Yin Shaoqiu stroked his chin and said with a flippant expression, "I've certainly grown tired of the songs and dances of Jin after watching them for so many years. I wonder just how amazing your country's third princess's dancing is? Can she compare to Qingyan from our Jin?"
Qingyan and Qingyan—these two names are strikingly similar, but their identities are worlds apart. Lu Qingyan is a princess of the Lu Kingdom, of noble birth, while Qingyan is a well-known courtesan in the Jin Kingdom.
By comparing these two people, Yin Shaoqiu was clearly humiliating Lu Qingyan and also the Lu Kingdom.
Lu Qingyan covered her mouth and chuckled: "I only know that there is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts, but I don't know how to choreograph this dance. Does Lord Yin know how to compare them? It's like a sparrow and a phoenix in the sky. Although they both have wings, I've never heard anyone say that a sparrow is an auspicious omen."
Yin Shaoqiu clapped his hands and laughed, "The Third Princess is quite eloquent. It seems that even if she comes to my Jin Kingdom alone, she won't be bored."
Lu Qinglin said, "Lord Yin, the Third Princess is a princess of the Lu Kingdom, so her dowry will naturally not be meager. It is only right that she has a hundred or eighty servants by her side. Lord Yin cannot refuse."
Watching their verbal sparring, Lu Qingyan silently retreated to change her clothes.
Yin Shaoqiu snorted coldly: "Your Majesty, in your Lu Kingdom, the number of people accompanying the princess should not be small. But the Third Princess is going to Jin Kingdom with us. If some people of unknown origin are mixed in among the people she brings, then it will be terrible. There will be no point in me coming here."
Yin Shaoqiu shook his head repeatedly, clearly dissatisfied with Lu Qinglin's arrangement.
"Oh, I wonder what brilliant idea Lord Yin has?" Before Lu Qinglin could speak, Chen Chen, sitting below him, asked, and anyone could hear the anger hidden in his words.
Yin Shaoqiu chuckled and said, "Lord Shen, I don't have any brilliant ideas. I just want to tell the Emperor of Lu that Jin does not want too many people to be sent over from here. If these people stab us in the back, then no one will be able to save Lu. We in Jin do not want you to do something as presumptuous as trying to stop a chariot with your bare hands."
With a dark expression, he said, "The people of Lu have always been upright and honest; they would never do such a thing."
Yin Shaoqiu nodded in satisfaction: "It seems that the people of Lu are all smart; they can all recognize reality."
Chen Chen sneered inwardly: So what if Jin has temporarily surpassed Lu? Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war; winning once doesn't guarantee victory forever. Jin only knows the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the Shen family's true strength.
When Lu Qingyan came over after changing her clothes, no one said anything more, and all eyes were on her.
A long pink dress trailed on the ground, its lotus-leaf-like hem fading from pink to white at the edges. A lotus-shaped hair ornament adorned her brow, and a golden butterfly hairpin held a lock of her dark hair high up. The rest of her hair flowed smoothly down her back.
Yin Shaoqiu raised an eyebrow and praised, "The Third Princess looks even more beautiful now than before."
Lu Qingyan bent down slightly, turned around, flicked her sleeves, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and smiled back.
On this stage, Lu Qingyan spun continuously, sometimes leaping and sometimes leaning forward. With a flick of her sleeve, the sleeve became extremely long, almost touching the cheek of the guest next to her.
When they tried to reach out and touch it, they discovered that it was just their illusion.
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