Chapter Twelve Adding Oil and Vinegar
An eighth prince with no achievements and a stupid princess, in Lin Wan's opinion, there is nothing worth paying attention to.
After a while, as a burst of silk and bamboo music played leisurely, Chu Wanxiang was wearing a red dress and swinging back and forth on the plum blossoms.
The slender and beautiful figure flipped in the air, drawing a beautiful arc. The dance was light and elegant, like a swimming dragon, stunning everyone from all directions.
Plum blossoms are flying and circling in the sky, embellishing this stunning scenery with dazzling brilliance.
Accompanied by a high-pitched song, Chu Wanxiang opened his arms and landed lightly, as if he was a man descending from the sky, descending from the earth, so bright and beautiful.
Everyone present was shocked by Chu Wanxiang's amazing dance.
Such refined and graceful dance postures are rare in the world. It can be said to be a dancing world.
After the dance ended, people were still immersed in the graceful dance and could not recover for a long time.
Xiao Zhan claims to have seen countless stunts, but this is the first time he has seen such a heart-rending dance...
Looking into Chu Wanxiang's eyes, he was a little surprised.
Apparently not long ago, she was an infatuated proton chasing Junli, unable to get into his eyes.
However, in just over ten days, the brilliance he saw from her was enough to illuminate the world.
Chu Wanxiang, what kind of woman are you?
Which one is the real you, past or present?
It was not only Chu Mohan who was surprised by Chu Wanxiang, but also Li Jun.
He stared at the beautiful woman in front of him in disbelief, as if he was seeing her for the first time.
With every frown and smile she made, her heartbeat gradually accelerated. This was a feeling that his heartbeat had never felt when facing Chu Wanxiang.
This woman has obviously been by his side all along, why did he only see the brilliance of her body today?
When Xiao Min, who was opposite, saw Jun Li staring intently at Chu Wanxiang, the fire of jealousy swept through her heart like a ferocious wave.
She asked Jiang Qiyun to invite Chu Wanxiang to add insult to injury in public to humiliate her. Who would have thought that this woman would be admired by everyone like she is now.
"Useless things."
She glanced at Jiang Qiyun viciously, gritted her teeth, and spit out five words.
Jiang Qiyun did not expect that Chu Wanxiang would be in such a humiliating and embarrassing situation. After hearing Xiao Min's curse, Jiang Qiyun's heart sank, and her hatred for Chu Wanxiang deepened. She gritted her teeth
Staring at her as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.
"When Minghuang dances today, it will be the most powerful dance in the world."
At this time, a deep male voice came from the corridor. Upon hearing this, everyone immediately came to their senses, stood up quickly, and bowed to the guests.
"Kowtow to the emperor."
The people coming are Beiling Huang and Chu Yan.
"Haha, get up."
Chu Yan smiled in a low voice and walked towards Lin Wan while raising his hand to signal everyone to stand up.
"I heard from the Queen today that Wan'er organized the Plum Blossom Banquet herself and it has nothing to do with me. It happened that the Queen was ill and couldn't come, so I went to see it for her. I didn't expect to see the rumored Wu Zhemei. It was really a worthwhile trip.
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Chu Yan pulled Lin Wan to sit on a high seat and looked at Chu Wanxiang standing in the hall with an ambiguous expression in his eyes.
Chu Mohan noticed his expression and immediately frowned.
As his father, he likes beautiful women and passion the most. After seeing Ming Huang Zhemei's dance today, I wonder if he has any other ideas.
"Plum Blossom Dance. Your Majesty said that Emperor Ming just danced the long-lost Zhejiang Mei dance."
Lin Wan raised her head and looked at Chu Yan in surprise.
"Yes." Chu Yan was very satisfied with Lin Wan's reaction, stroked her blue hair and nodded.
"This Zhejiang American dance was created by the world-famous talented girl Gu. I only saw it once when I was young. Since then, it has never appeared in the world again. At first, I regretted that I might never see it again in this life.
I saw such an amazing dance, but I didn’t expect it. Today, through Wan’er’s plum blossom banquet, I can see Jing Hong again, and I feel very happy.”
Hearing these words, Chu Wanxiang's heart was pounding. How could this silly gentleman have the nerve to mention the talented daughter of the Gu family?
If it weren't for the fact that she still had concerns about the world and her hatred was still there, she would rush forward and die with this fatuous tyrant regardless of the cost.
"Minghuang's dance skills are superb, and she expresses her ugliness in a small way. I am very grateful that the emperor did not despise it."
Chu Wanxiang suppressed the hatred in his heart and forced himself to face the enemy who killed his parents calmly.
Raise your hands above your head and bow your head in worship. The etiquette is impeccable.
The sleeves slid gently on her raised arms, revealing several horrific blood stains.
"Minghuang, what's the matter with the injury on your hand?"
With Lin Wan's sharp gaze, she saw the dazzling scar and asked Chu Wanxiang a question in public.
Seeing this scene, Chu Yan's face suddenly sank. The temperature above the banquet hall instantly dropped to freezing point.
"Minghuang, where did these injuries come from?"
Chu Yan's voice was extremely cold, like the cold wind in February, cutting everyone's heart.
Everyone focused their attention on Chu Wanxiang's arm.
The snow-white skin was originally milky white, but now there are blood stains everywhere.
Looks shocking.
Chu Mohan's eyes flashed with an unnoticed fluctuation.
"Fourth brother, this looks like a whip wound. It looks very new."
Xiaoyun likes weapons very much and has done a lot of research on wounds. He can tell at a glance that the wounds were caused by riding whips.
Hearing that it was a whip injury, Chu Mohan immediately turned his attention to Chu Min.
There was an indifference in his eyes that he didn't even know he had.
Under everyone's gaze, Chu Wanxiang hurriedly pulled off his sleeves to cover the wound.
From time to time, she glanced at Chen Xin'er beside her from the corner of her eyes, and a trace of uneasiness flashed across her face.
From other people's perspective, it was Chu Wanxiang who was wronged, but couldn't bear to say it out loud, and the uneasy look in her eyes when she looked at Chen Xin showed who was the one who did what to her.
Chu Yan's sharp eyes immediately turned to Chen Xin'er, who had not yet figured out the situation.
"Princess Anguo. Are you guilty?"
His Majesty's question seemed to reach its peak, and Jiang Qiyun was instantly at a loss.
He hurriedly came out of the team, knelt on the ground, and hurriedly defended himself: "Your Majesty, An Guo is panicking. I don't know what crime An Guo has committed."
"What crime? Let me ask you, did you do the injuries on Minghuang's body?"
Chu Yan shouted angrily. Soon, General Zhenbeihou led his army back to the capital. If he knew that Chu Wanxiang had suffered such injustice, how would he explain it?
Chapter completed!