Long Sword and Jun Wu

Chapter 142: Stunning Beauty on the Water
The originally dark Taiye Lake became brighter and brighter, and the sound of the flute came from far away.

Under the moonlight, the musical scale passed through the ripples on the water, leaped up in vain, circled at the treetops, flew back to the pond, crossed the sparkling water, like a night heron, and flew back to where the flute sound came from.

A thin layer of mist rose on the surface of the pond. Through the layers of white smoke, the sound of a flute was getting closer and closer. Everyone at the banquet held their breath and stared at that direction, trying to find out what the person playing the flute was trying to do.
On the dark pond, a small boat broke through the white mist and slowly rowed over. Everyone looked far away and saw three people on the boat, one rowing at the stern and one sitting in the middle. Judging from his clothes, he should be a man. In front of him was a small table with a zither on it. At this time, his arm was raised horizontally, and the flute sound like glass falling on a jade plate came from this man.

The man was dressed in white, looking dust-free, his fingers lightly holding the jade flute. His soul seemed to merge with the notes, flying up to the horizon and entangled with a crescent moon.

His gaze then shifted to the graceful figure standing at the front of the boat.

As the boat got closer, under the light of nearly a hundred candles on the pond, everyone slowly saw the woman clearly.

The woman had a beautiful face and cold eyes, with a blue lotus hairpin between her eyebrows, which contrasted with the blue lotus embroidered in gold thread on her clothes.

The long skirt, in moon white and lake green, was spread out into twelve layers of cloud folds, and the lotus pattern flowed in the candlelight, casting a gilded halo. A double-ring four-way Ruyi ribbon was tied around the waist, and the blue-white jade belt buckle was carved into the shape of twin lotus flowers.

The sound of the flute seemed to have had enough of playing on the moon. It made a sharp turn, like a kingfisher skimming over the water, and circled around Gongsun Ling.

A loud voice suddenly sounded, and a woman was seen leaping lightly, with the silk ribbon on her waist flying up in the wind. Everyone held their breath and watched, wondering what would happen, because the boat carrying three people was still far away from the shore, and it would be impossible for them to reach the shore with this jump.

The sound of the flute turned around and stopped abruptly, and Gongsun Ling was already standing steadily on the water.

"Woo!"
"ah!"

"Wow!"

There were screams and trembling sounds one after another, and everyone looked at the person standing on the surface of the pool in shock. Some reacted violently and even stood up immediately, wanting to rush to the edge of the pool to take a closer look. Many people also knocked over wine glasses, wine jugs, and plates in surprise, and the sound of clanging was endless.

The concubines sitting on the high seats also covered their mouths in surprise, but due to their status, they did not show it too obviously.

Li Longji stared at Gongsun Ling without blinking, holding the armrests tightly with both hands, feeling both expectant and worried.

Pei Min also kept staring at Gongsun Ling, not wanting to take his eyes away for even a second. Although he had participated from the beginning and knew all the details, he was still worried about falling into the water after all.
The autumn wind had already started, and the water in the pond must have been icy cold. He gripped the scabbard more and more tightly, not daring to let his guard down at all.

Ying Wuming put down the jade flute, raised his hand and lightly plucked the strings. The sound of "Spring Thunder" was so shocking and powerful that it immediately brought everyone back to their senses.

Gongsun Ling raised her wide sleeves and slowly drew a sword from her left sleeve with her right hand.

Although it was far away, Chu Yan could still tell at a glance that it was the portable sword he had given.

Gongsun Wan had no talent for dancing and usually stayed in the Imperial Medical Office to make medicine. She had never seen Gongsun Ling's sword dance. Seeing Gongsun Ling's beautiful appearance, she was surprised and said, "Sister is so amazing. She can actually stand on the water. The sword she used must be the portable sword you gave to her, right?" She looked at Chu Yan and asked.

Chu Yan smiled slightly, lowered his head slightly and whispered the secret of the water in her ear.

Suddenly, she came very close to him, and Chu Yan could smell the faint herbal scent on her body, which was not the scent of powder from ordinary women. Chu Yan was a little dazed for a moment. Gongsun Wan understood, smiled and nodded, and then she focused on watching her sister's exquisite dance.

Seeing that Gongsun Wan seemed indifferent, Chu Yu sighed softly and could only look at the stunning figure on the water.

Gongsun Ling flicked the sword lightly, in harmony with Ying Wuming's piano playing. Then he pointed the tip of the sword to the sky, drew a large circle to the side, raised his right foot, and took a step to the side.

"ah!."

There were a few more exclamations, and the woman on the water was seen dancing in a strange way, in harmony with the soft sword in her hand. She was always floating on the water and did not sink.

The sound of the piano "Spring Thunder" melted the water in the pond. Gongsun Ling stepped on the water, splashing water, like a lotus flower. With another flip and jump, the tip of the sword bent on the surface of the pond, bounced up again, and fell steadily.

The tip of the sword lifted from the water surface, and countless water droplets rose into the air. Under the reflection of the candlelight, the water droplets were like bright stars, sparkling and dotted. The gold-thread embroidered lotus on Gongsun Ling's body was also splashed by the water droplets, emitting golden water light.

The sound of the piano changed from soft to stunning; Gongsun Ling quickened her pace, moving on the water.

Graceful and elegant, like a lotus emerging from the water.

It is lively and agile, like flying catkins.

All the guests were watching intently. No one was drinking or chatting anymore, and no one had the heart to eat a bite of the sumptuous meal. They just watched Gongsun Ling's dance steps, not understanding how she could stand on the water and keep changing her dance steps without sinking into the water.

Pei Min also kept his eyes on the water, fearing that Gongsun Ling might take a wrong step. His thoughts were all revealed on his face.

Khitan Princess Li Tingmu was also shocked when she saw Gongsun Ling's sword dance on the water. She looked up at the Tang emperor on the high throne and saw surprise and satisfaction in his eyes. In comparison, her dance was nothing in the eyes of the emperor. No wonder he only gave her a crappy score.

Li Tingmu was furious. He turned around and saw Pei Min who was not far from the emperor. He saw that he was also staring at Gongsun Ling, his whole body tense, as if he was afraid that she might be in danger.

Li Tingmu angrily filled the glass with wine and drank it in one gulp. Then he turned around and saw his brother Li Tangu looking at Gongsun Ling with shining eyes and drooling. Li Tingmu wished he could poke out the eyes of his stupid brother.

The moonlight and candlelight reflected each other, Gongsun Ling's soft sword was like autumn wind blowing up fallen leaves, her slender waist bent with the sword, and the souls of the spectators seemed to have left their bodies, floating up and down on the pool.

Suddenly, the sound of "Spring Thunder" turned fast and aggressive again. Gongsun Ling jumped back and forth, her toes touching the water. The light on her soft sword fell like sparks. The sound of the piano became denser, and her sword dance became faster and faster, drawing dozens of rays of light in the air.

Ying Wu's ring finger moved quickly, and the sound of the zither became more and more passionate, rushing up the mountain, reaching the top, and then flowing down. Gongsun Ling spun from the pool to the shore, and with another light jump, she landed on the ground with the sound of the zither.

The water droplets on the Sui-Shaped Sword dripped down the sword body, and Gongsun Ling saluted the saint and concubines on the high platform.

"Good, very good." Li Longji was the first to come back to his senses. He stopped maintaining his imperial image and stood up to applaud and praise.

Surprise Emperor: Water Sword Dance