City of Evernight, Palace City.
When Ying Ru Shi entered Longevity Hall, she saw Ying Le personally demonstrating and teaching the dancers. The dancers sat in a circle around the empress, gazing up at her peerless dance. Braziers blazed throughout the hall, illuminating their faces, which were filled with yearning and reverence.
The only person in the hall who was not captivated by Ying Le was Ying Ru Shi. Seeing the admiration in the dancers' eyes, she did not know when tears had already soaked her clothes.
"Ru Shi, you're here." Ying Le stopped and waved, signaling for all the dancers and guards to leave. Soon, only the two of them remained in Longevity Hall.
She wore light gauze and a short skirt wrapped tightly around her chest. Turning around, she walked lightly onto the dais, as though she were merely a sixteen-year-old girl. Every movement was lively and adorable. Yet when she reclined halfway on the throne, raised her bare feet, and adopted a languid air, she became an unparalleled beauty capable of bringing down a kingdom. Every frown and smile revealed her allure.
No one had ever doubted Ying Le's beauty, and Ying Le was never stingy about displaying it to the entire world. Anyone who had seen Ying Le would inevitably entertain irreverent thoughts, imagining himself as an emperor with power over all under heaven, while Ying Le was the enchantress beside him who bewitched all living beings. He would shatter the world apart just to win a smile from the beauty; he would slaughter all his descendants and clansmen to clear the way for the child of the woman he would love most in the future; even if rebellions rose on all four sides, as long as he could embrace her, any emperor would willingly die.