A flowing cursive script rendition of "The Song of Everlasting Sorrow" appeared under Lu Zheng's brush.
With well-balanced spacing and the right contrast of thickness, it captured both form and spirit, flowing with ease.
The poem was a good poem, and the calligraphy was excellent. Once it was finished, all the ladies gathered around the desk, appreciating it in detail.
As Bi Xinyu returned, she listened to Shen Ying briefly tell the story of Emperor Ming of Tang and Yang Guifei. Seeing "The Song of Everlasting Sorrow" again, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but feel moved, "Am I going to play Yang Yuhuan?"
Shen Ying rolled her eyes, "How is your dance?"
Bi Xinyu swayed her waist, sensually and captivatingly, but imperfectly, regretting, "Does it mean it'll be left to Hu Cai Niang?"
Du Yueyao snickered, "Indeed, Cai Niang is the best dancer!"
