"Your Majesty~" Ling Xue'er looked at Emperor Jin with teary eyes, she really didn't want to dance in front of anyone anymore. But could she not say no now? What a joke, the Emperor had spoken, did she have any room to refuse? Did he not want to live anymore?
Ling Xue'er glanced at Lu Qingyan, and seeing that she wouldn't budge, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and agree: "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will give the princess some proper guidance."
The Emperor smiled without speaking, seemingly quite satisfied with Ling Xue'er's final choice.
Since it was a dance competition, the two of them danced together. However, Ling Xue'er changed into a light blue flowing sleeve dance dress, while Lu Qingyan changed into a light blue wide-sleeved dance dress.
Ling Xue'er hadn't danced in public for many years, and doing it now filled her with a strange sense of shame. Back then, she had nothing, yet she gained the favor of many through her tenacity. However, not everyone was willing to share their experiences of hardship.
Lu Qingyan didn't think much of it; she was easygoing. It was just a dance, after all. With the Imperial Noble Consort of Jin accompanying her, it wasn't too embarrassing.
Those watching below were also in a daze. Consort Xue was clearly more beautiful than the princess, but for some reason, their gazes were always more drawn to the princess.
Lu Qingyan smiled slightly, her wide sleeves fluttering as a lotus fragrance filled the air. Agate brought out a silver plate, and Lu Qingyan lightly leaped onto it, spinning gracefully. A glimpse of Sikong Ye's faint smile startled her so much that she almost fell off the plate.
This...this Sikong Ye must have taken the wrong medicine.
Of course, Sikong Ye wasn't acting strangely. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but whenever he saw that woman, he would feel a strange excitement and satisfaction. These emotions controlled him, causing him to unconsciously make those vivid facial expressions.
He knew that his behavior was wrong, and he secretly wondered if Lu Qingyan had cast some kind of spell on him.
Thinking of this, his eyes narrowed slightly.
After Lu Qingyan finished dancing, she saw everyone staring at her intently, their eyes shining with admiration.
Emperor Jin smiled, his gaze falling on Sima Yi: "Originally, I thought that my eleventh brother was not young anymore and should have someone by his side, so I planned to bestow the princess upon you in marriage. However—"
Emperor Jin sighed, "I truly did not expect my cousin Xing to suffer such severe injuries, almost not surviving. Therefore, I intend to send the Third Princess to take care of him. I wonder if the Third Princess would be willing?"
Lu Qingyan smiled bitterly. At this point, what right did she have to refuse?
She smiled slightly, looking very happy as if her wish had been fulfilled: "I will follow the Emperor's arrangements!"
Ling Xue'er stared in disbelief at the scene. She still couldn't believe it. She had clearly received news that the Emperor was going to marry Lu Qingyan to Sima Yi, but in the end it turned out to be Sima Xing. This joke was too much.
Then what about my provocation just now? Was I used as a pawn by His Majesty?
Ling Xue'er felt a raging fire burning within her, yet she couldn't vent it. Her narrow-mindedness caused her to nearly faint. Fortunately, the palace maid serving her caught her in time, preventing further embarrassment.
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