Yixiu's Rebirth: Sending Bai Lianhua's Sister to Become a Concubine

Miss Ziyun was extremely outstanding among all the women.

She was wearing a white veil with a purple cloud embroidered on it.

She has a slim figure, and what she wears is not the Manchu costume, but the dancing costume of a Han woman.

The clothes of Han women show more waistline than the Manchu people's Manchu dress.

Her slender waist swayed gracefully as she walked, but she did not look coquettish or wanton, but rather very charming.

If Yixiu were present, she would probably think of the steps of the ladies from the Pre-Qin period that Noble Lady Fucha insisted on learning in her previous life.

Miss Ziyun is good at playing the pipa, and she was holding a pipa in her arms.

The rest of the girls were holding musical instruments such as zither, zheng, flute and Xiao.

At the sound of a harp string, all the girls moved.

The sounds of the zither, zheng, flute and Xiao rang out one after another, but they did not cover the sound of the pipa.

Yinzhen thought of Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing":

The big strings are like a rain, and the small strings are cut like a whisper.

Cut the wrong bullets, and the big beads are falling into the jade plate.

The orioles in Guan Guan are talking about the slippery bottom of the flowers, and it is difficult to go under the ice of the Youyan Spring.

Bingquan's cold string is condensed, and the condensing is silent for a while.

Don't have the sadness and hatred, silence is better than sound.

The silver vase was broken, water slurry burst out, and the cavalry stood out with swords and guns.

At the end of the song, take care to draw, the sound of the four strings is like cracking silk.

Although the sound of Miss Ziyun's pipa does not have many sad tones, it makes people think about it in a thousand ways.

Yinzhen tapped the table lightly in time with her rhythm.

As the last syllable fell, the whole audience fell silent, followed by applause.

"well!"

Some people with sentimental qualities have already started praising loudly.

"Miss Ziyun's pipa sound is truly unique and unforgettable."

"Miss Ziyun has such skills that she deserves to play in the Forbidden City."

Ma Jue asked Yinzhen and the others, "Fourth Master, Thirteenth Master, Fourteenth Master, are you satisfied?"

Yinzhen nodded, "Such heavenly music, of course I am satisfied."

Ma Jue laughed and clapped his hands again.

The girls in the scene all started to move.

Someone at the table sighed, "I heard that Miss Ziyun can perform the Jinghong Dance, which is also a unique dance in Yangzhou City. We may be able to feast our eyes today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Miss Ziyun started dancing to the beat of the drum.

The stunning dance is only performed for the man I love.

Yinzhen inexplicably thought of what Rouze had said to him.

Is Ziyun’s beloved one among them?

Yinzhen watched Ziyun's dance.

It turned out that the dress had a secret behind it: it contained two long sleeves.

As she danced, it was as if the wind took shape.

Ziyun was spinning and jumping on the field.

Her sleeves brushed in front of every man.

Finally, she leaped and stopped in front of Yinzhen and bent down.

She was so close to Yinzhen that he could almost smell the faint floral scent on her.

Ziyun's veil fell down and landed right next to Yinzhen's hand.

Ziyun straightened up and looked at Yinzhen with a sweet smile.

"Master, can you return this veil to me?"

Yinzhen stroked the veil for a while and then gave it back to Ziyun.

Ziyun smiled and threw the veil back to Yinzhen.

"If you think my dancing is beautiful, please give me a reward."

Yinzhen laughed: "What reward do you want?"

Ziyun sat on the table and her slender hands lifted her hair.

She opened her red lips slightly, "Master, please grant me my freedom."

Yinzhen's smile deepened.

"You are quite arrogant."

Yinzhen smiled beside him and said, "Fourth brother, don't you understand what Miss Ziyun means? If you redeem her, won't Miss Ziyun go with you?"

Yinzhen's expression immediately faded.

He looked at the Fourteenth coldly, "Don't say such nonsense."

Ziyun’s face turned pale.

"Master..."