Initial Volume: Reborn in a Different World, Blooming Youth 2014 City of Dance

  "Little dust, are you sure?"

  Yin Lv Feng looked at Ruan Qin Chen with some incredulity, although she was indeed beautiful enough, but this wasn't just a beauty pageant, it also required talent!

  She has never been known to have any special talents, let alone skills in music, chess, calligraphy or painting!

  "I'm sure! Just watch closely, I'll kick this woman down!"

  Ruan Qincheng's eyes sparkled with dazzling brilliance, a faint smile floated on her lips, confident and unrestrained, like a touch of rouge, charming and alluring, refreshing and intoxicating.

  Yin Lv Feng couldn't help but look at her with some amusement, her extremely arrogant appearance leaving him somewhat speechless. He hadn't expected that this little woman was indeed arrogant to the bone!

  He had originally wanted to advise her not to do something pointless, but when he met her gaze, he swallowed his words. Looking at her confident smile, he suddenly had a feeling that she could do what she said!

  "Come with me!"

  "Hmm!"

  Ruan Qincheng followed Yin Lv Feng out of the Ya Ge, heading towards a separate dressing room. He gave some instructions to a middle-aged woman with a warm face, then found a spot with a broad view and sat down.

  After Feng Yaohuang's brilliant performance, the people who came on stage later seemed dull and unremarkable. Seeing this scene, a bright smile appeared on Feng Yaohuang's face, as if she had already seen herself winning. In her heart, she thought that once she won, she would ask the emperor to grant her marriage. Even if Qian Ye was unwilling, she would still marry him!

  Just then, a clear and melodious piano sound emerged in the hazy lamp light. Like the dawn's first light, it broke through the dark night's gloom, and flowed out thread by thread.

  Ting——

  Slender fingers dance, gentle hands sway, water splashes, like a tinkling jade pendant.

  The lanterns on all four sides suddenly went out, and a golden lotus-shaped lamp on the high platform suddenly lit up.

  "Ding——"

  Innumerable threads of white silk, sprinkled with golden powder, floated down from the top. Like a waterfall pouring down, the golden powder sparkled with dazzling brilliance under the light of the lotus lanterns.

  A snow-white figure like a fairy descended slowly from the sky. One hand held a lotus fan, and the other hugged a zither plucking strings, yet not a single note was out of tune.

  Everyone in the room fell silent as they caught a glimpse of the woman's face. The person holding the teacup put it down; the servant carrying wine stopped in his tracks; and those who were chatting and admiring the beauty closed their mouths. Even Feng Ying and Yun Qianye, who were carelessly glancing at the high platform from the elegant pavilion, widened their eyes and stared fixedly at the breathtaking beauty, as if they wanted to get a clear look at her appearance.

  The only difference is that one of them has a dazzling gaze, while the other is raging with anger!

  At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the transparent dome above the Tiaoqing Pavilion flowed down with bright moonlight.

  Delicate moon, crystal curtain.

  Clear sound moves, immortal sleeves flutter.

  Ruan Qincheng wore a gauzy dress that half-concealed her peerless beauty, with a pair of enchanting and bewildering black eyes that sparkled with an otherworldly light. On her forehead was a semi-transparent butterfly-shaped ornament, while her long raven hair was styled in a flowing cloud-like coiffure adorned with several delicate hairpins.

  She is like a pure white lotus, elegant and serene, with a high nose and a distant nobility. Even in the land of smoke and flowers, she gives people an extraordinary and refined feeling. A string of shiny pearls hangs down from her hairpin, swaying back and forth as she walks. The end of the hairpin is adorned with a string of silver bells, whose crisp sound complements the heavenly music of the qin, creating a perfect harmony.

  Ruan Qinchun's lips slightly raised, her fingers moved on the strings, and a piece of "Jing Hua Fu Meng" was entwined at her fingertips, playing to the end of the icy strings and dancing butterflies. Her red lips lightly opened, and the ethereal and fleeting heavenly music floated in the quiet sky. A branch of intoxicating beauty accompanied the singing voice, gently swaying.

  “

  White silk and green silk hair

  Your eyebrows and eyes are as beautiful as a painting.

  In a daze, we gaze at each other, long since having nothing to say, our hearts as numb as hemp

  The fleeting beauty of the moon has been paid for over a thousand years, and in an instant it becomes a moment.

  Time flies, turning back tears fall like rain

  The pipa's sound is played close at hand, yet it seems to come from beyond the horizon.

  Looking back on an era of prosperity and splendor like a fleeting flower

  The crimson cinnabar shines with magnificent beauty, captivating the city's attention, as the gentle breeze whispers through the reeds.

  The peach blossoms have all turned their backs, leaving behind a lonely clamor.

  The cold and desolate night is eerily quiet

  The rivers and mountains have been rolled up for a long time, but they have also turned yellow and been weathered by the winds of history.

  The entanglement of you and me for life is desolate and hoarse

  Under the flowers and moonlight, the yellow sand fills the sky

  ……”

  Peach blossoms fluttered down from the sky, surrounding her body.

  Leaping notes, accompanied by lotus steps fluttering down. Silver rings and tinkling sounds, heavenly music fills the air, startling a world of mundane hearts.

  Three thousand green silks flutter and dance, Ruan Zong's dusty sleeves hold the jade zither, willow waist slender and soft, snow-like gauze swirling up. The wide skirt hem, embroidered with butterfly wings, also opens like misty fog. The whole person seems to be a colorful phoenix spreading its wings to fly, flapping its lively feathers. The wind blows the immortal sleeve fluttering, as if it were a rainbow-colored dance dress.

  Light and nimble dance steps, crisp bell sounds, water sleeves fluttering, like a dream.

  Flying Apsaras dance, every step gives birth to a lotus.

  Ruan Qincen smiled slightly, her curved eyes and scorching gaze, transparent with a hint of night's mystery, intoxicating one's heart and soul.

  For a moment, everyone was stunned on the spot.

  No one noticed that under her veil, there was a pale complexion, and beads of sweat were falling from her forehead. She couldn't help but secretly sigh, this body is really too weak!

  In her past life, she was a Grim Reaper agent, not only skilled in assassination but also often serving as an insider, infiltrating the enemy's camp. Therefore, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing, poetry, she had received the best training. Being able to stand out among many elites, the bitterness and hardship that came with it only she herself could understand!

  "What a stunning talent!"

  Feng Bingyi and Yun Qianye both had a look of shock in their eyes at this moment.

  In a elegant room on the third floor, a man with an otherworldly aura gazed at the stunning figure on stage with eyes filled with curiosity and admiration.

  "It's strange, who is she? Why does she give me a kind of inexplicable sense of familiarity?"

  The man's handsome face, with long, thick eyelashes, set off his crystal blue eyes even more deeply and enchantingly. His beautiful cherry blossom-like lips were slightly pursed, revealing a hint of translucent honey color, and the curve of his smile was so charming that it was almost hypnotic. His entire body exuded an air of noble elegance, making people dare not profane him in the slightest.

  What words can be used to describe his demon-like face? To depict a thread of his beauty!

  A palm-sized, silver-white fluffy little beast was lazily nestled in his arms. A pair of icy purple eyes were half-closed, with a misty, dreamy quality to them, and a pair of fluffy ears perked up on its round head. On its forehead was branded a purple-gold thousand-petaled lotus flower, so delicate it was adorable to the extreme. A pair of chubby paws, amber-colored hooves, would occasionally swipe at the hem of their master's clothes.

  "Lotus, stop messing around! Why are you being so mischievous?"

  The celestial music of the banished immortal's voice was like jade beads falling into a celadon plate, extremely moving. The silver-white small beast heard this and used its pretty pink nose tip to nuzzle his palm, its pink little tongue licking his palm in a flattering manner. This caused the man's eyebrows to furrow slightly, but his expression also had a hint of helplessness.

  "Wow! That's so cool!"

  Yin Lv Feng almost didn't sit steadily, and when the cup in his hand fell to the ground, he was also completely unaware. His mind was filled with that snowy white figure!

  "How beautiful! That person looks a bit like a young lady!"

  The infatuated Rain said, with both hands supporting her head, her eyes were full of sparkling colors.

  "No way!"

  Xing Xue shook her head, deeply moved by this song and dance.

  The music ended, and the whole audience was still quiet to the extreme.

  After a moment of silence, earth-shaking applause burst forth, like a mighty wave crashing against the shore.

  One by one, the crazy figures rushed towards the high platform. The attendants responsible for collecting the Luliu pearls under the high platform stared blankly at the piled-up Luliu pearls and took a deep breath.

  Compared to the frenzy of the crowd, Ruan Qincheng remained calm and composed. With a gentle turn of her body, she seemed to vanish into thin air like a wisp of cloud, disappearing from the sight of the onlookers.

  "Bai Hua, find out for me what kind of person this woman is!"

  Feng Bingyi's eyes flashed with a scorching heat, and his heart, as if out of control, began to beat wildly. He knew he wanted her!

  "Yes, Your Majesty!"

  Bai Hua nodded slightly, a look of surprise floating on his face. Your Majesty seemed to have never been so concerned about a stranger before, it's really strange!

  "Mo Jian, return to the mansion!"

  Yun Qianye gritted her teeth and said, "That woman actually dared to show up here, and even danced in front of so many people. It's really infuriating!"

  "Yes, Your Highness!"

  Mo Jian felt the furious anger emanating from Yun Qianye's body and couldn't help but secretly wipe away a cold sweat.

  "Damn it! Who is that woman? She ruined the good things for me, I will never let her go! I want her to suffer and be humiliated!"

  Feng Yao's originally proud and complacent expression turned into a burning shame and anger. Her eyes flashed with cold light, her voice was filled with venomous resentment, making the maids behind her tremble with fear. Her lips were pale, her face as white as gold paper.

  Digression

  Xian'er super likes Winky Poetry's "Jing Hua Fu Meng", which is a very nice ancient-style song.

  Xian'er has been studying, but unfortunately hasn't learned yet. You guys can go take a listen!