Le Niang was once a dancer who was famous in the imperial court. When she was trained in a brothel, she was spotted by the former master of Shui Qin Pavilion and paid a huge sum of money to free her.
Then Le Niang voluntarily stayed in Shuiqin Pavilion.
All girls who are learning to dance will come here to seek guidance from Le Niang.
After thinking for a while, Yan Xun stretched his neck and looked inside.
Qin Jiaoxi and the others are indeed here.
And at this moment, Qin Jiaoxi was dancing lightly on the arms of several girls according to Le Niang's instructions.
She is as tall as Sang Ling and as light as a butterfly.
If you take a closer look, you can see that their habits are somewhat similar. When spinning, they always like to make a posture to help them rotate. Although their bodies are light enough, they still have to exert force to trigger the flip...
If it was Sang Ling, she probably wouldn't need Le Niang's guidance. This dance wouldn't be difficult for her at all.
Moreover, if it were Sang Ling, she would not dance so stiffly in this movement...
Or should Sang Ling be more talented?
Then, Yan Xun found strangely that his mind was filled with mulberry spirits.
Well, maybe it's because seeing Qin Jiaoxi dancing brought back the remaining memories in his mind?
After all, he and San Ling have been getting along almost every day for the past ten years, either practicing with her or watching her playing the piano and dancing.
There are too many pictures accumulated over time, and this reaction will naturally form.
At this moment, Le Niang spotted Yan Xun with sharp eyes, and her eyebrows suddenly arched.
"Your senior sister is here!"
Yan Xun: "..."
But turning around at this time would make Le Niang lose face.
He could only bite the bullet and walk in.
Shang Fengyi and the others have heard the legend of the senior sister since they joined the cabinet a few years ago, but they have never had the chance to meet her.
At this moment, when they heard that the senior sister was coming, they all turned to look at Yan Xun as if they were in a panic.
"Wow!"
"Senior sister is so beautiful!"
"It's really stunning!"
"It's actually on par with the little senior sister..."
"No, who asked you to compare senior sister and junior senior sister?"
"It's obviously a different kind of beauty. Our senior sister is so heroic and loves men's clothing. My junior sister is..."
"Shut up!" Yan Xun interrupted everyone in a cold voice.
To Qin Jiaoxi, this was clearly a man's tone, but not only did everyone not have any objection to it, they even bowed their heads deeply and did not dare to look at Yan Xun again.
Naturally, his slightly raised Adam's apple could not be seen.
Qin Jiaoxi: "..."
It seems that the reputation of Senior Sister is quite bluffing.
Le Niang looked at Yan Xun with a smile: "Don't scare them. They are already timid. No matter how scared they are, they won't dare to look at you!"
Yan Xun rolled his eyelids silently.
Isn’t what he wants is that no one dares to look at him?
Several masters in the pavilion knew Yan Xun's true gender, but since the master of the pavilion had to deliberately confuse his gender, they would not cause any confusion.
Yan Xun didn't say much. He looked at Qin Jiaoxi's choreography and then turned away silently.
Shang Fengyi: "...are you leaving now? Aren't you here to give us guidance?"
Peng Jiaren covered her mouth and smiled: "Senior Sister is a piano student!"
Chen Lanqin stared at Yan Xun's back curiously: "Why do I always feel that Senior Sister walks with a masculine domineering air?"
Someone replied to her: "That's just because I'm wearing men's clothing!"
Qin Jiaoxi's mouth twitched fiercely, and she wanted to ask, "Are you all so blind that you can't see that he is a man?"
But thinking of Yan Xun's life experience, I silently swallowed the urge.
