Of course.
Zhao Junyao not liking it doesn't mean others don't.
Inside the grand hall.
Princess Hai Feng danced with jade-like feet, moving like the wind and waves to the rhythm of the music.
Her dance was indescribably beautiful, dreamlike and illusory, both real and unreal.
Her joints were nimble and agile like a snake, her phoenix eyes bright and captivating.
Her gaze and movements responded to the drumbeats, harmonizing with the sound.
The red dress on her body fluttered lightly with her movements, like a blooming scarlet lotus.
Long water sleeves wrapped around her arms, as crimson as fire, her seamless dance scattered the sleeves around her.
As the drumbeats intensified, she appeared as swift as a rabbit under a crimson moon, her agile dance blurred into light and shadow.
As the drumbeats slowed, she resembled Chang'e in the moon, with a graceful and enchanting demeanor, gentle as water.
