Thinking of this, he sighed deeply, and his heart suddenly felt blocked. He had no intention of looking at Yu Qiaoqiao who was dancing like a butterfly.

Yu Qiaoqiao's dancing stunned everyone. She glanced at Leng Yu from time to time, but found that he was not looking at her at all. His handsome eyes seemed to be attached to Luo Lan.

She bit her red lips and quickened her dance steps until the song ended and the cheers of the crowd were heard. Leng Yu clapped his hands symbolically. Only he knew that, except for his Lan'er, he disdained to see others showing off in front of him. Perhaps this idea was a little selfish, but it was what he thought in his heart.

Luo Lan smiled gently at Yu Qiaoqiao. Her dance was really beautiful, the kind of soft and boneless beauty that made people fall in love with her.

But Prince Yu just ignored it. Yu Qiaoqiao stood in front of the emperor and bowed. The emperor nodded and praised her.

"Qiaoqiao's dancing skills are getting better and better. Come on, there's a reward."

Yu Qiaoqiao naturally smiled gently to receive the emperor's praise. Yu Shiming, who was sitting at the table, also had a big smile on his face. His daughter was his pride.

After Yu Qiaoqiao left, several young ladies from official families came up, followed by the dancers brought by various foreign kings who began to perform. The scene was very lively for a while, but Luo Lan was secretly looking forward to the end of this long annual banquet as soon as possible. She really wanted to go back and have a good rest.

Just as the group of dancers retreated, Wu Hong's eyes flashed with a sinister look, and then he narrowed his eyes and said:

"Since today is the annual banquet, Princess Yu can't just sit there and do nothing. Seeing you were so engrossed in it just now, I'm sure the rumors are true. Why don't you let us see Princess Yu's graceful dance moves?"