The Moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 296: The geese return home late, flying southward side by side

Hanlu was wearing an indigo green waist-baring chiffon dance dress, and only a tube top with a thin strap. It was very gorgeous and inlaid with various precious jades and gems. Her slender jade neck, sharp shoulders, and beautiful collarbone were clearly visible.

The slender waist is also exposed to the air. An inch above the navel, a little green gem is stuck with fish glue. A two-inch chain of gem sequins hangs down, just covering the small belly button. The bright green in the large snow-white area is the finishing touch.

The color of the skirt changes from dark to light from top to bottom. The hem of the skirt falls to the feet, showing the transparent crystal open-toed high heels. The small jade toes are clearly visible. The same indigo-colored Danchou is eye-catching. You can faintly see the hollow silver leg ornaments on the calves and the anklets that look like garlands.

A pair of jade arms are also adorned with hollow armlets, gold and silver bracelets, and light green ribbons are wrapped around the elbows.

She is truly worthy of being the best dancer in the world. Her skin is as white as frost and snow, without a single blemish. Come to think of it, it would be a real disappointment if you discovered that your smooth skin was a little out of proportion while you were enjoying singing and dancing.

Hanlu's flawless skin is extremely rare.

This dancer's outfit is really extraordinary. She is worthy of being the best dancer in the world. She has used all her best outfits.

Hanlu carefully peeked at Ying Zheng and felt that his eyes were becoming more and more passionate. She couldn't help but feel secretly happy. As long as the king likes it, the tension in her heart was also relieved a little.

Ying Zheng strode forward and embraced Han Lu's smooth waist, which was as smooth as pearls and jade.

"So the beauty wants to give me a surprise. Then I want to tell you that you are very successful and I like you very much."

When Hanlu was held in Ying Zheng's arms, she felt her body go slightly soft. It felt so strange to be held by the king. It was completely different from being held by a woman. She liked it so much.

The big hand covers the waist, skin touches skin, without any clothes in between, and the warmth of the big hand can be clearly felt, which makes people feel nervous.

Hanlu replied softly, "As long as Your Majesty likes it." There was obviously some shyness in her tone.

Ying Zheng sniffed the beauty's body fragrance on Han Lu's cheek, which was a light yet sweet feeling. He smiled and asked, "My beauty is dressed up today, I guess you are going to dance for me."

Hanlu nodded seriously: "Your Majesty is wise."

Ying Zheng laughed: "I have heard that the beauty's dancing skills are unparalleled in the world, and I have always wanted to take a glimpse of her graceful beauty. Today, my wish has come true. The beauty is really thoughtful."

"I wonder if this dance of the beauty has a name?"

Hanlu raised her head and looked at Ying Zheng. She mustered up the courage to look him in the eye. Her eyes were extremely serious and firm. She said softly, "Fly south together."

"This is a dance that women can only dance for men they recognize."

Ying Zheng nodded and smiled, "In that case, how about I play the zither and music for you personally?"

Hanlu bit her lower lip lightly and said with infinite joy: "I am so lucky."

Ying Zheng pinched Han Lu's pretty face and said, "I am pleased."

Ying Zheng immediately asked someone to fetch the seven-stringed harp, while he went to bathe and change his clothes.

Ying Zheng changed into a nightgown and let his hair down casually, looking less majestic and cold, which helped to calm Han Lu's nervous heart.

Hanlu looked at the much gentler Ying Zheng, and finally dared to take a serious look at him. She felt shy and happy in her heart. The king was so handsome.

Ying Zheng sat upright, gently stroking the strings of the zither. The sound of the zither rang out. It was the Zheng Feng, the joy of having a girl in the carriage. Han Lu let out a long breath, lightly tapped her toes, drew a graceful line, and landed in the center of the hall, dancing to the sound of the zither.

With Ying Zheng's talent, rituals, music and poetry were all easy for him. He would also practice various musical instruments to cultivate his sentiments and soothe his mind. Moreover, his attainments were extraordinary. Even though he didn't learn much, his talent was there. Coupled with his profound cultivation, he had absolute control over his body, ensuring that all the details of his movements would never go wrong. The results he showed were naturally extremely amazing.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, Hanlu dances to the music with graceful movements, as light as a startled swan and as graceful as a swimming dragon.

She moves gracefully and dances with great energy, just like a flying phoenix or a soaring phoenix.

She is truly worthy of being the best dancer in the world. Once she gets into the dance, she becomes the embodiment of the art of dance and every move she makes is absolutely beautiful!
She did not simply strike some poses, but put her entire being into them: her figure, waist, arms, long legs, indigo eyebrows, watery eyes, every frown and smile were all extremely graceful.

The light clouds move slowly, like sparrows nesting in their nests; the whirlwind spins rapidly, like a magpie startled at night; it is graceful and delicate, showing an exquisite beauty; the appearance and quality of the figure are even more pure and clean like jade.

Every minute, every inch, every place, and every movement is just right, natural, and perfect.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but be deeply intoxicated by the sight. There were many beauties in the harem, many of whom were good at singing and dancing.

Especially Jingwei's sword dance and Liwu's feather dance were both extraordinary. Even the Qiang people's Hu dance was quite bold and charming, with its own flavor. The music and dance in the palace were even more grand and gorgeous.

But compared with Hanlu's dancing skills, all of this is so different that they cannot be compared.

Ying Zheng secretly felt regretful. If he had known, he would have won this beauty long ago. Every man has his own expertise. The best in the world is truly incomparable to ordinary people. Talent is something that is unreasonable.

Hard work determines the lower limit, talent determines the upper limit.

Every inch of Hanlu's figure is full of feminine beauty. After hard training and diligent study, she became the best in the world.

And now, this stunning and world-beautiful dance, the result of nearly thirty years of hard practice, is presented only to Ying Zheng.

Halfway through the dance, Ying Zheng keenly felt that Hanlu's perfect rhythm was interrupted for a moment, but only for a moment. What he saw next was an unforgettable scenery. The sound of the piano had stopped at some point.

Now I understand why Hanlu said that this dance can only be performed for designated men.

It's not like Ying Zheng had never seen the Qiang people's voluptuous and lascivious dances before, but after seeing them so many times, he got used to it and didn't have much interest in it. He only watched them occasionally for entertainment.

But Ying Zheng can guarantee that he will never get tired of watching Hanlu's dance.

The beauty's eyes and expressions are full of affection and love, and her body movements are full of enthusiasm and devotion. No matter how her body spins, her affectionate and charming eyes always meet Ying Zheng's gaze. The graceful love and lustful instinct can be so perfectly integrated together, and the incomparably direct enthusiasm is not at all vulgar and coquettish. It is in line with the way of poetry and music, and has reached perfection.

To sum it up in a word, thoughts are pure.

When the dance was about to end, Hanlu flew into Ying Zheng's arms like a snow-white wild goose. Ying Zheng took her in his arms and loved her very much.

Now the loyal white goose has been moved and is willing to offer its loyalty to its recognized master.

The first sign is the arrival of wild geese; the second sign is the return of black birds; the third sign is the flocks of birds storing food.

The wild geese return to their nests late, but I am not ashamed of my delay.

Flying south together, we share our deep love at this moment.

(End of this chapter)