The music played, and the dancing began.
At the banquet, wine flowed freely as cups clinked without end. On the high stage, a troupe of beauties performed, their graceful movements and unparalleled looks adding an enchanting splendor to the festivities. For a time, all the guests were filled with cheer...
Troupes of Dancing Girls came and went, each with a unique style. Soon, it was Qingxu's turn with her group. Once on stage, her clear eyes scanned the banquet. When she spotted Qin Ya, a bright glint flashed within them. She bowed to the crowd, then took a delicate step forward. Her red lips parted slightly, and her slender arms began to sway...
Her sleeves billowed, seeming like countless butterflies in flight, or like petals drifting down from the sky. They carried with them a wisp of sweet fragrance, a dance of butterflies among the flowers...
