Swing the sword at the future female devil

Chapter 321 Yan Qiuxi, you are simply a genius!

"Why are there only the two of you? Where's Yan Qiuxi? She volunteered; she didn't happen to be late, did she?" Duan Huaige said with a hint of resentment, "I knew that kid was unreliable..."

"Yan Qiuxi went to prepare for her dance performance. Didn't she promise to dance for you?" Xiao Jiang replied.

Huh? You're really jumping?
Duan Huaige asked tentatively, "You agreed to let her perform that kind of dance where you can't see the clothes?"

“Why shouldn’t you agree to this?” Xiao Jiang said earnestly, “Xiao Duan, you can’t look at art with prejudice. Art is elegant and sacred… Your appreciation of aesthetics is far from sufficient.”

Upon hearing this, Duan Huaige was filled with respect, thinking to himself, "Little Jiang, you really are an art student; you can even bring up aesthetic appreciation in something like this..."

“You’re right. I was indeed too narrow-minded. I will definitely study Yan Qiuxi’s artistic performance from a purely academic perspective later.”

Seeing this, Xiao Jiang's lips curved into a smile, as if she had already anticipated Duan Huaige's disappointed expression.

"Ahem... Xiao Jiang, didn't we say Yan Qiuxi would dance and you would sing? What talent are you going to perform for me later?"

"How about I sing you a song called 'The Rose with a Strong Will'?" Xiao Jiang glanced at him sideways: "Perform your bravery and strength in returning victorious from the causal array."

"How can you use roses to describe me?" Duan Huaige said seriously.

"Hmph, it's good that you know... I'll be playing the guzheng to accompany Yan Qiuxi in a bit!"

Upon hearing this, Duan Huaige suddenly realized, "So this is what they mean by 'the music continues and the dance continues'..."

"What about Cang Ling?"

"Cangling will sit next to you and watch the show with you. You just need to drink and enjoy the performance!"

Duan Huaige looked at the socially anxious Xiao Xie. Xiao Xie seemed a little shy under his gaze and quickly lowered his head, his ears turning mostly red.

With great excitement, Duan Huaige quickly rubbed his hands together and went to the main seat. Later, many female dancers and musicians came one after another. The beautiful women and their fragrant sleeves fluttered, making Duan Huaige's imperial experience reach its peak.

Before long, several female dancers dressed in flowing fairy dresses pushed out a screen.

The lights dimmed, and Yan Qiuxi, dressed in a gauze dress, gracefully arrived, surrounded by numerous backup dancers, and went behind the screen. She even winked at Duan Huaige midway through her journey.
Duan Huaige couldn't help but slowly type out a question mark.

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Yan Qiuxi, you're so despicable! Using a screen to block it? Is this what you meant by guaranteeing I wouldn't be able to see your clothes!

I can't see your clothes anymore, but this isn't what I want at all!

Duan Huaige was stunned. He felt like he had been deceived. Xiao Jiang, who was playing the piano to accompany him, smiled when she saw this.

Hmph, I knew you were up to no good! Now you're caught off guard!
Yan Qiuxi, you're a genius! You managed to trick Duan Huaige so easily by playing word games!

But as the music began, and the screen projected the graceful silhouette of Miss Yan, who was dancing lightly, Xiao Jiang's smile slowly faded. Against the expansive backdrop, the shadow on the screen was illusory, while the accompanying dancer was real. This contrast between reality and illusion only served to accentuate the captivating beauty of Yan Qiuxi's dance. The girl's classical dance was elegant and moving. In the midst of her graceful movements, a candle flame suddenly burst open, causing the shadow on the sandalwood screen to flicker. As she twirled, her slender fingers hooked the sash at her waist, and her wide-sleeved outer robe, embroidered with gold threads and lotus patterns, fluttered down like a fallen cicada's wing onto the blue brick floor.

Duan Huaige: ?

Jiang Xiyu: ? ?
The shadows stretched out on the silk like intertwined water plants, and the thin gauze on the shoulders slid down half an inch with the movement of the arms. As the toes touched the third screen, the moment the waist bent backward, the pearl curtain slid down the curve of the shoulders and neck, casting a stream of pearls and jade on the screen.

"Ding--"

A gilded hairpin fell to the ground, and her dark hair swept across the hem of her gilded skirt. The peony patterns, subtly woven into her hair, transformed into alluring vines clinging to her waist in the candlelight. All of this was projected onto the screen. Suddenly, half of her snow-white inner robe opened, and the towering silhouette of her breasts trembled and trembled, truly captivating and mesmerizing.

Jiang Xiyu: ? ? ?

Yan Qiuxi, what kind of dance is that?! Is it a robe-lifting dance? Who taught you to dance like that?!

Your technique of appearing and disappearing, using illusion to represent reality, is even more alluring than dancing a dance where you can't see your clothes!
Little Jiang, the Great Demon King, was so angry that she even broke a string on the guzheng. Fortunately, there were enough young ladies accompanying her, so her mistake wasn't obvious. Especially when Duan Huaige's eyes were fixed on Miss Qiuqiu's dance, he had even less time to care about this.

Jiang Xiyu: Chao, I've been betrayed by Yan Qiuxi again!
Duan Huaige: Yan Qiuxi, you really are a genius!

He finally understood why ancient emperors loved watching beautiful women dance so much—it was because it brought them genuine joy. Especially when he saw Miss Qiu Xi's trembling, swaying curves, even though there was no direct display of her beauty, it still stirred his heart.

Such a wonderful performance deserves fine wine. Duan Huaige poured himself a glass of wine, leaving Xie Xiaoshe, who had prepared many words to persuade Duan Huaige to drink, stunned and at a loss.

It seems like Huai Ge doesn't need me to urge him to drink at all; he can get drunk on his own.
"it is good!"

As the music and dance reached their climax, Duan Huaige, seeing the excitement, couldn't help but clap and praise. He poured himself another glass of wine, and noticing Xie Cangling's empty glass out of the corner of his eye, he quickly refilled it and toasted her.

"Cangling, look, this is what art is all about! I was so ignorant before, I actually thought that ancient people found watching dance boring."

"Xiao Jiang, you're right, this is art. My appreciation of beauty is really lacking!"

Xiao Jiang was furious, even though she had just said those words.
But who told you to use it like that!
Enough, enough! Endure, Xiao Jiang, endure! This is all for the success of the virginity-protecting plan! The final victory belongs only to me, Jiang Xiyu!

Duan Huaige became happier and happier as he drank, completely unaware that the expression on the face of the socially awkward girl who had been drinking with him cup after cup was gradually changing.

If the previously socially awkward Xie Cangling was a harmless little deer, then Xie Cangling, with her dazed eyes and flushed cheeks, was more like a cunning little fox. A sweet smile appeared on her lips, and as she poured wine again and again, her delicate body pressed closer to Duan Huaige's arms.

First, their fingertips touched, then their glasses clinked together, each bearing a lip print. Xie Cangling gradually pushed the boundaries of ambiguity closer, until finally, feigning accident, she spilled wine between Duan Huaige's legs while pouring it.

"Oh, Huai Ge, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"How about I... I wipe it for you?"

Little Jiang the Great Demon King: ?

Hmm? Wait, there are other experts?
(End of this chapter)