vstars Chapter 147 Wearing a Moon-White Dress: Dancing the "Peach Blossom Dance"
Chapter 147 Wearing a Moon-White Dress: Dancing the "Peach Blossom Dance"
On this day, sunlight filtered through the dappled leaves, casting dappled patterns on the stone table in the courtyard. Su Wan'er sat gracefully before the zither, her jade-like fingers lightly plucking the strings, and the melody of "Peach Blossom Dance" flowed out like a babbling brook. The notes, melodious and graceful, were like the song of orioles in the forest, light and bright, as if a spring breeze were brushing against peach branches, causing petals to flutter down.
Lin Qianqian happened to be passing by and was instantly captivated by the beautiful music, stopping in her tracks. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly walked to Su Wan'er's side, exclaiming, "How beautiful! Wan'er, you play so well!"
Su Wan'er smiled gently, her face displaying just the right amount of humility, and said, "Sister, this piece of music is called 'Peach Blossom Dance.' I've heard that there's a touching story behind it. Once upon a time, there was a woman of unparalleled beauty who would often dance gracefully to this music in a forest full of blooming peach blossoms. Her dance, combined with the rain of petals falling from the sky, made it seem as if she and the peach blossoms had become one, a beauty so captivating that it was unforgettable to all who witnessed it. I thought that if someone as wonderful as you, sister, could dance to this music, you could surely recreate that dreamlike scene."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian's eyes were filled with longing. Su Wan'er seized the opportunity, took Lin Qianqian's hand, and said sweetly, "Sister, why don't we try it together? Dancing the 'Peach Blossom Dance' in this beautiful spring scenery would surely be a wonderful thing."
Lin Qianqian looked surprised: "Ah~ Me?!" She wondered to herself, she has always been a bit uncoordinated, how could she possibly handle this dance.
She stood there, stammering "uh-huh" and scratching her head instinctively. Then she gave an awkward laugh: "Hehe, you know I'm not very coordinated, how could I dance! Hmm, I see that you, Wan'er, are so graceful, like a willow branch in spring, supple and boneless, with charm in every gesture. This 'Peach Blossom Dance' must be tailor-made for you. When you dance it, you'll definitely be even more beautiful than the woman in the story!"
Su Wan'er smiled broadly, her eyes full of anticipation. She affectionately took Lin Qianqian's hand and gently shook it, saying, "Sister, what's so difficult about that? Dancing is all about having fun; it doesn't require exceptional skills. Let's dance together; I guarantee it'll be fun. Besides, to dance the 'Peach Blossom Dance,' we need to wear appropriate clothing first." As she spoke, a sly glint flashed in her eyes, but it was cleverly concealed by her enthusiastic smile.
Lin Qianqian hesitated, then subconsciously bit her lip: "Wan'er, I'm really afraid I'll be clumsy and ruin this wonderful atmosphere."
Su Wan'er gently patted Lin Qianqian's hand, her tone becoming increasingly earnest: "Sister, don't underestimate yourself. With your looks, paired with that outfit, you'll definitely have a unique charm when you jump. I'm all ready, just waiting for your approval." As she finished speaking, her eyes were full of encouragement, and she stared intently at Lin Qianqian, seemingly waiting for her final consent.
Lin Qianqian's brows furrowed instantly, like tightly twisted ropes, her face filled with helplessness. She knew in her heart that she had no talent for dancing, but faced with Su Wan'er's enthusiastic invitation, she really couldn't refuse.
She bit her lower lip slightly, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes. After a moment of silence, she finally sighed softly and nodded slowly, as if agreeing.
Seeing that she had agreed, Su Wan'er was clearly hooked. On the surface, she showed a relieved and gentle smile, but when she wasn't paying attention, she revealed a hint of smugness and cunning.
Su Wan'er took out a moon-white silk skirt from the chest. The hem was embroidered with pink and white peach blossoms, the needlework delicate, the petals seemingly trembling in the wind. The collar and cuffs were trimmed with pale pink brocade, with exquisite patterns outlined in silver thread, shimmering slightly in the light. A light, thin silk shawl, like smoke and mist, wrapped around it, just like the morning haze lingering in a peach blossom grove in spring.
Su Wan'er had made meticulous preparations long ago to achieve her scheme. She found a hidden picture of the Fourth Princess Xu Wanwan dancing in the peach blossom forest, and then, with this picture in hand, she went to the city to find the most skilled tailor.
She spared no expense, repeatedly instructing the tailor to meticulously replicate every detail of the colored illustrations to create an identical garment. Finally, the dress, a testament to her careful planning, was completed.
A slight upturn of her lips and a fleeting, almost imperceptible glint of malice in her eyes were quickly replaced by a warm and enthusiastic smile as she said to Lin Qianqian, “Sister, this dress is perfect for ‘Peach Blossom Dance.’ You’ll look absolutely stunning in it.”
Lin Qianqian accepted the dress with great delight, completely oblivious to its exquisite beauty and the deeper meaning behind it. She smiled slightly at her and murmured, "Wow~ What a beautiful dress! Wan'er, you really know how to pick one!"
Su Wan'er led Lin Qianqian through the winding path to the peach blossom grove. It was springtime, the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and a gentle breeze sent petals fluttering like snowflakes.
Lin Qianqian changed into a moon-white silk dress embroidered with peach blossoms, which made her figure appear exceptionally graceful. She and Su Wan'er walked hand in hand, laughing and chatting, towards the outskirts of the city.
This scene happened to be witnessed by the Tenth Prince, Murong Feng. His previously composed expression instantly froze, his brows furrowed involuntarily, and his eyes were filled with doubt.
He couldn't figure it out. These two had never interacted much before, yet they were so intimate now, even heading to the outskirts of the city together. What was going on? Lin Qianqian's clothes looked so familiar; he felt like he'd seen them somewhere before. Driven by intense curiosity, Murong Feng subconsciously slowed his pace and followed them from a distance, his gaze fixed on their figures, trying to find out the reason behind it all.