Chapter 30: Xie Yan can also attract bees and butterflies?
Xie Yan was not going to play any musical instrument, but to dance with a sword.
He took off his black cloak, and the silver-white brocade robe wrapped around his slender and upright figure. The corset outlined his narrow waist. He lightly tapped his toes and jumped directly onto the white jade platform.
The sharp sword in his hand exudes coldness, his clothes flutter like flowing snow, and his brocade robe rustles when he spins around. His elegant and unparalleled appearance contrasts with the cold sword energy, which is both sharp and eye-catching, making people unable to take their eyes off him.
The noble ladies watched intently, gathering together and whispering, "I only knew that His Highness Prince Xuan was gentle as jade, but I never thought his martial arts skills were so excellent!"
"Yes, today I not only heard Master Su's flute playing with my own ears, but I was also fortunate enough to see His Royal Highness Prince Xuan dance with a sword. This trip was truly worthwhile!"
"It's a pity that His Royal Highness Prince Xuan is not in good health, otherwise..."
Ruan Yunsheng couldn't help but linger on Xie Yan's slender waist for a few moments, then he pouted and looked away.
Five years have passed, and everything has changed!
The world is becoming more corrupt and people’s hearts are no longer as they used to be!
Even Xie Yan, who used to be as straight and stern as a piece of jade, has now learned how to attract bees and butterflies!
But who is he seducing?
Ruan Yunsheng looked at the noble ladies around him, and his gaze finally stopped on Yao Biwu.
Yao Biwu looked at Xie Yan without blinking, the tenderness in her eyes was so tender that it could drip water.
Ruan Yunsheng seemed to be lost in thought.
She remembered that day at the Liuxia Waterside Pavilion in the palace, Miss Yao was particularly concerned about Xie Yan's injured hand.
Could it be that Xie Yan was dancing with a sword on stage for Yao Biwu to see?
Yao Biwu has delicate eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and is indeed a beauty. It's a pity that such a beautiful girl has poor eyesight at such a young age and actually falls in love with Xie Yan, a little old-fashioned.
Marrying Xie Yan, is that finding a husband for yourself?
That's clearly looking for a teacher for yourself!
However, Yao Biwu's sister, Concubine Li, clearly stood on the side of Concubine Hui and Prince Duan.
If Yao Biwu really gets together with Xie Yan in the future, will Concubine Li turn against Xie Yan?
On the white jade stage, Xie Yan was multitasking, his peripheral vision always keeping an eye on Ruan Yunsheng.
Why is Shengsheng looking at other women instead of herself?
Xie Yan glanced at Yao Biwu unhappily, thinking to himself that this woman was not as pretty as him, why didn't Shengsheng look at him?
When Yao Biwu saw King Xuan looking at her, her cheeks turned red instantly.
Ruan Yunsheng picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and looked at the stage again.
Xie Yan's sick body, if he doesn't take good care of himself, he will go on stage in such a cold weather and show off, isn't he afraid of spraining his waist?
However, Xie Yan sprained his waist because of his own fault, what does it have to do with her?
Ruan Yunsheng withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at the stage.
Seeing Ruan Yunsheng looking away, Xie Yan paused for a moment, suppressed the disappointment in his eyes, and suddenly retracted his sword.
The guests in the seats burst into praise:
"Your Highness Prince Xuan's sword move is truly like a dragon entering the sea!"
"This isn't just a sword dance! It's a silver dragon breaking through the clouds and soaring into the sky!"
"In the past, I only heard that Your Highness was noble and dignified, but I never thought that Your Highness's swordsmanship would be so sharp and powerful. It is simply amazing!"
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Apart from Ruan Yunsheng, only Prince Duan and Ruan Yunbo disagreed with this.
Ruan Yunbo, needless to say, disliked everything about Xie Yan. Even if Xie Yan danced with his sword with great skill, he would still find something to find fault with.
Prince Duan regarded Xie Yan as his mortal enemy and wished to cut him into pieces and feed him to the dogs.
Just now, Xie Yan was dancing with a sword on the stage, and these noble ladies watched without blinking, which made him feel very dissatisfied.
What's so interesting about a sickly guy like Xie Yan dancing with a sword?
He will go on stage and show off his skills so that everyone can see what a real man is!
Thinking of this, Prince Duan waved his hand and ordered the guards: "Bring me my sword!"
Prince An was surprised and asked, "Second brother, are you going to dance with a sword too?"
Today is strange. Usually, King Xuan never attends banquets, and even if King Duan attends a banquet, he never participates in these activities.
Even Su Muyan, although his flute music was famous in Shengjing, rarely played it on such occasions.
Prince Duan smiled and said, "It's rare that I'm in the mood today."
He looked at Xie Yan who was walking towards his seat and said sarcastically, "Third brother, your body is still a little weak. You should focus on recuperating. I am better at sword dancing."
Although performing on stage is an elegant thing, someone of his status has always disdained to do such a thing.
But he was so angry that Xie Yan was so popular that he was ready to show off his skills and surpass Xie Yan!
Although his martial arts skills are not as good as Xie Yan's, sword dancing does not rely on internal strength. With his handsome looks, wouldn't he be able to outshine Xie Yan just by standing on the stage?
Prince An thought they were in a good mood today and said with a smile, "It's rare that my second brother is in a good mood. Please come in."
Prince Duan stood up with his chest puffed out and his head held high.
Just as he was about to take a step, he suddenly felt a pain in his stomach, and then, without any warning, he let out a loud and extremely smelly fart!
Prince An was closest to him and was the first to suffer. He wanted to cover his nose, but was afraid of embarrassing Prince Duan, so he could only hold his breath.
The guests sitting next to Prince Duan were all holding their breath and didn't even dare to laugh.
At this time, the guard brought the sword, "Your Majesty, your sword."
Prince Duan had just made a fool of himself, but fortunately no one said anything, so he planned to pretend nothing had happened and continue to dance with the sword on stage.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to take the sword, he couldn't help but let out a series of loud farts!
Now, even the guests sitting a little further away noticed it and turned their heads to look over.
Bai Ruowei's eyes flashed, and she lowered her gaze as if nothing had happened.
No matter how well-educated Prince An was, he couldn't help but ask, "Second brother, are you feeling unwell?"
Prince Duan held his stomach, his expression a bit painful. "This prince... is indeed feeling a little unwell. I'm going to change clothes first."
Prince An was afraid that Prince Duan would attack him with another fart, so he quickly said, "Go quickly, second brother!"
Prince Duan looked very ugly after making such a big fool of himself in public, but the strange feeling in his abdomen made him have no time to think about it, so he tucked his buttocks and ran out of the yard.
The guests around all breathed a sigh of relief.
After Xie Yan put away his sword, he returned to his seat. Mo Ying quickly put the cloak on the prince. Xie Yan suppressed his cough a few times.
Prince An was full of praise for Xie Yan's swordsmanship, but he looked embarrassed.
The prize for today's banquet has been decided on one person, but Su Muyan's flute music lingers in the air, and Xie Yan's sword dance is like a silver dragon breaking through the sea. The comparison between the two is like unpolished jade versus refined gold, and it is really hard to tell who is better.
Prince An looked around at the crowd and said, "The talents of the two people on stage just now were both astonishing. In your opinion, who should win the prize?"
Before he had even finished speaking, an argument broke out at the table.
"Of course it's His Royal Highness Prince Xuan! That sword dance was so powerful, he deserves first place!"
"That's wrong! Young Master Su's flute voice is ethereal and elegant, only such grace is worthy of the green-calyx plum blossom!"
"The sword is the king of all weapons. Who in Shengjing can match it when it wields it with such fierce grace?"
"The sound of the flute reveals the character of a scholar. The lingering sound of Master Su's song lingers in the air!"
The two sides each held their own views and argued fiercely.
Prince An shook his head and laughed, then looked at the princess: "What do you think, princess?"
"It's hard for me to tell who's better." Princess An smiled faintly and suddenly turned to look at Ruan Yunsheng beside her. "Does the princess have any ideas?"
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