As the music played, Yun Yuan moved and raised her wrists, and the snow-white silk swayed like rippling water, graceful and beautiful. Sometimes she raised her sleeves to cover her face, sometimes she spun and jumped, sometimes she looked back and smiled, she tossed her sleeves, raised her sleeves, put her sleeves on, hung her sleeves, and flew her sleeves. Every move was pleasing to the eye, and every action was done just right.
An Mengru's performance was only mediocre. She lacked strength and could not dance with majestic momentum, but at least she kept up with the rhythm and did not make any mistakes.
The music became increasingly urgent, and towards the climax, Yun Yuan's body spun, her sleeves fluttering, like a blooming lotus, which was extremely beautiful.
Amid the cheers of the crowd, An Mengru panicked and made a mistake. The sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and she froze in place for a moment.
The musician's hands did not stop moving. An Mengru gritted her teeth, picked up the sword and continued to complete the rest of the movements, but she was obviously absent-minded and could not connect with several movements. Compared with Yun Yuan's graceful and light dance, she looked a little unsightly.
After the dance, Yun Yuan received praise from everyone including Wusun and Dayuan.
"One dance that can conquer the whole city, this is one dance that can conquer the whole city!"
"I didn't expect that Princess Jiayue not only dances the Loulan dance, but also dances the Daxia dance so well."
"We Wusun will also dance!"
The atmosphere was at an all-time high.
An Mengru returned to her seat dejectedly. Seeing that Yun Yuan had received another reward from the emperor, her teeth almost broke.
She looked at Xia Yanjin, who was looking at Yun Yuan with undisguised admiration in his eyes.
Chu Mu, who originally had a good impression of her, was now also staring in the direction of Yun Yuan.
It seemed that in an instant, everyone disliked her.
"Brother..." An Mengru sought comfort from An Jingyun aggrievedly, but this time, her brother who always loved her did not respond to her immediately.
"elder brother!"
"What's wrong, Xiaoru?" An Jingyun came back to his senses.
Seeing that An Mengru looked unhappy, An Jingyun comforted her.
"The pace was too fast. It's normal to make mistakes. Look, His Majesty didn't blame you, and no one laughed at you. You're already very good for having the courage to stand on the stage."
An Mengru thought gloomily, everyone didn't laugh at her, but they praised Princess Jiayue. They danced on the same stage, but one got a reward and the other didn't. How could she deal with this?
She had a premonition that after today, the news of her mistake in dancing would spread throughout Shengjing, and the news of Princess Jiayue's stunning dance would also spread. Princess Jiayue would step on her to become famous, and everyone would think that she could not compare to Princess Jiayue.
Moreover, Xia Yanjin was also attracted to Princess Jiayue, which was what she could not tolerate the most.
After An Jingyun comforted An Mengru for a few words, he turned his attention back to Princess Jiayue. An Mengru curled her lips upwards unhappily -∩-, and turned around to ask the tall personal maid behind her.
"Brother Su Ye, do you also think that I can't beat Jia Yue?"
Ever since Su Ye found out that it was Princess Jiayue who smashed his shop, he thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out how he had offended her. If she was really arrogant and domineering, it would be fine, but she wasn't, which made him doubt his life.
At this moment, he looked at An Mengru with a tender gaze and said, "There are many people who can dance well, but few can write poems as good as you. You don't have to take it to heart. How could Jiayue possibly compare to you?"
An Mengru felt less depressed and smiled: "Thank you, Brother Su Ye. My poem is just average."
Su Ye looked at her lovingly, and when he thought of the night when Jiayue killed six people in a row, his heart sank. Jiayue was not a simple weak woman, and Mengru would probably suffer a loss if she faced her. It was better to resolve the issue as soon as possible.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Xia Zhiye was busy negotiating with the envoys. There were many border issues that needed to be discussed.
Yun Yuan still stayed in the inn. Because she had given the Loulan people two rewards and made them proud, they were all polite to her. Even Lord Wen's attitude towards her had changed a lot.
According to the plot, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor would specially hold a banquet for the original owner to select a man for marriage. The original owner didn't know who to choose. Xia Yanjin was a relative of the royal family and was the most suitable person for marriage. However, Xia Yanjin refused, so the emperor married her to Gu Xiao.
But this time, there was no banquet.
On the third day, competitions among countries began.
Xia Zhiye set up a high platform in the most lively place in the capital. When Yun Yuan arrived, the platform was already crowded with people. People gathered around and talked excitedly. There was also a gambling table next to it, betting on which country would successfully marry the princess.
Xia Zhiye sat lazily on the high chair, with a group of ministers and noble ladies sitting next to him. Chu Mu was also there. With Xia Zhiye's order, the competition officially began.
The first level is Qin, and the host is An Jingyun.
An Jingyun is good at playing the qin and flute. He first played a piece on the qin, and then announced the rules. Whoever could play the song according to the score would pass. There were three chances in total.
The four countries looked at each other in confusion.
The music played by An Jingyun is not complicated, but not simple either.
The Xiongnu were good at playing the Hujia, Konghou, and Hudi, but none of the envoys to the Xia Dynasty knew how to play the Guqin.
The people of Dayuan were very far away from Daxia and did not know how to play the qin.
However, the Wusun people know how to use the yangqin, and Lord Wen knows how to use the horse-head fiddle.
In the tense atmosphere, Prince Wusun stood up and said, "I'm willing to give it a try."
An Jingyun made a gesture of invitation. The Wusun prince tried the tone and failed on the first try. The crowd booed, as if they were laughing at his arrogance.
Princess Wen Xin clenched her hands nervously. Among the four countries, she was most interested in Wusun. The Xiongnu were arrogant, and the prince of Dayuan was two generations older than her. Loulan was full of wind and sand, the king had many sons, and the royal family was in chaos. It was not within her consideration at all.
An Mengru sat next to Princess Wen Xin and blinked, "Why don't I go down and teach the King of Wusun how to play the qin?"
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