From cannon fodder villain to beloved heroine

The thick, rouge-scented fragrance almost solidified, causing Yan Ruyu to furrow her brows slightly.

The geisha house, named "Drunken Spring Breeze," was ornately decorated and extremely luxurious, yet it exuded an indescribable sense of oppression.

She used the pseudonym "Yu Yan," and her simple, elegant turquoise dress accentuated her snow-white skin and gave her a cool and aloof demeanor, making her stand out from the heavily made-up women around her.

"Oh, is this the newcomer?" A woman with bright red lipstick and a bright red dress swayed over, looking Yan Ruyu up and down with undisguised hostility in her eyes.

This is the red card of Drunken Spring Breeze, Red Plum.

The geishas behind her also covered their mouths and chuckled softly, their eyes filled with curiosity and scrutiny.

"Yu Yan greets all the elder sisters." Yan Ruyu nodded slightly, her tone neither humble nor arrogant.

She knew that in this place, showing weakness would only invite more bullying.

A woman dressed elegantly, still possessing a certain charm, walked over, fanning herself with a round fan. Her sharp eyes swept over Yan Ruyu. "You're Yuyan? You're quite pretty, but I wonder if you have any real skills." This was none other than Mama Hua, the proprietress of Zui Chunfeng.

"Mother Hua, you flatter me. I am new here and would appreciate your guidance." Yan Ruyu said calmly, but inwardly she was wary of Mother Hua's behavior.

Mama Hua chuckled softly. "Hongmei, take her downstairs to familiarize her with the rules, and teach her how to serve guests."

Her tone carried a subtle hint of sarcasm.

Hongmei smirked coldly, "Don't worry, Mom, I will definitely 'teach' her properly."

Yan Ruyu was taken to the backyard, where the mountain of clutter made her frown.

Sweep the yard, do laundry, cook...

These rough and heavy jobs had all become her responsibility.

"Oh, these little hands are so delicate and tender, can they even do this kind of rough work?" Hongmei said sarcastically, arms crossed.

The surrounding geishas also chuckled.

Yan Ruyu ignored their mockery, merely glancing indifferently at the clutter in front of her. "Of course, I must do what Mother Hua instructed."

Hongmei sneered, "You've got quite the nerve. Let me tell you, you can't survive here just by talking. If you don't learn the manners and can't serve the guests well, you'll have your day."

"Then Sister Hongmei must teach me well, lest I embarrass Zui Chunfeng in the future." Yan Ruyu raised her eyes.

"Ha, sharp tongue!" Hongmei was taken aback by her retort, and her face immediately turned ugly. "I'd like to see how long you can keep up this stubbornness!" She threw a thick stack of booklets in front of Yan Ruyu. "These are the rules of Zui Chunfeng. You must memorize them all within three days! Also, for tomorrow's banquet, you must learn to play 'Spring River Flower Moon Night'!"

Yan Ruyu picked up the booklet and casually flipped through a few pages. It was filled with all sorts of rules, which were so complicated and tedious that they made one's head spin.

“Three days? That’s too much…” Little Green whispered a reminder from the side, “Miss Yuyan…it’s impossible to memorize all of this in three days…”

Hongmei scoffed, "Impossible? Then don't eat!"

Yan Ruyu's lips curled slightly, revealing a meaningful smile. "Three days... is that so?"

Yan Ruyu casually flipped through the booklet in her hand, a confident smile curving her lips.

Intoxicated by the spring breeze?

Nothing more.

She activated the system's learning assistance function and read ten lines at a glance. The tedious rules were as clear as black and white on paper in her eyes and were quickly imprinted in her mind.

In less than half a day, she had memorized the thick booklet perfectly.

"This...how is this possible..." Xiao Lü stared in disbelief, nearly dropping her teacup.

She originally thought that this new girl, Yu Yan, was just putting on a brave front, but she didn't expect her to be so capable!

As the sun sets, in the practice room of Zui Chunfeng, Yan Ruyu stands gracefully, every smile and gesture exuding charm, perfectly embodying the essence of a geisha.

Every movement was fluid, natural, and perfectly timed, as if she were born for this stage.

Little Green watched from the side, her eyes wide with admiration and envy.

The other geishas cast envious glances their way, for they had never seen anyone master the skills of a geisha so quickly.

Hongmei stood in the corner, her face ashen.

She originally wanted to see Yan Ruyu make a fool of herself, but unexpectedly she was slapped in the face instead.

She bit her lip.

"Oh, Yu Yan, you danced quite well!" Hong Mei stepped forward, her tone sarcastic. "However, your figure is still a bit lacking, not supple enough, not charming enough." As she spoke, she deliberately knocked over the teacup in her hand, splashing the scalding tea onto Yan Ruyu's skirt.

Yan Ruyu reacted quickly, dodging the tea splashes onto the screen behind her, creating a few water droplets.

"Sister Hongmei, what are you doing?" she asked calmly, but her eyes were as cold as frost.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, my hand slipped." Hongmei covered her mouth and chuckled, but her eyes were full of smugness.

The surrounding geishas covered their mouths and snickered, waiting to see Yan Ruyu make a fool of herself.

Yan Ruyu ignored Hongmei's provocation and just smiled faintly, "Sister Hongmei, you should be careful. If this scalding hot tea is spilled on you, you will get burned."

As she spoke, she lifted her skirt slightly, revealing her fair ankles, and twirled gently around. The skirt resembled a blooming lotus flower, elegant and graceful.

"Sister Hongmei, what do you think of my figure?"

Hongmei's face stiffened. She hadn't expected Yan Ruyu to not only evade her trap but also turn the tables on her.

The geishas around her also changed their expressions, and their eyes looked at Yan Ruyu with more fear.

"Hmph, it's just a trivial skill, nothing to be proud of." Hongmei snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Yan Ruyu watched Hongmei's departing figure, a meaningful smile appearing on her lips.

"A mere trick?" she chuckled. "Then Sister Hongmei, you'd better watch out..."

Yan Ruyu chuckled softly, her eyes radiating confidence.

Hongmei's tricks were nothing more than children playing house in her eyes.

She patted off non-existent dust from her skirt, as if the tea hadn't splashed on her at all, exuding elegance and composure in every gesture.

Hongmei was furious, but there was nothing she could do.

She had intended to embarrass Yan Ruyu, but unexpectedly, it highlighted Yan Ruyu's elegance and grace.

She glared fiercely at Yan Ruyu, then turned and left, her back looking somewhat disheveled.

Xiao Lü looked at Yan Ruyu with admiration, her eyes filled with excitement.

She never expected that the new girl, Yu Yan, was not only exceptionally talented but also so witty and brave. She was truly amazing!

That night, Yan Ruyu practiced alone in the practice room. She incorporated the action of splashing tea with red plum blossoms into her dance, turning awkwardness into amazement. Her dance moves became more graceful and agile, full of tenderness and power.

This scene was witnessed by Mother Flower, who happened to be on patrol.

Outside the back door of Drunken Spring Breeze, a tall figure was hidden in the darkness, his gaze fixed on the graceful figure dancing inside the practice room.

The male protagonist's eyes were full of tenderness and worry. He longed to rush in and embrace his Yu'er, but he knew he couldn't.

He could only silently protect her and appear when she needed him.

Yan Ruyu seemed to sense his gaze, her dance became even more graceful, and a sweet smile appeared on her lips.

She knew that her brother Xu was outside protecting her, which filled her with strength.

However, at that moment, a dark shadow flashed by. The man in black who had been observing from the shadows for a long time, the mysterious messenger, Yu Yan, seemed to be acting a little strange...

He quietly approached the practice room, wanting to hear more clearly.

The male protagonist also noticed the appearance of the mysterious messenger, and his eyes immediately turned sharp.

He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his heart filled with vigilance.

Suddenly, Yan Ruyu's dance came to an abrupt halt. She turned to look out the window, her gaze piercing.

"Who is there?"