Chapter 64: As graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon [Please read and ask for monthly tickets]

Author: Phoenix Bird Swallows Dragon

Chapter 64: As graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon [Please read and ask for monthly tickets]

To be honest, today's verbal exchange with his father made Cao Ang feel quite tired.

He didn't know how his father would react when the soldiers, horses and money he obtained from Dong Zhuo were exposed in the future.

My scalp feels numb just thinking about it.

Shouldn't he be asked to lie again?

Walk all the way through the corridor and through the courtyard.

Pushing open the door between the two courtyards, Cao Ang was about to take a look at his red rabbit horse and develop a relationship with this BMW horse.

After all, it has been described in books and TV shows that the more high-quality and rare the BMW, the more irritable it is.

It becomes more and more necessary for the owner to tame it and cultivate affection, otherwise it will be difficult to control.

If the relationship is not in place and riding forcefully, it will only lead to being thrown off the horse.

But before Cao Ang could go to the stable, he vaguely heard the sound of soft singing coming from the side of his bedroom.

Although the distance was far away and the sound could not be heard clearly, at least I could tell that it was a woman singing.

Cao Ang guessed it was Diao Chan.

After all, Diao Chan, the only mistress in the yard, is the only one who can stay in her bedroom at this time and dare to sing so loudly.

It is said that I have never heard Diao Chan sing since she entered the house. It is rare for her to be so elegant.

Cao Ang was very curious for a while.

He decisively changed direction and walked slowly towards the bedroom.

As the distance gets closer, the singing sound heard in my ears becomes clearer and clearer.

The sound is soft and melodious.

Although Cao Ang could not understand the lyrics at all, after all, he could only be considered a layman and did not understand the content of the songs sung in the Han Dynasty.

But at least the music itself is common.

Cao Ang can still tell whether the tune is good or not. At least based on the timbre and melody, in Cao Ang's opinion, he is a third-generation descendant of a musical family.

He couldn't help but speed up his pace a little.

After passing through the courtyard patio, the singing was very clear, almost as if it was singing in Cao Ang's ears.

The fresh, bright and familiar female voice is as melodious and elegant as an oriole, giving people a sense of spirituality like an empty mountain after the rain.

Come to the bedroom door.

Cao Ang couldn't help but smile when he heard the sound so close to him. Then he slowed down his movements and gently opened the door.

The sight he saw immediately made his eyes light up.

Diao Chan was seen dancing with her back to him and facing the other direction.

Wearing a bright red gauze dress, without the restraints of dark clothes, it looks agile and light, like an elf transformed from flames in the world, leaping back and forth.

Her bare feet were stepping on the brocade carpet without any ornaments. Her exposed calves were slender and strong, and her snow-white skin was even more dazzling under the reflection of the bright red dress.

As the body danced gently, the toes on the blanket began to exert force. The toes, which were originally as white and tender as bright jade, were actually tinged with a hint of pink, making them even more playful and cute.

The slender waist, bound by the belt, looks even more small and cute, and is full of body.

As Diao Chan's figure danced, her sleeves swayed lightly, and the breeze blew by, the fiery red candles lit on the table and counter also swayed with the flames of the candle cores.

The shadows of people and candles complement each other.

At this moment, it seemed that only the red color of flames remained between the sky and the earth, and a strong color impact hit the face, and even the temperature around the body increased vaguely.

Such a scene made Cao Ang, who stood at the door and watched quietly, only feel warm and bright.

Coupled with the songs that Diao Chan sang while dancing lightly, it instantly changed into a wave. Cao Ang felt as if he was in a fantasyland.

…

Just when he was about to continue watching.

Diao Chan suddenly swung her sleeves and turned slightly in half a circle. From this angle, she caught sight of Cao Ang standing at the door.

"ah!"

Diao Chan let out a soft cry and quickly stopped dancing.

He didn't even bother to put on his socks, but hurriedly put on his embroidered shoes, and then came to Cao Ang in a few steps.

"My husband stood here without saying a word, and even when I came, I didn't even make a sound, which almost made me look embarrassed!"

A tone full of coquettishness.

At the same time, his right hand gently patted Cao Ang's arm, not like blaming him, but more like coquettishness.

Perhaps it was because she was dancing and singing just now. Diao Chan, who suddenly stopped at this moment, was breathing a little unsteadily. She was still panting slightly while speaking, and her delicate and small nose trembled gently along with her cherry red beady lips.

On the smooth, white and tender forehead, you can still see some beads of sweat, and a few strands of hair that escaped from the bun are now stuck to the small face. When the tips of the hair are fluttering gently, it adds a bit of seduction to Diao Chan.

The taste of the heart and spleen.

Cao Ang smiled and put his left hand around Diao Chan's slender waist, while his right hand wiped the sweat from Diao Chan's forehead and looked into Qiu Shui's eyes, which was close at hand.

Cao Ang's whole body and his heart softened, and he couldn't help but laugh warmly.

"Why do you want to make a fool of yourself? Cicada's dance just now is really like everyone else's. It is very bright and colorful. Although I don't understand it, there are eight characters to describe it."

"As graceful as a startled giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon!"

"Luo Shen Fu" is used to describe beautiful women. Its effect and power are absolutely unparalleled and can be regarded as the highest level of praise in the world.

Although Cao Ang knew nothing about the popular literary genres of the Han Dynasty and did not understand the rhyme and rhyme at all, he could really recite this Luo Shen Fu.

The main reason was that Zhen Ji's lines were so touching. After listening to them a lot, he couldn't help but find the full text and memorize it by heart.

Now is when it comes in handy.

Cao Ang didn't dare to say more, so he just sent a few words to Diao Chan. He was afraid that if there was someone else he wanted to send to in the future, such an article would not be enough for him.

As for using the articles written by his brother Cao Zhi, Cao Ang has no psychological burden at all. Aren't my brother's things meant for me as his brother?

Besides, as the elder brother, I can safely inherit the power of Cao Wei in the future, and avoid the fight between the two young boys Cao Zhi and Cao Pi.

Little brother, I have to pay myself some compensation for my emotions and reasons. This Luo Shen Fu is very suitable.

…

Although Diao Chan is not a person who reads poetry and books, she still has the basic cultural foundation.

Just listen to this comment.

A little glimmer suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she looked at Cao Ang with even more tenderness and sweetness.

Just hearing these few words is enough to show that her husband completely understands her dance and praises and appreciates her from the bottom of his heart.

very nice!

Diao Chan was shaken.

He couldn't help but grab Cao Ang's arm and drag him to the soft couch aside.

"Since my husband likes it, why not sit here and enjoy my dancing posture!"

Cao Ang nodded happily.

Sitting quietly aside, I was fascinated by the beautiful figure of Diao Chan.

Under the red candle shadow.

For a time, the harps and harps harmonized, and the room was filled with fragrance.

An hour later.

The dancing figures in the room stopped, and at the same time, the bright red candles were extinguished.

I could only vaguely hear a few conversations coming from inside the house.

"Husband, it's...it's not dark yet!"

"Nonsense, what I saw was pitch black. It's late at night and it's time to rest."

Soon, the sounds of people's voices disappeared in the wind.

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Chapter completed!