Zhou Xuan's gaze darted between the two of them. To prevent him from noticing anything, Li Huihui had to make a decision.
Li Huihui nodded slightly, then handed her hand to Zhou Xuan.
"What are you two standing around for? Hurry up and go! If you're going to dance, do it quickly. Everyone is waiting for your opening dance."
Seeing them standing still, Qiu Wenlong called out urgently.
Only then did Li Huihui slowly start, entering the dance floor with Zhou Xuan.
At the center of the dance floor was a small fountain, and in front of the fountain were several long tables laden with exquisite delicacies.
Zhou Xuan placed his hand on Li Huihui's waist, leading her in a graceful dance.
The height difference between them was too great. Li Huihui, wearing seven-centimeter high heels, felt like an ant stepping on a steel plate – painful.
But Zhou Xuan seemed oblivious, continuing to spin her around with gentlemanly grace.
His unique masculine aura and his undeniable dominance left Li Huihui somewhat flustered.
However, Li Huihui quickly regained her composure. Following the rhythm of the music, she gradually forgot her identity, immersing herself in the magical atmosphere.
As Zhou Xuan spun Li Huihui, he continuously observed the changes in her expression, from initial nervousness and unease to gradual calmness.
Zhou Xuan captured this expression on Li Huihui's face.
A wicked smile curved Zhou Xuan's lips. It seemed that Madam Qiu was quite fond of him.
He wondered what her expression would be if she knew he was Xu Tianhua's disciple.
The others on the dance floor had stopped talking, their gazes fixed on them, especially the women who wished they could stare at the two of them intently.
The music continued.
Finally, Zhou Xuan and Li Huihui switched to another song.
Upon hearing this song, Li Huihui tightly gripped the hem of her skirt with her fair hands, her heart filled with trepidation.
This song…
The person she had loved most in the past loved to dance to it with her.
"Relax, if you're so tense, it'll make me think you're shy!" Zhou Xuan whispered to Li Huihui.
Li Huihui seemed not to hear him, her gaze fixed on the couple in the center of the dance floor.
Zhou Xuan followed her gaze upwards.
Qiu Wenlong was talking animatedly with someone.
Zhou Xuan did not miss the fleeting hint of anger and disgust in Li Huihui's eyes.
This was rather strange.
Could it be that Li Huihui, the师娘, truly detested Qiu Wenlong?
Then why did she follow him?
Was there some hidden secret?
The dance concluded.
Li Huihui awkwardly touched her forehead, then said, "Zhou Xuan, I've heard your medical skills are superb. Do you happen to have time to check my health?"
This request?
"Here?"
"No, in the room."
"Come with me to the second floor."
Before long, Li Huihui feigned exhaustion and slight intoxication.
Zhou Xuan was asked by Qiu Wenlong to go up and feel her pulse.
"To be honest, my wife has been unwell for a long time. I heard young friend Zhou has divine medical skills, so this is perfect. Why don't you go up and help her..."
"Alright," Zhou Xuan agreed.
"Thank you."
"Mr. Qiu, you're welcome."
Back upstairs.
Lu Ling'er and Fang Ruolin and the others all assumed Zhou Xuan had been invited to see a patient.
In the room.
"Mmm," Li Huihui sighed, "I originally wanted to bear it alone, but now that I've met you, I'll trouble you..."
"Okay."
They both went to the sickbed.
Zhou Xuan first examined Li Huihui's face, then diagnosed her carefully, before asking, "Madam Li, have you been feeling palpitations or chest tightness recently?"
Li Huihui shook her head. "Yes. What's wrong? What does my palpitations and chest tightness have to do with anything? I thought it was just because I was in a bad mood."
Zhou Xuan frowned slightly, then replied, "Madam Li, your heart has a minor issue. This condition is very sensitive to melancholy and worry. You need to get out more, not stay cooped up at home, and choose suitable people to confide in.
However, based on these symptoms, I can prescribe a few doses of medicine to condition your body. Within half a year, you should be better. If you want a faster recovery, acupuncture might be necessary, but I worry you won't be able to handle it."
Li Huihui knew the cause of her illness very well.
She hesitated.
Then, gritting her teeth, she removed her evening gown's shawl, revealing her bare shoulder.
Li Huihui, over forty, was still full of charm. Her exquisite figure was enough to make anyone's eyes go wide.
Her ample bosom left deep indentations on the sickbed.
Her slender waist was like a graspable willow branch. Such was Li Huihui, no wonder she caused her master, Qiu Wenlong, and Old Man Huang to vie for her.
Even Zhou Xuan, a righteous gentleman, was stirred by her casual removal of the shawl.
But Li Huihui quickly put the shawl back on.
"No! I can't do this... I can't do this..." she murmured, her eyes flashing with struggle.
Zhou Xuan, watching this, couldn't help but frown.
Although he disliked meddling, Li Huihui was his master Cen's former woman.
Zhou Xuan felt it necessary to involve himself in this matter.
"I'll go prepare paper and pen to write a prescription. As for acupuncture, it's best to find someone else. We are a man and a woman, it's not appropriate..." Zhou Xuan said.
He was genuinely concerned for his師娘.
After all, she was unwell and needed treatment.
How could he bear to let others see such a peerless beauty as his師娘?
Perhaps his master could give her a few needles upon his return, which might be faster and better than his own.
Hearing this, Li Huihui suddenly turned her head to look at Zhou Xuan. "You..."
But Zhou Xuan ignored her and went out to find paper and a pen.
Li Huihui dejectedly walked to the bed and sat down.
She wasn't wearing shoes, her fair, slender feet touching the floor.
The soft sensation sent a shiver through Li Huihui, and she couldn't help but softly moan.
Li Huihui reached out and touched her cheek, then slowly shed her tight black evening gown.
The beauty of her chest made Li Huihui's breathing quicken. She couldn't help but swallow.
However, when her gaze shifted to her fair thighs, Li Huihui couldn't help but swallow again.
Her hand inadvertently slid down to her buttocks, then along her skirt...
"Ah!"
Li Huihui's scream suddenly rang out, and she sat up abruptly from the bed.
Her bright eyes flickered with terror.
Li Huihui looked nervously in Zhou Xuan's direction.
It turned out Zhou Xuan had come in. As soon as he entered, that subtle, almost imperceptible aura was gone.
Zhou Xuan had a peculiar expression.
"Madam Qiu, what were you doing just now..."
How could Li Huihui possibly say that she was threatened by Qiu Wenlong and forced to capture Zhou Xuan?
Looking at Zhou Xuan's hazy, embarrassed expression, Li Huihui's heart tightened.
Perhaps she was truly drunk.