Chapter 388 Sister Jiang must be pregnant
Jiang Wanru is one of the people who understands Jiang Wanning best in this world.
"Is this the Princess Consort of Langya?" Yan Chenyu looked over with her captivating eyes. "I have long heard of the Princess Consort of Langya's reputation."
"Having met you today, you seem... just average," Yan Chenyu said provocatively. "Since your esteemed queen has already recommended you, why disappoint everyone?"
"This princess is also very curious about how well this rumored omnipotent Princess Langya dances."
She knew,
Jiang Wan Ning can do everything except dance, which is why she has been practicing dance so hard, all for this day.
This was also the cooperation agreement reached with Song Zhuran at the restaurant during the day.
She would kill Song Zhuran, but her greatest enemy was still Jiang Wanning. Since that person said Jiang Wanning couldn't be killed, she could at least humiliate her first.
After killing Song Zhuran, we will kill the Marquis of Ningyuan and his wife.
It doesn't mean you can't kill Jiang Wan Ning, but it doesn't mean you can't kill others.
"The princess dances very well, even better than the dancers on our pleasure boat. I must say, she has improved."
"However, I'm very curious. It's said that the princess once saved the life of the King of Nanli Kingdom, which is why she was made a princess. If that's the case, what was your status before becoming a princess?"
First, they compared Yan Chenyu to Qu Niangzi on the painted boat, which, to put it bluntly, was just a slightly more upscale brothel.
This again raises questions about Yan Chenyu's previous identity.
Jiang Wan Ning's move was truly deadly without drawing blood. If Shen Ru Zhi were here, she would definitely laugh and agree.
Yan Chenyu remained calm. Over the years, besides practicing dance, she had been learning how to stay calm when provoked by others.
Only when you calm down can you avoid being led by the nose.
That's what that person taught me.
"Why is Princess Langya so aggressive?" Yan Chenyu said. "It's not just the women on the pleasure boats who can dance. Tell me, which official or noblewoman doesn't know how to dance a dance or two?"
"It's just a skill, but it seems the Princess of Langya looks down on women who can dance?"
"So, does that mean the Princess Consort can't dance?" Yan Chenyu slowly looked at Song Zhuran. "Could it be that your Lady is lying?"
At this point, it's impossible to admit that Song Zhuran was lying.
If this gets out, it will damage the country's reputation.
Xiao Yu said, "Princess Langya, why don't you perform a dance so that everyone can see it?"
"Your Majesty, the princess seems to be unwell. Let's just forget about it." Empress Song Zhuyi gave Jiang Wan Ning a meaningful look.
This indicates that Jiang Wan Ning should pretend to be sick.
"Could it be that Sister Jiang is pregnant like my older sister?" Song Zhuran asked with delight. "If she is indeed pregnant, then she really can't dance."
"That's a real shame."
"But if that's not the case, the fact that you're here to attend the banquet means there's nothing wrong with it."
"Sister Jiang must be pregnant," Song Zhuran said excitedly to Xiao Yu. "Your Majesty, this is truly a joyous occasion, isn't it?"
Xiao Yu and the others all looked at Jiang Wan Ning.
The two had indeed been married for quite some time, but no good news had come from the Prince's residence, which had been the subject of much discussion among the people.
This matter may indeed be as Qin Hualang said: either the princess is infertile, or the prince is impotent.
However, most people agree that the prince is impotent, which is why he is so devoted and loyal to the princess.
Otherwise, what man wouldn't want to have three wives and four concubines?
"Oh? Ah Chuan, is there really such a good thing?" Xiao Yu looked at Pei Yanchuan.
Pei Yanchuan calmly replied, "Your Majesty, no."
It's very simple, just one sentence, without any further explanation.
"Then it seems I was mistaken," Song Zhuran said.
Xiao Yu smiled awkwardly, "Since there isn't one, then it wouldn't hurt for the Princess of Langya to perform a dance."
"Princess of Langya, are you willing?"
Although Xiao Yu was asking for Jiang Wan Ning's opinion, everyone knew very well that if Jiang Wan Ning said she was unwilling, it would be a slap in Xiao Yu's face.
Jiang Wan Ning stood up and said, "Your Majesty, since everyone is so eager to see it, then this humble woman can only make a fool of herself."
Seeing that her plan had succeeded, Yan Chenyu was overjoyed. Her gaze fell on Pei Yanchuan, who showed no sign of worry.
Have they been married for so many years?
Pei Yanchuan didn't know Jiang Wanning couldn't dance.
Or is it that Jiang Wanning, like herself, has been practicing dance diligently all these years?
But I clearly sent people to investigate.
No.
She wanted to see what tricks Jiang Wan Ning was up to; she couldn't expect to evade them so easily this time.
"Your Majesty, please allow me to go and change my clothes."
Xiao Yu waved his hand in agreement.
"Princess, don't be so frightened that you run away," Yan Chenyu said with a smile. "I was just joking, I'm sure the Princess of Langya won't mind, will she?"
"I'm not familiar with the princess, so it's best if she doesn't joke around so casually," Jiang Wan Ning said calmly. "What if one day I take it seriously?"
"If you can't help but take action, then please don't blame me, Princess, since you provoked me first."
Yan Chenyu's smile froze on her face; she hadn't expected Jiang Wanning to be so blunt.
After saying that, Jiang Wan Ning turned and left, and changed her clothes in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
When Yan Chenyu saw Jiang Wan Ning dressed in a light white outfit with a tightly cinched belt that accentuated her slender waist, she chuckled and teased, "Did the Princess change into the wrong clothes in such a hurry?"
"Dancing isn't like martial arts. Are you sure you can dance well dressed like this?"
“Since the princess studies dance, she should know that dance is diverse and does not necessarily have to be like the princess, who wants to wear nothing at all.”
Yan Chenyu: "......"
If eyes could kill, Jiang Wan Ning would have been torn to pieces by now.
"Alright, let's begin," Xiao Yu said.
A bamboo flute melody rang out, and Zhong Re looked in the direction of the sound to see Pei Yanchuan personally accompanying Jiang Wan Ning.
Jiang Wan Ning began to move slowly to the rhythm of the music, reaching for her waist with one hand and drawing out the soft sword.
She and Pei Yanchuan were permitted by His Majesty to bring swords when they met the emperor.
The soft sword, illuminated by the candlelight, resembled a nimble water snake, coiling around Jiang Wan Ning.
As Pei Yanchuan's music came to an end, Jiang Wanning thrust her soft sword toward Yan Chenyu.
A flicker of panic crossed Yan Chenyu's eyes.
But the soft sword just passed by her ear. As Jiang Wan Ning approached Yan Chen Yu, she smiled and said softly, "Since you're alive, why don't you hide yourself properly?"
"I didn't go looking for you, but you delivered yourself to my door."
"Jiang Wanru..."
After saying that, Jiang Wan Ning put away her soft sword, spread her arms and spun in the air, flying to the center of the hall.
"Your Majesty, I have finished my dance."
The crowd remained stunned for a long time.
"Princess Langya is practicing sword dancing!"
"Dancing is not something that can be learned overnight, but sword dancing is even more difficult to learn."
"Princess Nanli's dance carries a hint of flattery and seduction, while the Queen Consort's dance exudes the aura of a ruthless and decisive female general."
"I think the princess's dance is more captivating."
"That's what a military officer sitting in the back said."
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