A flowing piece of Running Script Calligraphy, "Song of Everlasting Regret," emerged beneath Lu Zheng's brush.
The spacing was balanced, the ink shades perfectly suited, form and spirit both present; restrained when needed, released when needed.
The poem was good, the calligraphy was good. Once he finished the piece, all the women gathered around the table to admire it closely.
On the way back, Bi Xinyu had heard Shen Ying roughly recount the story of Emperor Tang Ming and Yang Guifei. Now, seeing "Song of Everlasting Regret," her eyes lit up and her heart stirred. "Am I playing Yang Yuhuan?"
Shen Ying rolled her eyes. "How is your dancing?"
Bi Xinyu twisted her waist, sensual and bewitching, soul-snaring and spirit-captivating, but lacking any proper structure. She could not help sighing regretfully. "Do we have to let Hu Cainiang have it?"
Du YueYao snickered. "Cainiang really is the best dancer!"
Hu Cainiang's dancing was seductive and enchanting, graceful and lithe. She could be airy, dignified, delicate, or sensual; her styles changed constantly, each with its own splendor. She truly possessed a rare gift for dance. When she had taught Ao Qian before, Ao Qian had said that her dancing was no worse than that of the Dragon Palace's dedicated dance instructors.
If they wanted to rehearse "Song of Everlasting Regret," Yang Guifei's dance performance would be indispensable. If Hu Cainiang took the role, she would certainly add immeasurable brilliance to the play.
"Tomorrow, invite the young ladies from Five Beauties Manor over." With a movement of Shen Ying's divine sense, one of the Peach Blossom Heavenly Maidens received her instructions, drifting out of Peach Blossom Manor and heading straight for Five Beauties Manor.
The afternoon and dinnertime were basically spent in discussion.
At the beginning of the evening, after returning