauze draped above it. Blood-red rose petals were scattered haphazardly across the glass, creating a scene of dreamlike wonderland, leaving everyone mesmerized.

But hidden inside the Accord are the emperors of five kingdoms.

But when Yu Zhou looked around, she saw several people she shouldn't have seen. Lan Tianxixiang, disguised as a man, sat in the head seat, eagerly waiting. Wu Yueying was also in the crowd, arguing with a maid. Even more unbelievable was Yu Qingqing; she was there too. They were all women disguised as men. And Lin Lie was on the roof beam.

Yu Zhou suddenly regretted coming; he was sure he had fallen for Hua Qianmo's trick. While Yu Zhou was deep in thought, Hua Qianmo was already standing on the glass platform, bowing gracefully. Her beauty was captivating, and illuminated by the candlelight, she appeared alluring and seductive, even surpassing Yelü in allure.

Although the others had all seen Hua Qianmo dressed as a woman before, this time it was too much. His seductive eyes were alluring, enticing the people below the stage. Even though Lan Tianxixiang knew he was a man, she still subconsciously swallowed.

"This humble servant, Hua Rui, will offer a dance to all of you gentlemen," Hua Qianmo said in a coquettish voice. Everyone else was utterly astonished, especially Yu Zhou, who involuntarily coughed. His face was filled with countless black lines.

She soared and spun in one fluid motion, rising on tiptoe and dancing in the air like a fairy on water. Her pink water sleeves twirled like serpents in her hands, catching rose petals from the ground and scattering them into the air. Petals rained down on Hua Qianmo's handsome face, eliciting applause and gasps of amazement. The men below the stage stared at Hua Qianmo with utter fascination.

Hua Qianmo's dance was melodious yet poignant, carrying a profound sense of sorrow. Every movement was deeply moving. The melancholy and sorrow in his eyes were understood by everyone in the audience. He danced with all his heart, a dance that told of infatuation, love, pain, struggle, and heartbreak. Each word struck Yu Zhou like a blow.

But Yu Zhou only managed a bitter smile. Had her fears come true? Yu Zhou helplessly raised her eyes, her body gradually trembling. She closed her eyes in fear.

Before she knew it, Hua Qianmo's eyes were filled with tears.

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience. Whether they were stunned by Hua Qianmo's beauty or admired by her dancing skills, the young talents all looked at this peerless beauty with admiration and even pity.

When the dance ended, Wu Yueying's clothes were soaked with tears. Wu Yueying understood the entire dance; she was also a dancer, and this dance contained too much bitterness and sorrow, which inevitably brought tears to her eyes.

Yu Zhou slowly walked onto the stage. Perhaps Hua Qianmo's dance was too stunning, because no one in the audience applauded for Yu Zhou. Everyone looked at the cloaked figure with curiosity.

The audience started jeering: "Get out of here, we want the flower stamen!"

“Yes, today we only have Hua Rui Gu Ning. Please, young lady, step down.” Another refined-looking man said loudly to Yu Zhou.

"Brother Li, why bother arguing with this kind of woman! Let's all call her Flower Bud Girl."

Chaos erupted in the audience, but Yu Zhou stood silently on the stage. Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and Yu Zhou's cloak fell off.

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Ling was held up by something earlier and has to go to school today, so that's all for now. I was going to finish writing... Oops~~~~sorry

[Dynasty Storm: Flower Without Heart]