Chapter 635 Dancing Together
The wind from Daifang County brought a hint of coolness as it blew across the tents of the Xianbei tribe.

A bonfire was burning brightly in the center of the camp, the flames shining on everyone’s face, casting a warm blush.

Xing Daorong sat in the guest of honor seat, with Xianbei generals beside him. His laughter was bold and hearty, which was completely different from the reserved etiquette at the Han banquet.

Inside the tent, the Xianbei musicians played the horse-head fiddle. The melodious sound, accompanied by the low drum beats, seemed to be telling an ancient legend on the grassland.

The dancers, dressed in colorful costumes, danced to the music. Their movements were unrestrained and powerful, as if they were imitating the flying eagles and horses on the grassland, full of freedom and wildness.

Princess Buri personally entertained Xing Daorong.

She was dressed a little differently today.

Xing Daorong simply couldn’t understand how Princess Buri had so many clothes on her. Every day when he saw her… she would change her clothes.

Is it possible to wash every day?
In this day and age, this is still quite a luxury.

Princess Buri was wearing a red robe embroidered with golden patterns and a hair accessory inlaid with gems. Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque and her smile was as warm as the spring breeze.

He walked to Xing Daorong, leaned over slightly, and personally filled a glass of kumis for him. The aroma of the wine was rich, with the unique mellowness of the grassland.

“General Xing, this is the most precious mare’s milk wine of our Xianbei people. Come and have a taste.”

Princess Buri’s voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of the boldness and tenderness unique to grassland women.

His eyes were as gentle as water, yet with a hint of elusive depth.

Xing Daorong took the wine glass and nodded slightly in thanks.

He felt Princess Buri’s gaze and his heart was moved, but he quickly collected himself, raised his glass, and drank with the Xianbei nobles around him.

The wine goes down your throat with a hint of sourness and sweetness, as if the flavor of the grassland is blooming on your tongue.

To be honest, Xing Daorong is not used to drinking kumis. He always feels that it has a fishy taste.

but…

With Princess Buri serving me, the food didn’t seem so bad.

During the banquet, Princess Buri picked up dishes for Xing Daorong from time to time and personally introduced each Xianbei delicacy to him: roasted lamb that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fragrant milk tofu, and desserts made from wild fruits on the grassland.

Her manners are elegant and natural, with the boldness of a Xianbei woman and a unique delicacy and thoughtfulness.

…

Xing Daorong was now fully immersed in the dinner.

While enjoying the food, observe everything around you.

He found that although the Xianbei people’s banquets were not as particular about etiquette as the Han people’s banquets, they were full of vitality and enthusiasm.

The laughter, singing and dancing all seem to be telling the story of the freedom and vastness of the grassland.

Princess Buri’s hospitable hospitality made him feel a different kind of romance.

“General Xing, are you used to our Xianbei banquets?” Princess Buri asked softly, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Xing Daorong smiled slightly and nodded, saying, “I am honored by the princess’s hospitality. The enthusiasm and generosity of the Xianbei people are indeed well-deserved.”

Princess Bu Ri rolled her eyes and said, “But not everyone can ask me to wait by his side.”

This statement is particularly ambiguous.

Xing Daorong took over the atmosphere, grabbed Princess Buri’s hand and said, “Princess, I naturally understand your intentions…”

When Princess Buri heard this, a faint blush appeared on her face. She lowered her head slightly, but a happy arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The light from the bonfire shone on her profile, as if she had been coated with a layer of golden glow, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

only…

But she didn’t pull her hand away.

Xing Daorong held her tightly, but she said nothing. The atmosphere of the banquet became more and more lively, and the singing and laughter of the Xianbei people echoed in the night sky, as if even the stars were infected by their enthusiasm.

Xing Daorong sat among them, and Princess Buri’s gentleness and thoughtfulness made his heart stir with an indescribable wave.

…

“By the way…you haven’t seen the dance on the grassland yet?”

Suddenly, Princess Bu Ri’s proposal broke Xing Daorong’s thoughts.

Without caring about how Xing Daorong reacted, he turned around and stood beside the campfire.

Her figure was tall and straight, and her red robe looked particularly bright in the firelight. The golden patterns flickered slightly as she moved, as if the flames on the grassland were dancing on her body.

The musicians’ horse-head fiddle became more melodious, and the sound flowed like running water, accompanied by low drum beats, as if calling upon the soul of the grassland.

Princess Buri gently raised her arms, her fingertips trembling slightly, as if she was touching the night breeze.

The footsteps are light and powerful, moving slowly to the rhythm of the music, and every step seems to be stepping on the heartbeat of the grassland.

Xing Daorong watched Princess Buri’s performance and indeed felt a different kind of charm.

It made Xing Daorong feel like when he read the Secret History of Xiaozhuang before, it was as if Dorgon was looking at Xiaozhuang.

Of course, Dorgon’s ending actually looks quite tragic to Xing Daorong, because he is Dorgon.

But… speaking of it, if we marry Princess Buri and the news is passed to Chang’an, His Majesty will probably be very happy again.

As for Xing Daorong himself…

As the saying goes, “Food and sex are part of human nature”, sometimes we really do follow our instincts.

He said that Princess Buri had some Han Chinese style among the Xianbei people, and this kind of sentiment was indeed something Xing Daorong had rarely seen since he traveled through time.

I was indeed attracted a lot at that time.

There’s a saying that goes, we’ve been fighting for a lifetime, why not have some fun?

Besides, he didn’t force it.

Didn’t you see the look in Princess Buri’s eyes? She was flirting with you!

This is exactly what I mean.

Princess Buri’s gaze fell on Xing Daorong from time to time, with a hint of provocation and a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

The smile looked particularly bright in the firelight.

The light from the bonfire stretched her shadow very long, casting it on the grass, as if it had merged with the earth.

Then the dance gradually slowed down and finally stopped in front of Xing Daorong.

Her breathing was slightly rapid, her cheeks were flushed from dancing, but there was an indescribable smile in her eyes.

“General Xing, is my dance… still pleasing to your eyes?”

She leaned forward slightly, her voice soft but with a hint of playfulness.

Xing Daorong came back to his senses and was shocked.

He smiled slightly and nodded, “The princess’s dance is so enchanting.”

Princess Buri said, taking Xing Daorong’s hand and saying, “Come on, you try it too.”

Xing Daorong did not refuse and started directly.

The surrounding Xianbei people formed a circle, clapped and cheered, with singing and drumming intertwined.

After that, it was unknown how much time had passed, and Xing Daorong could not quite remember what had happened, before he was dragged directly into the big tent by Princess Buri…

(End of this chapter)