Chapter 161 Beam
Chen He's fingertips gently slid across the warm wall of the cup.
The show is about to begin.
At this moment, the music in the hall suddenly changed.
The previously soft and gentle music of string instruments turned into high-pitched and passionate drum beats, like a sudden rain hitting banana leaves, or like thousands of troops galloping towards them.
In the center of the hall, dozens of dancers retreated like a tide, leaving only a slender figure.
The woman was wearing a glittering flying dance costume, barefoot, with golden bells tied on her wrists and ankles, which made crisp and pleasant sounds with her slight movements.
"Oh? It's the Chen family girl's flying dance."
A minister recognized him and spoke with a hint of anticipation.
"I heard this dance only exists in heaven, and today I'm lucky enough to see it!"
On the high platform, the emperor also revealed an expression of great interest. He smiled at the empress dowager beside him and said, "Mother, this is the surprise I found for you. Do you like it?"
The Queen Mother nodded, her eyes falling on Chen Suixin with a hint of scrutiny.
The music started again, and Chen Sui's heart was moved.
Her dancing posture is sometimes like a startled swan taking off, as graceful as a flying dragon; sometimes like a willow swaying in the wind, as elegant as a fairy.
The long silk ribbon seemed to come alive in her hands, turning into flowing clouds, surging waves, and winding vines, outlining a dazzling picture.
She looked like a fairy walking down from the Dunhuang murals, so beautiful that she seemed beyond mortal.
The noise in the hall gradually subsided.
Everyone's attention was attracted by that beautiful figure.
Including Princess Ya'an.
Her beautiful eyes were not completely focused on Chen Suixin's dancing. Instead, she used the corner of her eye to quietly and inch by inch depict the profile of the man sitting next to her.
Yan Qingyi.
The second young master of Qingshan Academy, her ideal husband.
At this moment, there was nothing else in Yan Qingyi's eyes.
His breathing was slightly rapid, and his eyes were filled with undisguised amazement and obsession, as if his entire soul had been captivated by the woman on the stage.
That look, like a poisoned needle, pierced deeply into Princess Ya'an's heart.
She gritted her teeth in hatred and dug her nails into her palms.
A lowly dancer, why?
How could I get his attention!
She glanced calmly at a palace maid not far behind her.
The palace maid had an ordinary face and was inconspicuous among the crowd.
He felt Princess Ya'an's gaze and nodded very slightly, almost imperceptibly.
The corners of Princess Ya'an's mouth slowly curled up into a poisonous, evil smile.
Just wait, Chen Sui Xin.
Soon, you will fall heavily from the sky into the mud!
She has arranged everything.
When Chen Sui Xin leaps to the highest point and performs the most thrilling and gorgeous "Nine Days to Reach the Moon", the seemingly tough silk ribbon will break with a sound.
She would fall from mid-air like a butterfly with broken wings.
If you don't die, you will be disabled.
In front of all the civil and military officials in the court, and in front of her beloved Yan Qingyi, she fell to the ground, her flesh and blood all over the place, looking extremely ugly!
This is the result of competing with Princess Ya'an for a man!
However, in a corner that she could not see, the palace maid who had just exchanged signals with her, in the instant of lowering her head, her eyes quickly met with another person.
That person was none other than Shen He, who was sitting at the table with a calm expression.
Their eyes met, as fast as lightning, and then they separated.
The corners of Chen He's mouth slightly raised into an almost invisible arc.
She picked up the teacup, brought it to her lips, and used the rim of the cup to cover up the deep meaning.
The warm tea slid down my throat, carrying a hint of sweet osmanthus fragrance.
Ya'an, do you think you are a hunter?
Little do you know that you have already become a prey in someone else's net.
At this moment, the dance in the hall has reached its climax!
Chen Sui Xin pointed her toes, and her whole body rose up like a wisp of green smoke, pulled by a silk ribbon!
She rose higher and higher, her figure so light that it seemed as if she had no weight.
“Oh my God!”
“It’s flying!”
Exclamations rang out one after another.
Everyone held their breath, looked up, and fixed their eyes on the figure rising into the air.
She was like a real celestial being, about to embrace the bright moon in the sky.
"Nine Days to Reach the Moon!"
Someone excitedly shouted the name of the action.
There was a cruel and excited light in Princess Ya'an's eyes.
Now is the time!
Break it off!
Cut it off for me!
Let her fall! Let her fall to pieces!
Yan Qingyi's heart was in his throat, and his eyes were full of tension and worry.
The emperor and the empress dowager on the high platform also leaned forward slightly.
At this moment that attracted everyone's attention, Chen Sui Xin stretched her body in the air and made an extremely beautiful moon-embracing posture.
However--
The expected tragedy of the silk ribbon breaking and the beauty falling did not happen.
The silk ribbon supported her body steadily and firmly.
She, at the highest point, was perfectly frozen into a painting.
A beautiful painting that will go down in history.
The whole hall was filled with deathly silence.
You can hear a pin drop.
Everyone's heart rose to their throat as they saw the beautiful figure hanging in the air.
Princess Ya'an's pupils shrank into the most dangerous needle points at this moment.
How could that be!
How come it didn’t break!
Her poisonous gaze was fixed on the straight silk ribbon, as if she wanted to burn it in half with her eyes.
impossible!
She had clearly asked the palace maid to replace the silk ribbon with inferior one, and even tampered with the key bearing points!
In this extreme silence, an extremely subtle yet extremely abrupt voice sounded in the corner of the banquet hall.
“Bang!”
A crisp crackling sound.
The sound was not loud, like someone accidentally breaking a wine glass.
But in this moment of total silence, it seems particularly clear.
Almost everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.
There was an inconspicuous sheep-horn lantern in the corner. A fine crack appeared on the lampshade, and the flame went out with a puff.
"What's going on?"
Some ministers frowned and whispered.
"Maybe the lamp oil exploded. It's a small matter, a small matter."
The person next to him comforted him casually.
However, that was it.
This insignificant sound, even ignored by everyone, was like an invisible command.
Chen Jiao was looking up at Chen Suixin, feeling both jealous and gloating.
She also heard about Princess Ya'an's plan.
She was waiting to see the show.
But at the moment when the crisp sound reached her ears, the carved beam above her head made a teeth-grinding "crack" sound!
The sound was not loud and was drowned out by the whispers of the crowd.
But, enough!
“Crack!”
This time, the sound was crystal clear!
Not a ribbon!
It's the beam!
The huge beam on which the huge glazed palace lantern and the heavy brocade curtain were hung suddenly broke in the middle!
"ah--!"
"Look up!"
Screams of terror pierced the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony!
The huge palace lantern and curtain lost their support and suddenly sank down, then shook and tilted violently!
Although it was stuck tightly by the mortise and tenon structures on both sides and did not fall down completely immediately, the overwhelming momentum like a mountain pressing down on one's head was enough to scare anyone to death!
Wood chips, dust, and glass fragments fell down like rain!
The center of the fall was right on top of the head of the Third Princess Chen Jiao!
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