Caiyu looked at his tense side profile, and her heart suddenly melted.
She tightened her grip on the Iron Horse and Frozen River Sword and gracefully walked to the center.
In that instant, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.
Caiyu held the long sword in her hand, and her aura suddenly became extremely powerful.
She was wearing a red blouse and a green skirt today. The extremely vivid color contrast, combined with her cold and haughty face at the moment, and paired with that long sword exuding a cold light, instantly transformed her into a female general on the battlefield!
Everyone suddenly sat up straight, their eyes shining brightly.
What a valiant and heroic kitchen maid!
The legendary maid in the Tianbo Mansion in the storybooks must be just like this!
Lü Baiwei tightened her fingers.
At this moment, she suddenly felt a strong sense of threat!
Xu Buyue blinked her eyes. "Well, good!"
She had been in the military camp. She couldn't stand Lü Baiwei's whining and delicate appearance, but she had a special admiration for Caiyu's valiant and heroic demeanor.
"Clang!"
The hulus in Sheng Jiangli's hand suddenly let out a deep and clear sound.
Caiyu pointed her long sword at everyone and froze in place.
The sword tip was precisely pointing in the direction of Wen Zilong.
The three - foot cold blade, through the sword body, was like silver light and snow lightning, which suddenly woke up the drowsy Wen Zilong.
Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
Wen Zilong turned his head and saw that everyone was intently looking at him along the sword tip. He had no choice but to clear his throat, sit up straight, and force a calm smile.
Following that was a short burst of zither music. The zither was lower - pitched than the pipa, like the heavy wind rising on the grassland. The sound was grand and somewhat heroic.
Caiyu tiptoed into the formation.
Under the red lanterns, Caiyu's skin was so white that it seemed to glow. Wearing that red blouse and green skirt, her eyes became calm and reserved. With each step and turn, it was as if lotus flowers were blooming under her feet!
Xiao Rencheng squinted his eyes slightly and praised, "The swordsmen from Zhao wear long tassels; Their Wu hooks shine like frost and snow. Silver saddles adorn white steeds; Swift as shooting stars they go."
He looked at Song Yinghuai with a smile. "The maid in your mansion is no ordinary person... Look, she hasn't embarrassed you. So stop putting on that cold face of yours."
A group of officials from Daye stopped their joking around and their expressions became solemn.
Caiyu's dance was not extremely delicate, but she made up for it with her beauty and overwhelming aura.
There was a complex and extremely contradictory beauty on her body, a collision between heroism and charm, which made her the center of attention here and made everyone unable to take their eyes off her.
At this moment, the person standing in front of them was not a little maid, but a female war - goddess who had been on the battlefield.
"Thud!"
The drummer beside them started to beat the drum, as if the beats were hammering into everyone's hearts.
With the start of this drumbeat, Caiyu sank to her knees. Just as she was about to hit the ground, she firmly stopped herself with the sword and then bounced back up beautifully.
"Zheng!"
Sheng Jiangli gently plucked the strings of the hulus, and a long and distant tune sounded in their ears, like a gentle breeze, coming leisurely.
The drumbeats also gradually quickened from one beat to two beats.
It was like a female general who, although at a disadvantage, never gave up.
Lü Baiwei's face gradually turned pale.
She saw the intoxicated expressions on everyone's faces, expressions that had never appeared when she was dancing.
That bitch was pretending to be weak to catch her prey!
Caiyu raised her head, and her beautiful neck was exposed under the boat lanterns. As she danced, she sang:
"I once casually visited Lord Xinling's feast,
Taking off my sword and laying it across my knees.
I offered roasted meat to Zhu Hai,
And raised my cup to toast Hou Ying!"
As her voice sounded, her clear voice completely shocked the whole audience.
It was like a warrior luring the enemy in, raising the fluttering military flags in the Beimang Mountains. The enemy was about to fall into the net she had set with her song!
"Hiss! I'm briefly showing my youthful bravado!" Gong Qingliang couldn't help but stand up, his hands tightly clasped together, and his eyes turning fervent.
Caiyu spun with the rhythm of the hulus, and as she turned, she danced the Iron Horse and Frozen River Sword into a bright moon:
"After three cups, I keep my promise;
Even the Five Mountains seem light.
With blurred eyes and heated ears,
My spirit soars like a rainbow."
The whole place fell silent.
No one could take their eyes off in such a situation. Their hearts were even about to jump out of their chests.
"Thud thud thud!" The drumbeats became faster and faster, and the hulus was also played more and more urgently.
Caiyu's speed of spinning, leaping, slashing, and stabbing became more and more intense.
It wasn't even the climax part of the song yet, but everyone's hearts were already beating rapidly with the rhythm.
Especially Wen Zilong.
He always felt that his sister - in - law's sword had passed over his head several times.
His neck felt cold, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
The alcohol he had drunk evaporated under Caiyu's sword tip. His calves were trembling.
Caiyu coldly glanced at him as he forced himself to be calm and held up his cup to drink. Her singing continued.
Suddenly, the sound of the hulus suddenly became passionate, as if the war - goddess in a difficult situation had broken the deadlock of the siege, raised her long sword to stab the enemy again, and was about to break through the encirclement!
Everyone held their breath. There was a collective gasp, but no one dared to take a big breath, for fear that a single breath would alert the enemy on the opposite side.
Gong Qingliang couldn't help but pat Wen Zilong's back and excitedly reminded him, "Here it comes! The female general is going to break through the formation!"
Wen Zilong had a mouthful of wine in his mouth and almost spat it out. He choked so hard that tears streamed down his face.
Just as everyone was in a state of ecstasy, Caiyu's long sword suddenly started to dance continuously in Wen Zilong's direction!
The large expanse of silver light made everyone's eyes go blind.
It seemed like she was fully performing a dance, but also like she was really stabbing the enemy who had destroyed her clan!
Following that, there was also a sonorous and powerful voice, and the lyrics in her mouth also changed:
"This sword slashes through the chaotic sky;
A setting sun is as red as blood.
The thunder roars in the nine heavens, a fleeting vision;
Who has become the true hero?"
She waved the long sword in her hand, enunciating clearly. Every word and every sentence made everyone's hearts tremble.
"My sword points at the unjust things in the world;
In my heart, I long for a life on horseback.
This shameless villain deserves to be stabbed by everyone;
May the court regain peace!"
"Look at the blood splashing in the court;
How many lines of blood are left.
My three - foot long sword tells my innermost feelings;
Kill all the heartless men in the world!"
"Zheng!"
As the last note of the hulus faded away, a sudden scream from Wen Zilong was heard in the silver sword formation:
"Ah!"
Immediately afterwards, countless strands of hair flew out from the silver light and fluttered in the air.
Everyone stared blankly as Wen Zilong knelt on the ground, covering his head and howling, "Help! Help! Catch the assassin!"
His hair was disheveled, and the strands of hair cut from the top of his head were all around him.
Two beautiful prostitutes had already shrunk into a ball, trembling with fear.
"Catch the assassin! Catch the assassin!"
Wen Zilong let out a series of cries. There was not a trace of the demeanor of a second - rank official.
Caiyu stopped not far in front of him, breathing slightly with her red lips slightly parted. The anger in her eyes was burning brightly.
However, the next moment, she put away that fierce expression and changed it to a panicked look. She knelt down:
"The maid deserves to die! The maid's skills are not good enough and have disturbed Lord Wen!"
"Humph! You really do deserve to die!" Song Chengyuan's venomous voice sounded coldly from the upper seat. "You actually dared to try to assassinate a court official in public. Come, catch the assassin!"
His gloomy eyes stared at Caiyu like a snake, making people shiver.
He knew best what Caiyu's relationship with Wen Zilong was.
This damned maid wanted to scare Wen Zilong with her sword - dancing.
Hehe!
How bold!
At Song Chengyuan's order, the guards guarding outside the painted boat rushed in.
However, before they could get close, they were blocked by Sheng Jiangli.
Sheng Jiangli kicked the leader who rushed in first out. "Get out! This has nothing to do with you!"
Immediately afterwards, Song Yinghuai also slapped the table and stood up. "Brother Emperor, please calm down. It's just that the maid's skills are not good enough and have disturbed Lord Wen. It's just a small matter. There's no need to make such a big fuss."
"Skills not good enough?" Song Chengyuan pointed at Wen Zilong and roared. "She almost cut off Lord Wen's head. Can this be called skills not good enough?"
Song Yinghuai replied calmly, "Brother Emperor also said that she almost cut off Lord Wen's head. Naturally, it's because her skills are not good enough... If it were me, it wouldn't be almost, but definitely would have cut it off!"
"You..." Song Chengyuan was momentarily at a loss for words, his eyes wide open.
After a long while, he said viciously, "Are you going to unreasonably protect this wicked servant, Brother Four?"