Tianyun never expected that while he was enjoying the gossip, he would end up getting involved himself!
She thought she could get through the night peacefully.
Her brows furrowed, she put down the fruit and looked at the instigator, Huyan Hongxue.
His eyes held an unmistakable question—
Why did you harm me?
Hu Yanhongxue was captivated by the gentle light in her eyes!
He grinned foolishly, seemingly a little drunk, completely oblivious to the reproach on her face.
Shangguan Ming cupped his hands and forced out a word of refusal, "My daughter's dancing is crude, and I... I really dare not let her embarrass herself before the Emperor. I beg Your Majesty to have mercy and save... save some face for my daughter!"
Emperor Liang lowered his head and pondered. If the votes for Shangguan Ming's daughter were all rigged by him, her father, without the approval of the people, then Shangguan Ming's claim that the dance was crude might not be untrue!
What the Emperor of Liang could not tolerate most was losing face in front of the envoys from Siam!
Therefore, after a moment's thought, the emperor decided to let Shangguan Ming's daughter go up there without being careless.
Emperor Liang stroked his desk a few times, and suddenly remembered Mu Yaozhi, the Flower Fairy who had won the title for two consecutive years.
Her graceful dance moves are undeniable!
"If the young prince does not enjoy these ordinary songs and dances, then I shall have Mu Cheng's daughter dance for you?"
"No, this prince wants the top dancer to dance for me!"
Hu Yanhongxue gently set down her wine glass, but her tone was resolute and unyielding.
"This..." The Emperor of Liang hesitated.
Xiao Ziwu seemed to be surrounded by countless layers of frost and snow. He stood up, his tall figure firmly blocking the anxious Shangguan Ming behind him.
He lowered the corners of his lips, glanced indifferently at Huyan Hongxue who was acting like a shrew, and said coldly, "Ordinary songs and dances are also boring. If Father Emperor would be so kind as to watch, I would like to have a sword match with the little prince."
Tianyun loosened her tightly clenched lower lip, and her heart, which had been pounding, gradually calmed down.
"I think this is excellent!"
With a deathly pale face, Lin Ruhong finally spoke, uttering her first words of the day.
She was unaware of Xiao Ziwu's formidable martial arts skills, but she desperately hoped that Hu Yanhongxue could severely injure this good-for-nothing Xiao Ziwu!
Don't let her Yan'er lie alone on her sickbed, and let that good-for-nothing Xiao Ziwu take advantage of the situation and regain His Majesty's favor!
The courtiers below the court began whispering amongst themselves again.
"Isn't the Third Prince courting death?"
"The young prince of Siam is accomplished at a young age and has a high level of martial arts skills. The Third Prince's bold provocation is probably digging his own grave."
"How dare the Third Prince?!"
When the princes of two countries clash, the loser not only loses face, but also the dignity of their nation.
We can't be careless!
The Emperor of Liang did not know much about this son, but he could tell with his own eyes that Xiao Ziwu had been looked down upon for many years and had never taken the opportunity to rebel. He did not seem to have any martial arts skills!
The emperor finally realized his mistake and wanted to make amends to his son, but he couldn't bear to send him to be beaten.
She could only pretend not to hear, and gestured with her eyes for him to sit down first, then glanced displeasedly at Consort Lin who had spoken without permission.
That glance carried a warning, and Consort Lin instantly fell silent, as quiet as a chicken.
She simply couldn't bear His Majesty's cold treatment any longer.
Xiao Ziwu still insisted on his opinion: "Father! Your son dares to request that Your Majesty allow me to give it a try!"
Tianyun had saved Prince Qi's life once, and Prince Qi had meant well, wanting to give her a chance to shine in front of everyone. But now, seeing the strange look on her face, he knew that he had made a mess of things.
He twirled his prayer beads, rose gracefully, and said gently, “Why doesn’t Your Majesty grant the Third Prince’s request? A martial arts contest should be stopped when the point is reached, so as not to damage the harmony between our two countries. Since our lives are not in danger, and we can also enjoy a good watch, why not?”
Xiao Ziran had long been unable to hold back and wanted to help Miss Shangguan out of the predicament, but he forced himself to restrain himself because his father had not yet expressed his opinion.
Now he stood up abruptly, saying, "I also think it's time to try something new and interesting to celebrate the New Year."
既然萧子勿这个情敌，选择用挨揍的方式来替上官姑娘解围，那他自然乐见其成！
It would be best if Hu Yanhongxue could slap him in the face. Xiao Ziwu's pretty face is the biggest stumbling block on his way to winning his wife!
"Hmph~ Very well, this prince will play along to the end!"
Hu Yanhongxue let out a cryptic sneer, "This time I won't hold back. Whoever wins, she'll be mine."
After saying this, his drunkenness subsided considerably.
He smashed the wine glass and drew his sword from Heming's waist.
Kazuna's face turned green after his sword was forcibly taken away!
He knew Xiao Ziwu's fighting prowess very well; the only one who could get beaten up was his own little prince. But this was in front of the Emperor of Liang, and the little prince had agreed to the contest himself. As a mere guard, he had no right to speak!
Mu Yao raised her eyelids indifferently and sighed softly, "She really is a femme fatale."
However, beautiful women have always had tragic fates...
She lightly brushed her gaze away from Shangguan Tianyun, her eyes seemingly hiding both contempt and pity.
Xiao Ziwu's dark eyes were brewing an endless storm. He glanced deeply at the woman by the door and said, "Win or lose, she will never be yours."
The courtiers couldn't understand the riddles the two were exchanging; they only knew that the two princes of noble birth were going to have a swordsmanship contest!
If they lose, the Liang dynasty will lose face; if they win...
...There's little hope of winning!
This is a contest whose outcome was already known before it even began!
Xiao Ziwu drew his sword and went out first, saying, "It's not possible to use my skills inside the hall."
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