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Chapter 191 The Cool and Alluring Dancer

The next day, after filming the morning court assembly scene, Lu Hengyan sat down to rest for a while.

Still dressed in his dark costume, his high-tied hair ornament tilted slightly, revealing a hint of fatigue from just leaving a political drama.

"Has the dancer still not been found?"

The assistant handed over a glass of warm water: "I heard they found her. Director Wang went to pick her up personally. She's supposedly a classical dance artist named Liu Yunshu."

Lu Hengyan paused in his grip on the cup, then looked up: "Liu Yunshu?"

The assistant nodded: "Yes, I heard she's one of the top dancers in the country. The assistant director said her dancing is particularly expressive."

Just then, Director Wang, beaming, led someone into the film set, his voice booming through the noise: "Hengyan, quickly take a look at the 'Beauty Who Bewitches the Emperor' I found for you!"

Lu Hengyan looked up and his gaze fell on the person who had just arrived.

The woman wore a light blue wide-sleeved dress with delicate silver thread embroidery on the hem, which seemed to shimmer with light as she moved.

Her long hair was loosely tied into a bun, adorned with a plain silver hairpin, with a few stray strands falling beside her cheeks.

She exudes a cool and aloof aura, yet the moment she raises her eyes, a natural allure silently unfolds at the corners of her eyes.

Like a plum blossom under the moon, it is beautiful in its coldness and resilient in its gentleness.

Lu Hengyan remained outwardly calm, but the fingertips gripping the water glass tightened almost imperceptibly.

The warmth of the cup seeped through my skin, but it couldn't suppress the sudden flutter in my heart.

A faint gasp came from all around. He snapped out of his reverie, glanced at the undisguised amazement in everyone's eyes, and frowned slightly in displeasure.

As Liu Yunshu followed Wang Dao forward, her gaze inadvertently swept across the rest area and met a pair of deep, cool eyes.

The man, dressed in black with dark hair, had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Although his hair ornament was slightly askew, his noble bearing remained undiminished.

This was her second target, Lu Hengyan.

She paused slightly, but remained calm on the surface. She followed Director Wang to him and gave a slight nod: "Teacher Lu, I've heard so much about you."

Her clear, melodious voice, like morning dew, reached his ears, causing him to tighten his grip on the cup.

He looked up, his gaze sweeping over the silver threads entwined on the hem of her skirt, finally settling on the subtle allure at the corner of her eye.

"Teacher Liu."

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his voice remained clear and cold, but it had a subtle gentleness that was more noticeable than usual.

He loosened the water glass from his fingertips, and as he stood up, his dark robe swept across the ground, creating a gentle breeze.

Director Wang grinned from ear to ear: "How about it, Hengyan? I wasn't lying to you! Teacher Liu's temperament is simply tailor-made for a dancer!"

Then, turning to Liu Yunshu, he said, "Teacher Liu, let's try on makeup and change clothes first. The scenes aren't complicated; the main part is the dance scene. Just dance freely!"

Liu Yunshu nodded in agreement and followed the makeup artist to the dressing room.

When I stepped out of the fitting room, the film set fell silent.

Lu Hengyan had already adjusted his hair ornaments, and his black robes made his figure appear even more upright. He was leaning against the throne with his eyes closed, resting.

Hearing the sound, he slowly opened his eyes.

When his gaze fell on her, a barely perceptible hint of amazement flashed across his eyes, only to be quickly replaced by a deep, cold indifference.

Her scarlet dance costume accentuated her snow-white skin, and her long hair was styled into a flying phoenix bun.

A red-gold and kingfisher feather hairpin was inserted diagonally, swaying gently with her movements.

A touch of light red smudged at the corner of her eyes, adding a touch of vibrancy to her originally gentle features, yet still concealing a hint of aloofness and resilience.

Like a red plum blossom unfurling in a raging fire, vibrant yet elegant, charming yet not gaudy.

"Perfect!" Director Wang clapped his hands as he approached, circling her once. "With this look, she doesn't even need to dance to bewitch the emperor!"

Liu Yunshu smiled faintly, her eyes slightly raised, and a charming look instantly spread, making the surrounding staff blush.

Lu Hengyan withdrew his gaze, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the armrest of the throne, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

The stage crew quickly cleared the area, and warm light shone on the cushioned stage.

The artificial hill and flowing spring create a babbling brook, and the roses on the trellis are in full bloom, instantly filling the space with a luxurious and languid atmosphere.

"On your marks! Action!"

As Director Wang's voice faded, music began to play softly.

Liu Yunshu lifted her skirt and stepped onto the stage, her water sleeves fluttering lightly, her waist swaying softly, her movements as gentle as a spring breeze caressing water. Every turn and every flick of her sleeve carried just the right amount of charm.

She spun closer to the throne, her flowing sleeves lightly brushing against his knees, bringing with them a faint fragrance.

When she looked up, her eyes sparkled, as if they held a thousand emotions.

Pei Heng looked into her hesitant eyes, his gaze darkening, and his fingertips quickened their movements as he caressed the armrest.

Liu Yunshu flicked her water sleeves at him, and Pei Heng seized the end of the sleeve and gently tugged it.

Seeing that the director hadn't called "cut," she swayed slightly with the force and fell right into his arms.

His crimson sleeves unfurled like butterfly wings, and a delicate fragrance wafted over his dark robes.

Lu Hengyan instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist, his fingertips touching the delicate fabric, feeling that her waist was so slender it seemed as if it would break at the slightest touch.

He lowered his eyes, his nose almost touching the top of her head.

He took a deep, lingering sniff, a carefree smile playing on his lips.

"My beauty smells so good, and your dance has captivated my heart."

His voice was deep and husky, carrying the languor and possessiveness unique to emperors.

Liu Yunshu snuggled closer to him, her fingertips gently touching his chest.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, and she spoke with a mixture of timidity and alluring charm: "Your Majesty flatters me. It is my blessing to be able to make Your Majesty smile."

Pei Heng's well-defined fingers gently caressed her chin, his fingertips covered with cool calluses.

As it glides across delicate skin, it leaves behind a shivering itch.

His eyes held a feigned wantonness, yet his fingertips unconsciously loosened their grip, and a low chuckle escaped his throat:

"A blessing? Then I will grant you the privilege of being by my side every day, how about it?"

Liu Yunshu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she looked up at him, her eyes held a mixture of coldness and allure.

Like wine tempered with moonlight, a mere sip is enough to intoxicate.

Her fingertips curled slightly, and the pressure against his chest lessened a bit; her voice was as soft and sweet as honey.

"Your Majesty's word is law, so this servant...this servant is naturally willing."

The last syllable was drawn out very softly, with a touch of just the right amount of shyness.

The faint red at the corner of her eyes became more and more obvious, causing Lu Hengyan's gaze to darken even further.

He tightened his grip on her chin slightly, forcing her closer to him.

Their noses almost touched, their warm breaths mingling, carrying each other's faint fragrance.

"In that case," he chuckled, his voice laced with even more debauchery, "would you like to have a drink with me?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to signal the palace servants to serve him wine.

A gilded wine cup filled with amber-colored wine was gently placed by a palace servant on a small table next to the throne.

Pei Heng's arm remained around Liu Yunshu's waist as he raised his wine glass to her lips.

Just as Liu Yunshu opened her mouth to drink, he suddenly gulped down the wine.

He then held the back of her neck and lowered his head to cover her soft lips.

The rich aroma of the wine, mixed with the light fragrance of her hair, instantly overwhelmed Lu Hengyan's senses.

He originally intended to portray the character's dissolute nature, but at the moment their lips touched...

The delicate touch from his fingertips and the unique scent lingering in his nose sent a jolt through him.

The portrayal of debauchery involuntarily carried a touch of genuine, burning passion.

Liu Yunshu's pupils contracted slightly, clearly not expecting him to add his own dramatic touches on the spot.

Seeing a hint of surprise flash in her eyes, Lu Hengyan's smile deepened, and the burning desire in his heart surged even stronger.

He originally intended to only try it out briefly, in keeping with the emperor's frivolous and flirtatious nature.

The soft, delicate touch that spread between his lips and teeth seemed to possess a magical power, causing him to involuntarily deepen the kiss.

The rich aroma of the wine mingled with her delicate fragrance, so enveloping that it was almost suffocating.

Liu Yunshu's eyelashes trembled violently, and her fingertips gripped the black fabric on his chest so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

She forced herself to calm down, following the character's emotions. A hint of panic flashed across her eyes, which then transformed into a deeper allure.

She lightly touched his lower lip with the tip of her tongue, a gesture that was both probing and seductive.

This was like a spark falling on dry tinder, instantly igniting a wildfire in Lu Hengyan's heart.

His arms around her waist tightened suddenly, with such force that he almost crushed her into his bones.

The kiss grew more and more urgent, their breaths scalding hot, completely forgetting that they were filming a movie.

"Card!"

Director Wang's voice suddenly boomed, filled with barely concealed excitement and elation.

"Great! Excellent! Hengyan's impromptu acting was brilliant! Yunshu's reaction was spot-on! That's the tension we're looking for!"

Lu Hengyan snapped back to his senses, and as his lips left hers, he subconsciously licked the corner of his lips.

The turmoil in his eyes had not yet faded, but deep within them lurked a barely perceptible sense of panic.

He loosened his grip on Liu Yunshu's waist, his fingertips slightly curled, as if the delicate touch of her waist still lingered.

Liu Yunshu quickly composed herself and took a half step back.

She raised her hand and gently wiped the corner of her lips, the shyness and allure in her eyes fading, replaced by a layer of cool indifference.

However, the reddened tips of her ears betrayed her earlier loss of composure.

"Thank you for your hard work, both teachers!"

Director Wang strode over, his face crinkling with a smile. "That take was good! Ten-minute break, then we'll shoot the next one!"

Lu Hengyan nodded, but his gaze unconsciously fell on Liu Yunshu.

She was talking to the assistant director with her head down, her scarlet dance costume making her skin look even whiter than snow.

Her lips, which he had just kissed, were now glistening with a moist red, like ripe cherries, inspiring contemplation.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he turned and walked to the rest area, where he picked up his water glass and gulped down several mouthfuls.

The icy water slid down my throat, but it couldn't suppress the inexplicable flutter in my heart.

That kiss just now was clearly an act.

But he clearly remembered the softness of her lips, the sweetness of her breath, and the faint shadows that fell on the back of his hand when her eyelashes trembled.

How could he... have such feelings for someone he just met?

Lu Hengyan frowned, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the inside of the cup, his eyes filled with complex emotions.