My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Immediately, everyone present rose to their feet and knelt down, shouting, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Even Xia Yuxuan was no exception; he had no choice but to kneel at this moment, which is why the grandmasters and other elders were not present.

The voices of tens of thousands of people were deafening, echoing throughout the heavens.

Even Hui, who was separated from this place by several palace walls, heard this sound inside the hall.

"Has it already started?!"

"I don't know if I'll still be alive after today."

Hui was talking to herself.

Outside the Zichen Palace.

Xia Wuwei accepted the homage of the crowd with great pride and said, "Today is the day I bestow the title of Empress. The whole world is celebrating. There is no need for formalities between ruler and subject. Rise!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Everyone got up and sat down in their seats.

Xia Wuwei continued, "Since the auspicious time has not yet arrived, let's drink and make merry first."

After he finished speaking, countless palace maids and eunuchs began to serve fine wine and some snacks to each guest at the long tea table in front of their seats.

With wine and food, beautiful women are naturally indispensable.

Sure enough, the music started playing.

A group of dancers dressed in pink brocade sashes and lotus-silk dresses with high buns and slender waists appeared in the center of the red carpet and began to dance.

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at the same time,

In the side hall where Hui was.

Granny Liu came in from outside and said, "The time has come, everyone get up and come with me."

After saying that, he glanced at Hui.

"Yes." XN

The dancers responded respectfully.

Then the women got up and followed Granny Liu out of the side hall. There was already a eunuch waiting for them outside the hall. Hui noticed that this eunuch was not the one from before.

The eunuch didn't look at her, but went up to Liu Mama and whispered a few words to her. Then Liu Mama and the other women followed him away.

A group of beautiful women left the side hall amidst the lingering gazes of the crowd outside, entered the intricate palace corridors, and completely disappeared from sight. Only the faint fragrance of the women in the air continued to tell of their existence.

It was the first time the group of dancers had entered the palace. As they walked along the wide palace path, they were initially very interested in looking around at this small corner of the palace.

However, they occasionally encountered palace maids and eunuchs who looked at Hui and the other dancers with undisguised contempt.

In their eyes, Hui and other dancers who used their beauty to please men were no different from prostitutes in brothels; they were all lowly, despicable, and filthy.

These gazes deeply wounded the hearts of the dancers, so they simply continued walking and stopped looking.

After several turns, the space in front of me gradually opened up, and the sounds of string and wind instruments and people clinking glasses became increasingly clear.

Passing through a small door, the women arrived at the back of a tall, majestic, and imposing palace. The grandeur of this palace far surpassed that of the small side hall they had just visited; the difference between the two was like that between a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains and roadside weeds.

Upon arriving here, Hui recognized the place through Dong'er's memories: Zichen Palace, the place where emperors of the Xia Dynasty held their morning court sessions.

The eunuch led Hui and the others to the open space on the left side of the platform below the Zichen Palace.

Hui estimated that the platform was over six meters high. Hui and the other dancers leaned against the left side of the platform without attracting anyone's attention.

And they weren't the only ones there; another group of graceful dancers were also preparing.

The eunuch stepped forward and said something to one of the female officials in charge of the group of dancers, and then the female official nodded.

Upon seeing this, the eunuch returned to Granny Liu and said, "Alright, I have completed the task that the Eighth Prince instructed me to do. In a moment, after the dancers in front of the palace have left, you will take over."

Granny Liu thanked him, saying, "Thank you very much, sir."

"Hey, we're all working for the Eighth Prince, why be so polite?"

This time, Hui was right behind Granny Liu and heard their conversation clearly.

Hui understood; these were some of the few spies Xia Yuxuan had planted in the palace.

However, judging from the spy's status in the palace, he shouldn't be very high, otherwise it wouldn't have taken so long to subdue a female official who manages the royal dancers.

In front of the Zichen Palace.

The dancers swayed their alluring, graceful figures, their toes lightly touching the ground, intently and lightly dancing...

However, dancers are not martial artists, but ordinary people, and delicate young women at that. A single dance is very physically demanding for them, so for banquet performances that last for a long time, several dancers usually take turns performing.

Now, the group of dancers in front of the hall had finished their performance. They respectfully knelt down in front of Xia Wuwei, placed their slender hands on their right hips, bowed, and then withdrew.

Seeing this, Hui and the other women, who were on one side of the Zichen Palace platform, gracefully walked to the center of the red carpet under the gaze of tens of thousands of people.

Immediately, everyone's attention was drawn to Hui, who was in the very center of the group of dancers.

Hui was indeed very beautiful today. She wore a thin, rose-scented gauze bodice with a sheer sheer fabric underneath, a soft, green, floral skirt tied around her waist, and a flowing white plum blossom gauze over it. Her waist was as slender as a willow, her shoulders as delicate as if carved, and her face was covered by a light veil, revealing a pair of charming, beautiful, and captivating eyes. Everyone present wanted to catch a glimpse of the beauty's true face.

Chapter 218 Unbearable Itch

Hui and the other women stood in the center of the red carpet, slowly took a few steps back and paused slightly. Like the dancers just now, they curtsied to Xia Wuwei to indicate the start of the dance.

When Hui met Xia Wuwei in real life, she didn't feel anything. She wasn't Dong'er, and she had neither love nor hate for Xia Wuwei. He was just a familiar stranger, and she didn't feel any remorse for poisoning him.

Seeing that the dancers were ready, the musicians began to play the music that Granny Liu had told them earlier.

Music began to play.

Hui's body danced gracefully to the rhythm, and her pure white water sleeves swayed gently with the music.

The dance Hui is performing today is called "Dian Jiang Chun" (点绛唇). It's worth mentioning that "Dian Jiang Chun" is not used for celebrating important events, but rather to showcase a woman's beauty. It is often used by subordinates to flatter important figures with beautiful women.

The other eighteen dancers exist to highlight Hui, who is the soul of this dance.

As the dance progressed, the other dancers swayed gracefully with their long sleeves, like countless delicate flower petals fluttering gently around Hui, moving with her movements.

Hui Ru, surrounded by flowers, fluttered gracefully among the green waters and mountain streams. Her movements were as gentle as flowing water and as delicate as a swan, like a fairy. The beauty emanating from her fingertips made even her hair flutter. She danced with such abandon that she seemed to have forgotten the people around her.

Gradually, the dance reached its climax, and the music changed accordingly. Hui's movements became faster and faster, her jade-like hands lingering gracefully, her skirt fluttering, and her misty eyes seeming to speak yet shyly, shimmering with light. She was like a flower through the mist, hazy and ethereal, shimmering with beautiful colors, yet always so unattainable...

Hui's dance is light and graceful, her body as light as a swallow, as soft as a cloud, and her arms as supple as if boneless, her movements as graceful as lotus blossoms.

Like butterflies fluttering among flowers,

Like a babbling brook,

Like the bright moon in the deep mountains

Like the morning light in an alley.

Like the round dewdrop at the tip of a lotus leaf,

It made everyone feel as if they were drinking fine wine, so intoxicated that they could not control themselves.

Although she was veiled, her appearance was no longer important at this moment, because her unparalleled dance had overshadowed everything and captivated everyone's attention!

The reason is not hard to understand. Throughout history, there have been women who are first-rate martial artists, but no first-rate female martial artist has ever performed such a seductive dance to seduce men.

Given a top-tier martial artist's control over their body, it would be strange if they didn't jump well.

The crowd watched her graceful dance with rapt attention, almost forgetting to breathe.

Suddenly, her water sleeves were flung open, and as if countless flower petals were drifting down from the sky, swaying and fluttering, each petal carrying a wisp of fragrance.

After a long while, everyone realized that the dance was over, and applause and praise erupted everywhere.

Looking at the graceful figure in the center of the red carpet, like a fairy, all the men felt a desire to possess her and stared intently at Hui.

Xia Yuxuan looked at the girl on the red carpet with a complicated expression; it was the first time he had ever seen her dance.

He already knew she was a dancer, so it was perfectly normal for her to be able to dance. However, he never imagined her dance would be so beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful, and so captivating.

Xia Yuxuan asked Wei Yi behind him, "Wei Yi, do you think that Nangong Bingqing is really so beautiful that my own brother would so easily give up such a peerless beauty?"

Xia Yuxuan was truly moved by what he said, because Hui was an exceptionally beautiful woman. Not only was she a literary genius who could compose timeless masterpieces, but she was also a second-rate martial artist before she even reached adulthood, with a promising future ahead of her. Now, she could even dance so well. He had seen countless outstanding women since he was a child, but there was truly no one who could compare to Hui.

Of course, he also knew that Hui was not without flaws; for example, she had a very fiery temper and was ruthless when she cursed people...

After hearing Xia Yuxuan's question, Wei Yi pondered for a long time. He had also met Nangong Bingqing. Although Nangong Bingqing was indeed a beauty, she was not much less intelligent.

He asked himself if he had to choose, he would definitely choose Hui.

As for why Xia Wuwei would give up on a woman like Hui?

He thought about it for a long time before saying uncertainly, "Perhaps it's because Nangong Bingqing has a good master."

"..."

Xia Yuxuan remained silent.

Not far away.

Seeing Leng Yichen staring at Hui, Qian Chuanxue felt a little uncomfortable and said, "I didn't expect that the ruthless and cold-blooded Sword Master would have such a taste. What do you think? If you like it, go ask the Emperor for it. With your status as the Holy Son of the Xuantian Sect, if you ask the Emperor for a dancer, would he refuse?"

Qian Chuanxue thought Hui was a court dancer in the palace, which is why she said she wanted to ask the emperor for her.

Leng Yichen innocently touched his nose and explained, "Everyone has a love for beauty. I'm human too, so I can't help but take a few more glances."

"Take a few more glances, and I feel like Young Master Leng is practically glued to that dancer's body."

Seeing this, Leng Yichen knew that Xue'er was angry and that he should coax her.

"Xue'er, don't be jealous. That woman's dance was beautiful, but that's only because Xue'er didn't go on stage. If Xue'er had gone on stage, the scene would have been a hundred times more lively!"

Although he was amazed by Hui's dance, her status as a dancer meant she was not good enough for him. At most, he would ask the emperor to let her serve him for a few nights.

Qian Chuanxue, the young but already a first-rate martial artist, is the holy maiden of Shuiyueyuan in Guangjiangling, one of the eight major sects. She is the woman who is a match for him.

Qian Chuanxue blushed and scolded playfully, "Who said I was jealous? No, who gave you permission to call me 'Xue'er'? You lecherous scoundrel..."

"Haha! Okay, Xue'er says she's not jealous, and that means she's not jealous."

"What do you mean I mean 'I'm not jealous'? No, I said you're not allowed to call me 'Xue'er'..."