The sound of strings and woodwinds rose and fell, a fragrant breeze drifted gently, and within the side hall, candlelight shone bright. In every corner, hundreds of palace maids and eunuchs stood in silent solemnity.
Seven or eight consorts—their figures slim or full-bodied—sat around the imperial seat, like stars orbiting the moon. Occasionally raising their cups, sparing a shallow smile, their beautiful eyes shifting constantly, they all either openly or covertly displayed their charm to Li Xu, silently conveying their affection.
A graceful figure danced merrily to the lively tune. Dressed in exotic, foreign-style clothing, her hair flowed like clouds, whirling through the air with her rapid spins. Her slender waist now bent low, now rose proudly. As the rhythm intensified, she transformed into a wild pony galloping across the grasslands—unrestrained, wild, and radiant... Her fiery body burned with equal passion!