Song Qingshu smiled bitterly to himself, but he soon realized that something was wrong. Uncle Tang Kuo? He raised his head in surprise and saw a pretty girl standing in front of him, smiling at him. Who else could it be but Wanyan Zhongjie?
Noticing the murderous looks in the eyes of the men around him, Song Qingshu smiled bitterly to himself. No wonder these men were so angry. He had already married the most beautiful woman in the Jin Kingdom, and now she was taking the initiative to come to him. It would be strange if they weren't angry.
But why was Zhongjie looking for him? Although there was no written rule, it was generally accepted that unmarried men would dance with unmarried men, and married men would dance with their spouses. She knew that Tang Kuo Bian was married, and his wife was by his side. Was it really appropriate for her to come here and invite him?
Song QingShu really wanted to agree to her, not because it would be romantic to be with a beautiful girl, but because he was very curious about why this girl always seemed to be against him. The two of them obviously had no grudges in the past, and there was no enmity between them in the past.
Could it be that Tang Kuo Bian bullied her before and then abandoned her? In Song QingShu's mind, he even thought of some third-rate romance dramas from his past life, but he quickly rejected it. After all, he was very sensitive to the inexplicable sense of familiarity with Zhong Jie. The two of them must have met somewhere before, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember where.
Although Song Qingshu wanted to take the opportunity to test her, he knew his own limits. He didn't know how to dance the Jin Kingdom, and he would be exposed the moment he appeared.
"What's wrong? Does Uncle Tang Kuo dislike Zhongjie?" The girl put her hands behind her back and moved her upper body closer to him, looking very cute and lovely.
"Uh …" Just as Song QingShu was having a headache over how to reject her, Ge Bi, who was standing beside him, said with a smile, "You mischievous girl, go find another boy. Your Uncle Tang Kuo is your aunt's. If he wants to dance with someone, it should be me."
After saying that, Ge Bi turned her head and smiled sweetly at Song Qingshu. "Right, my husband?" Song Qingshu nodded blankly, but Ge Bi had already reached out and pulled him to the center of the dance floor, leaving Zhongjie standing there and stomping his feet in anger.
"Zhongjie, why don't we dance together?" A young man who had been watching Zhongjie came over with a smile.
"Get lost!" The girl spat out coldly and turned to leave without looking at him.
The young man was immediately ridiculed by his companions around him. Looking at the beautiful back view of Zhong Jie as she left, the young man felt both love and hate. He quietly scolded, "Hmph, pretending to be a pure young girl. With a mother like that, how could a daughter be any better?"
"But she has a lot of godfathers, and there aren't many people in the capital who dare to bully her."
"Don't say that the grapes are sour because you can't eat them. Zhongjie is different from her mother. Have you ever heard of her being intimate with a man?" Another young man, who was probably Zhongjie's admirer, subconsciously put in a good word for his dream lover.
"Hmph, that's just because you don't know about it. Who knows if she's secretly seducing people? Didn't she just seduce the one from Tang Kuo's family?" The young man from before sneered.
…
Song QingShu faintly heard the discussion of the group of youths, and he frowned slightly. He did not expect Zhong Jie to have so many hardships behind her cheerful and lively appearance. He did not know what kind of person the mother these youths were talking about was.
"What are you thinking about?" Ge Bi's gentle voice rang out.
Song Qingshu came back to his senses and smiled slightly, "I'm thinking about how you, as an elder, are jealous of the younger generation."
"No way ~" Ge Bi blushed slightly, "I'm doing it for … for …"
"For what?" Song Qingshu asked reflexively.
"It's nothing." Ge Bi shook her head slightly and held his hand, "Let's dance."
Song Qingshu groaned inwardly. He didn't know how to dance at all. Wasn't he going to be exposed soon? In a flash, an idea came to him, and he glanced at the men and women who were singing and dancing nearby. Perhaps it was because of his dual souls that his spiritual power was much higher than that of an ordinary person, he could even learn martial arts after just one look. After watching the other Enlightened Ones dance for a short while, he quickly learned the basics of the dance. Although he only learned the form but not the spirit because he didn't explain it in detail, it was enough to deal with an emergency.
Ge Bi was also very surprised that Song Qingshu could dance so well. She had expected him to have no idea how to dance at all.
"How was it? Did your husband dance well?" If it wasn't for the fact that he was staring at Tang Kuo Bian's mask, Song Qingshu really wouldn't have dared to dance such a shameful dance.
Looking at the other party's smug expression, Ge Bi did not know why, but she felt as if her gloomy mood from before had been swept away. She burst into laughter and hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands. Her snow-white and delicate hands and her tender lips reflected off each other, forming an extremely beautiful picture. "I don't know where you learned this from. Even though it looks similar on the surface, the rhythm is completely wrong. Follow me, I'll teach you."
Ge Bi held his hand, one teaching and one learning, and the two of them slowly began to dance in the corner.
Smelling the light fragrance from Ge Bi, Song Qingshu was secretly shocked. Why didn't she react when she found out that I didn't know how to dance? Did Tang Kuo Bian not know how to dance before?
After thinking for a long time, he could only think of this explanation. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. Ah, I've been so worried for so long. If I had known this would happen, I would have said it directly.
With the guidance of a famous teacher like Ge Bi, Song QingShu's dancing became better and better. Their dance moves also became more and more harmonious. After an unknown amount of time, a round of applause rang out from the side. "What a loving couple."
Ge Bi seemed to suddenly wake up and pushed Song Qingshu away. She returned to her seat and drank a cup of wine. Her face was slightly red, but it wasn't clear whether it was because of the wine or embarrassment.
Song Qingshu turned his head and saw Wanyan Liang standing there. He couldn't help but smile, "Your Highness is too kind."
Wanyan Liang's mind was still thinking about Ge Bi's slender, snow-white neck when she was drinking. He even suspected that if there was no one else present, he wouldn't be able to control himself and run up to her to hug and kiss her. Moreover, when Ge Bi pushed her husband away, she revealed her bashfulness. It was like a cat was scratching his heart.
Song Qingshu's voice woke him up. He took the opportunity to pull Song Qingshu aside and whispered, "About the matter we discussed earlier, why don't we do it tonight?"
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