Candidate number 51, a Yao woman, was talking to He Banjian. "He Banjian? That's an interesting name. Which family are you from?"
"What do you mean, which company?" He Banjian asked, confused.
"It's the person behind you, your backer!" Why play dumb with her? Everyone who survives to the end has a powerful backer!
"Don't want to talk? Are you afraid of me? In that case, I'll introduce myself first! My name is Zhao Danyang, and the Vice Minister of Works is my uncle." She raised an eyebrow, her meaning clear: Your turn!
He Banjian didn't know how to respond, or what she should say. She really didn't have any powerful backers! She was also very shocked to have gotten to this point!
"Actually, I am an ordinary woman from a rural village. The village chief said that if I was elected, he would give my family a bag of rice, so I came here."
"Are you kidding me?" Zhao Danyang didn't believe it at all.
"I'm serious." He Banjian wiped his sweat. Why is it so hot today!
No matter how she explained, Zhao Danyang didn't believe her, his face clearly saying, "You're just talking nonsense, I don't believe you, you liar."
Finally, number 50 stepped down, and it was Zhao Danyang's turn. She swayed her waist, raised her head, and strode onto the stage.
Her performance involved standing on two wheels with a bowl balanced on her head, while also twirling a red handkerchief in her hands.
To the audience below: ?
What half-sight:?
Is this how a goddess descends from heaven? Performing acrobatics, perhaps?
Li Mingke and his group in the audience were also shocked. Even Chen Zifeng, who usually doesn't show much emotion, spat out a mouthful of tea.
Li Mingke was dumbfounded. "Someone like this can be selected?"
"Maybe she has a powerful background. While others are here to compete and show off, she's here to have fun. I have to say, her balance is amazing; she can even do somersaults on wheels!" Wang Jingyuan gave a thumbs up.
Zhao Danyang's performance had such a huge impact on people that their expectations for No. 52 were extremely high.
"Next up, please welcome number 52!" Hearing the announcement, He Banjian took a deep breath. Once her performance was over, everything would be different.
Before anyone could be seen, accompanied by music, plum blossom petals fluttered down, like a snowfall of flowers from the sky.
Suddenly, the sound of a zither burst forth, and a slender white figure flew out from among the petals, dancing gracefully like a snow sprite.
The moment the music started, Demon Lord Luan Hua's eyes widened immediately.
This is a piece he often played to accompany Hanjian!
He immediately looked up at the stage. Petals brushed against the woman's eyebrows and eyes. That face, that face, it was—
Halfway there!
He jumped up from his chair.
The woman on stage was dancing just like the dance Lin Banjian had danced for him many years ago. The snow was vast and boundless, and there were only the two of them in the world. He played the zither for her, and she danced for him.
When the Fifth Princess Wu Xidi saw Demon Lord Luan Hua's out-of-control state, the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.
A moment later, a palace maid bowed and walked up to Demon Lord Luan Hua, whispering, "My lord, the Fifth Princess said that if you take a fancy to someone, just tell her her name, and she will make that person a Yao Maiden."
Demon Lord Luan Hua looked in the direction of the Fifth Princess, who was talking to the person next to her, seemingly very satisfied with the performance on stage.
"Very well," Demon Lord Luan Hua said to the palace servants, "Tell your Highness that I will grant her wish."
The palace maid was overjoyed. "This servant will go and inform His Highness immediately!"
The plum blossoms captivated Li Mingke; she was completely mesmerized.
"Cousin, cousin!" Wang Jingyuan nudged her. He saw his cousin with his mouth wide open, his eyes glued to the woman on stage, drool practically dripping down his face.
"Ugh... Hmm?" Li Mingke seemed to wake up from a dream. "What's wrong, Jingyuan?" You're really strong, my shoulder hurts!
Wang Jingyuan moved closer to her, "Cousin, have you taken a fancy to that woman?"
"Probably...yes?" She felt that the woman's dance was so beautiful that it seemed to touch her heart. The music that accompanied it was also the first time she had heard it, yet it felt so familiar that she had heard it many times before.
“Since that woman has caught my cousin’s eye, let’s elect her as the Yao Girl!” Wang Jingyuan said a few words to the person who had been standing behind them. The person immediately nodded and quickly left.
“Number 52 is indeed quite good.” Even though Ma Gege was not knowledgeable in music, she found it pleasing to the eye, and Chen Zifeng nodded in agreement.
After everyone finished performing, during the vote counting, Li Mingke secretly slipped backstage.
He Banjian was tidying her clothes when she looked up and saw Li Mingke.
"My benefactor!" She hurried to greet him. "Why are you backstage, my benefactor? Are you looking for me?"
"That's right, sister, you danced so well!" Li Mingke praised without reservation. The closer she got, the more she felt that He Banjian's face was beautiful, every feature was just right, and with her figure, she really felt that she was a fairy descended from heaven.
"Sister will definitely be selected as a Yao girl; everyone will be captivated by her!"
"Thank you for your kind words, my benefactor!"
As the two were talking, a plain-looking man walked up to He Banjian, bowed his head and said, "Miss He, my master invites you."
He Banjian was puzzled. "Who is your father?"
"You'll see when you get there," the man said, without explicitly stating it.
"I'll go with you." Li Mingke was afraid that someone might harm He Banjian, so she wanted to go with him.
"Young master, please wait a moment." The man stopped Li Mingke.
"But……"
"It's alright, benefactor, nothing will happen. I'll be back in a bit." He Banjian followed the man away.
He Banjian was led to a quiet place.
"Your Highness, the person has been brought."
Your Highness?
He Banjian was slightly surprised.
The Fifth Princess slowly turned around. "You are He Banjian?"
“My name is indeed He Banjian.” He Banjian was about to kneel down when she was pulled up.
"I wouldn't dare make you kneel." The Fifth Princess clapped her hands and turned her head to say, "The person you requested has arrived."
A man in black robes stepped out; it was none other than the Demon Lord Luan Hua.
The Fifth Princess smiled and asked, "Is this the person you're looking for?"
Demon Lord Luan Hua stood in front of He Banjian, his eyes fixed intently on her.
A gulp escaped her throat; this was the first time she had ever been so close to the Demon Lord! Before, she could only watch from afar…
The Demon Lord's figure was so tall, so handsome, his scent so pleasant, and he was so affectionate...
“Half-seen…” the man began slowly.
"Yes...yes...I am..." she was becoming incoherent.
His large hand caressed her face, gently stroking every inch, causing her eyelashes to tremble slightly.
A female voice interrupted the intimate moment, "Is the Demon Lord satisfied?"
The man withdrew his hand. "Of course, I must thank Your Highness."
"What I was talking about?"
"You'll be satisfied."
"Then thank you very much, sir."
When He Banjian returned backstage, he still found it unbelievable.
She had actually gotten so close to the Demon Lord! Just thinking about what had just happened filled her with excitement.
"Next, we announce this year's Blessing Yao Maiden, who is—number 52, He Banjian!"
Countless cheers erupted, while countless people were utterly astonished.
The Fifth Princess looked at her angry elder brother and sister and the ministers with different expressions, calmly raised her teacup, and suppressed the smile on her lips.
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