rpbooks Chapter 51 Why Aren't You a Woman?
Chapter 51 Why Aren't You a Woman?
"Disappointing, disappointing, all of you, get out!" Dugu Xun waved his hand.
The maids withdrew as if granted a pardon.
The dancers were still dancing. They were dressed in colorful costumes, each one charming and beautiful. Their white arms moved in various graceful movements, and their slender waists were like tender willows in the wind.
These dancers were all highly skilled, and Gu Yan enjoyed watching their dance while sipping her wine.
Dugu Xun and Gu Yan chatted while drinking. Dugu Xun smiled and said to Gu Yan, "Chen Yujing is still looking for you everywhere, did you know?"
Hearing this, Gu Yan felt a chill run down her spine. She hadn't forgotten Chen Yujing's elopement because of him. Although she felt Dugu Xun wouldn't bother her over this—if he wanted to, he would have reacted immediately—being dumped, especially on your wedding day, is something no one would be happy about, right?
His expression stiffened: "I don't know."
"How did you meet Chen Yujing?" Dugu asked.
Gu Yan said, "The first time I went on a long trip, I was robbed on the road, and she jumped out to save me."
Dugu Xun laughed and said, "You still need her to save you?"
Gu Yan indeed didn't need it. He smiled and said, "In the end, I should still thank her for her kindness."
"Let me guess, and then she became obsessed with you, right? And even wanted to be your bodyguard," Dugu Xun said.
Gu Yan: "...Brother, you guessed right."
It took him a lot of effort to get rid of her.
Dugu Xun snorted coldly: "That woman was just lusting after you."
Gu Yan silently drank her wine, thinking to herself: Chen Yujing said the same thing about you.
When Chen Yujing complained to him about her fiancé, she said that he had taken a liking to her and was forcing her to marry him.
"You little brat, you're incredibly audacious to run away from your wedding!" Dugu Xun slammed his wine cup down on the table.
Gu Yan hurriedly said, "Her running away from the wedding has nothing to do with me. I had no idea she would come looking for me."
Dugu Xun looked at Gu Yan and smiled again: "Zirong, don't worry, I don't blame you. I even let that little girl go, why would I hold you accountable for this? I only valued her potential back then."
And also face and figure.
If there were any other reasons why he insisted on marrying Chen Yujing, it was probably his desire to conquer. It was because Chen Yujing was interested in someone else and dared to look down on him that he was determined to marry this girl.
On the day she eloped, he truly intended to go on a killing spree, first skinning Chen Yujing's "adulterer" alive, then killing everyone in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion in front of her, slaughtering the entire royal family of the Ruohe Empire, and finally tearing Chen Yujing to pieces.
result……
He glanced at the "adulterer" and all his anger vanished.
"That little girl Chen Yujing, she's said a lot of bad things about me in front of you, hasn't she? I bet she's even cursed my ancestors for eighteen generations." Dugu Xun looked at Gu Yan.
The hall was brightly lit.
The handsome young man in blue robes had a face as pure and untouched as ice and snow. Upon hearing Dugu Xun's words, his smile froze again. He thought to himself, "You really know Chen Yujing well. No wonder she's my ex."
"Brother, you're overthinking it. I've only met Princess Anhui a few times," Gu Yan said, avoiding the question.
Dugu Xun touched his chin as he listened: "So you two aren't familiar with each other."
Gu Yan said, "We're not very familiar with each other."
Dugu Xun said, "You should have said so earlier! If you had, I would have slaughtered her entire family."
Gu Yan: "..."
You really are a devil.
Seeing Gu Yan's frozen expression, Dugu Xun smiled and said, "Just kidding."
The musicians stopped playing, the song ended, and the dancers' poses froze in their final poses.
Dugu Xun straightened the seven-stringed zither in front of him and began to play. The dancers changed their dance to his music.
His fingers glide across the strings, as if a breeze has stirred, a breeze that stirs the mist.
The dancers, dressed in colorful robes with wide sleeves and draped in white gauze, swayed their waists and stretched their arms to the music.
The sound of the zither began deep and resonant, gradually transforming into clarity, like the morning light piercing through the clouds on a mountain peak, causing the sea of clouds to shift and surge. Then the sound changed again, like the continuous spring rain under the eaves, pattering softly on the glazed tiles, nourishing all things.
The dancers' movements became lighter and more graceful, their dance becoming increasingly delicate.
Dugu Xun was known as the Demon of the Qin. He attained enlightenment through the qin, and his mastery of music was naturally at the level of a grandmaster. Gu Yan listened to his qin music with her eyes closed.
Spring rain nourishes the earth, and all things grow. Gradually, the melody enters its middle section, the rhythm quickens, and the rapid notes take on a metallic quality, like swords clashing, like iron horses and icy rivers, clear and stirring.
The dancers' spinning suddenly accelerated, their skirts billowing like blooming flowers.
Dugu Xun's fingers moved so fast on the strings—rotating, brushing, rolling, picking, and stroking—that they became a blur.
At the climax, the sound of the piano was like a silver bottle suddenly shattering.
The lead dancer, a beautiful maiden, flicked her flowing sleeves, bent over and twirled, freezing on the sharpest note of the zither music.
The next moment, all sound and movement ceased abruptly.
Dugu Xun gently pressed his hands on the strings to stop the aftershocks and looked at Gu Yan.
The dancer bowed and withdrew.
Gu Yan opened her eyes and looked at Dugu Xun. Dugu Xun smiled and asked Gu Yan, "Does Zi Rong know how to play the zither?"
Gu Yan replied, "I know a little."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Xun waved his hand, and his seven-stringed zither flew towards Gu Yan, landing on the table in front of her.
"Could you play a tune for me, brother?" Dugu Xun asked with a smile.
He's already spoken, how could Gu Yan say no?
Gu Yan nodded: "I've made a fool of myself."
With that, he placed both hands on the seven-stringed zither.
The opening notes consisted of several extremely deep and slow tremolos, like the breath of rocks coming from the depths of the ancient earth, followed by the sound of a gentle spring flowing beneath the rock strata.
The music gradually became more lively, clear and melodious, like a spring carrying the timidity and tentativeness of early spring, meandering and leaping in the secluded valley.
Gu Yan lowered his eyelids slightly, his expression focused. Although he did not pursue the Dao through the zither, he had studied the zither for over forty years under a senior master in his previous life. This piece, "Flowing Water," was one of his most proficient pieces.
Gu Yan's fingers moved faster, and the music gradually became clearer.
The music was like a joyful stream, tinkling and splashing, parting the waves when it met the rocks, and forming pools when it met the ravines. A bright passage of overtones rose up, clear and resonant, like the bright silver moonlight sprinkling on the trickling stream, breaking into thousands of silver scales.
Dugu Xun looked at Gu Yan in surprise, never expecting his zither skills to be so superb; he was clearly a master. Dugu Xun slowly closed his eyes, feeling the sound of the zither.
Gu Yan's fingers suddenly accelerated, and the music was no longer a stream, but a torrent that had broken through the last obstacle, a vast and unrestrained ocean, a stampede of ten thousand horses, moving forward without hesitation.
The fingering is as intricate as a torrential rain, and the sound of the zither is as booming as surging waves, as if one can hear the thunderous roar of waves crashing against the shore and rapids colliding with rocks.
Suddenly, the giant wave crashed against the reef with a deafening roar, shattering into a cloud of white foam, followed by a deathly silence.
Then, a long, lingering aftertaste slowly spread out.
After the raging waves, all that remains is a tranquil scene of vast expanses of water, where the sky and water merge into one, and the bright moon shines high in the sky.
After finishing her piece, Gu Yan turned to look at Dugu Xun.
Dugu Xun was also looking at him. The black-haired, blue-eyed boy was calm and serene, as bright as the stars and the moon.
Dugu Xun's gaze held a mixture of astonishment, joy, and complex emotions. After staring at Gu Yan for a long time, he asked, "Why aren't you a woman?"