There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

"Sister Yan'er's divine ritual dance is always offered to the gods only during sacrificial ceremonies. This time, she's truly benefiting from Lord Huo Yu's good fortune!"

Wei's words successfully aroused the expectations of everyone present.

Taking advantage of the situation, he also gave Huo Yugong some face, which could be considered as compensation for Tian Ze's provocative words that had ruined the banquet atmosphere.

Tianze subconsciously sat up straight, his gaze towards Yan Lingji becoming extremely serious.

A few days ago, after passing by Yan Lingji, Tianze became very interested in this bright and beautiful girl in her early teens. Later, when she visited the Hidden Witch with Wei, she brought Tianze a very generous gift.

Born of flames, naturally divine, how wonderful.

Upon hearing about Yan Lingji's innate talent, Tianze already considered it his for the taking, waiting only for the right opportunity to seize it.

Wei's words just now aroused a different kind of interest in him.

We eagerly await what kind of dance Yan Ling Ji will bring us.

Li Kai, who was originally standing in the middle of the field, didn't think much of it. When Yan Lingji came forward to perform a dance, he politely stepped aside. Then he ordered his men to quickly drag Liu Yi away, at least to shut the guy's mouth.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the young woman walked calmly to the very center of the Listening Waterfall Pavilion.

The absence of familiar, ancient music made Yan Lingji slightly uneasy, but her gaze swept over Jiang Mo, who was kneeling and smiling below the stage, and her slight nervousness vanished.

With Amo around, she'll always be able to handle those trivial matters.

Yan Lingji only needs to focus on the present moment and show off her dance moves as usual.

This trust is indeed somewhat blind.

In the past, during the sacrificial rites, Jiang Mo acted like a celebrity agent, running around helping her with trivial matters such as music and costumes.

But that was in a village, where everything needed was readily available.

Right now, in this Fire Rain Manor, could Jiang Mo possibly pull out a Spirit Witch Band from his pocket and accompany Yan Lingji?

He's not some omnipotent blue robot cat.

But a young girl's thoughts are often so blind.

The girl slowly raised her fair, jade-like arms above her head in a crossed shape, her slender waist causing her graceful figure to sway slightly, like a flame rising in the darkness.

Her figure was graceful, but her pretty face did not show much charm.

Instead, it exudes a solemn and dignified aura, making Yan Lingji seem like a sacred flame radiating warm light, making people dare not easily harbor any frivolous or profane thoughts.

No, it's not as if...

Bright flames indeed ignited around the girl, like quietly blooming flowers or a gently flowing stream. Amidst the guests' unconscious gasps of surprise, the surging flames surrounded Yan Lingji, making the girl even more dazzling.

slap~

A soft, not particularly loud sound rang out. The sound was quite unfamiliar to everyone present, but Yan Lingji heard it clearly. It was the sound of Jiang Mo snapping his fingers.

This serves as a signal to her that the stage is ready.

Sure enough, the moment the fingers snapped, all the candles in the banquet hall went out at once. The dim darkness that had been kept out by the light suddenly flooded into the Listening Waterfall Pavilion, casting a hazy night over everyone's eyes.

However, the people did not panic.

Because the room was not completely dark, the surging flames around the girl remained bright as ever, and appeared exceptionally dazzling against the backdrop of darkness.

It's like a stage at a gala where all the lights are off, except for a spotlight.

The figure illuminated by the beam of light will naturally become the focus of everyone's attention, since chasing light and warmth is a human instinct.

"Ok?"

A slight sound of surprise came from Tianze's mouth. Thanks to Li Kai's sword strike, the candles around him had been extinguished for a long time, and he had long since adapted to the dim night.

Therefore, he was the least affected by the recent events.

While others were slightly flustered by the sudden and simultaneous extinguishing of the candles, Tianze noticed something more subtle: the flames were not extinguished by Yan Lingji.

With a slight turn of his blood-red eyes, Tianze looked toward a candlestick not far away.

The bright candlelight from moments before had gone out, leaving only a faint outline in the darkness. However, Tianze could vaguely see that the spot where the flame had been flickering was now occupied by a round, rolling object.

It looks like an insect cocoon?

Tianze looked thoughtfully at Jiang Mo, who was hidden in the darkness, raised the cup beside him and took a small sip, becoming increasingly eager for what would happen next.

The graceful young woman appeared even more beautiful in the firelight.

For Huo Yu Gong's birthday banquet today, Jiang Mo specially prepared a brand new outfit for Yan Ling Ji. Even though she pestered him and begged him, he was determined to let her try it on once to confirm the size.

It was meant to be saved for today, but unexpectedly it has amazed everyone at this moment.

Unlike her usual attire of a black inner lining and a crimson gold outer garment, Yan Lingji's dress at this moment was more similar to a formal dress from later generations, and was entirely dark blue.

When people mention Yan Ling Ji, they instinctively think of warm colors like fiery red.

Bright and unrestrained.

However, this dark blue long dress had a unique charm on Yan Lingji, making her usually fiery and passionate demeanor appear somewhat cold.

Instead, it adds a lot of elegance and tranquility, highlighting its gentle and tender side.

It also complements her light blue eyes perfectly.

Yan Lingji wore no extra jewelry to adorn herself. Even the hairpins that Hu Yuer had given her a few days ago were rejected by Jiang Mo because their style and temperament did not match her dress.

However, this did not make Yan Lingji appear too plain or pale.

Because the long dress she was wearing was already gorgeous, dazzling, and eye-catching enough.

The material used for this evening gown is extremely precious, far more precious than the unique silk used to weave Jiang Mo's stockings. Therefore, its texture is also very unique, featuring a gradient of colors from dark to light, culminating in a translucent, almost ethereal quality at the very end.

It adds a touch of veiled beauty to the fair, rosy, and smooth skin.

Illuminated by the nearby firelight, it appeared to have a slightly crystalline texture, shimmering with tiny, dazzling stars, as if the Milky Way were pouring down upon it and flowing endlessly.

It resembles the mermaid gauze woven by the mermaids in legend.

Chapter 50 Let's add some stage effects

Before the dance dedicated to the gods even began, the young girl, whose beauty was enough to win the gods' favor, had already amazed the many guests present.

Ding~

A crisp tapping sound echoed through the hall, signaling the start of the divine sacrificial dance. Yan Lingji, who had initially appeared amidst the firelight, then began to move further.

Her rounded, fragrant shoulders relaxed, causing her alluring collarbones to twitch slightly.

Yan Lingji's jade-like arms slid down slowly, her fingertips gently stretching as she turned her wrists.

Her neatly trimmed, rounded nails were painted with a delicate pinkish-cherry blossom color.

She tilted her head slightly, her smooth, black hair gently brushing against her swan-like, fair and elegant neck, while the light red eyeshadow at the corner of her eyes made her eyes sparkle even more.

The girl raised her palms upwards, as if praying to a high and mighty deity.

They longed for divine blessings and responses.

And indeed, a response did appear.

A butterfly, formed purely of flames, fluttered gently and landed on Yan Lingji's slender fingertips as she raised them upwards.

Lifelike and vivid.

With a slight lift of her fingertips, the flame butterfly rose into the air, and Yan Lingji, like a devout maiden who had received a divine response, twirled and danced with a satisfied smile.

Without the hairpins to restrain her, her long hair, which had originally cascaded down like a waterfall, flew freely as she turned gracefully.

The fair skin exposed by the large opening at the back of the dress was displayed without reservation to everyone, and the skirt swayed and billowed, blooming to both sides with the movement.

Like flower petals in full bloom.

What is revealed is not a delicate flower stamen, but a pair of tall, slender, snow-white legs.

A thin blue ribbon was tied around her ankle, trying to secure the embroidered ballet shoes that barely covered her toes and soles.

But no matter what she did, she couldn't hide the large expanse of her fair instep exposed to the air.

When people mention bound feet, they often use the term "jade feet" to describe them, to the point that the word has become as overused as the word "beauty," and it seems to have become less and less surprising.

At this moment, the beauty displayed on Yan Lingji's wrists and feet was so exquisite that it was truly difficult to find a suitable word to describe it other than "flawless jade".

The slightly arched curve of her instep, the slender bone at her ankle, and the well-proportioned and long lines of her calves all give her a just-right sense of beauty.

Even the most painstakingly crafted work by a master artisan lacks the natural, effortless quality of this piece.

What's most amazing is that it truly has a crystal-clear luster, just like jade.

Bathed in the firelight, it shone brightly.

If you insist on following the curves of her long, shapely legs upwards, peering into the girl's private area between the flowing skirt, you can vaguely see a circle of lace trim around Yan Lingji's thighs.

The shallow indentation created by the straps made her thighs, which weren't particularly thick, appear alluringly fleshy.

Without a doubt, it was Yu Yin Chan Socks that made their move.

Yan Lingji did not have a natal Gu, and her body did not undergo the same kind of mutation as Tianze. No matter how delicate, rosy and lustrous her skin was, it would not have the texture of jade.

But if you cover it with a layer of stockings as thin as a cicada's wing, that's a different story.

Aside from black and white stockings, the most common type of stockings should be flesh-colored stockings, but Jiangmo does not manufacture flesh-colored styles.

Because he felt that Yan Ling Ji didn't need it.

In terms of enhancing leg lines, all colors are roughly the same, but flesh-colored stockings are characterized by their more natural look and ability to conceal some skin imperfections.

The almost transparent jade-like cicada stockings look even more natural and seamless.

As for concealing imperfections in her leg skin, Yan Lingji didn't need any of that. Mere flesh-colored stockings were nothing; no matter how skillful the weaving technique, the finished product could never compare to Yan Lingji's naturally flawless skin.

Thus, Yan Lingji, wearing jade-inlaid cicada stockings, became even more inhuman.

It was as if a goddess had descended from heaven.

In the mortal world, it transforms into a blazing flower, blooming passionately. And seemingly attracted by this blooming flower, countless butterflies flutter and gather.

The wings formed from condensed flames fluttered gently, emitting a faint, flickering light.

They gathered around Yan Lingji, fluttering and swirling around her graceful dance, creating a performance effect that many people could hardly imagine even in their dreams.