Chapter 153 Ya'an
Chen He and Yan Qingyi withdrew their gaze.
The two men stepped forward quickly and bowed to Xiao Jingchi and Princess Ya'an.
Shen He bent her knees slightly and performed a woman's formal ceremony.
Yan Qingyi also bowed with a respectful attitude.
"Sister He, why are you kneeling to me?" Xiao Jingchi's childish voice was filled with dissatisfaction, and his eyes were full of displeasure.
He was just about to stretch out his little hand to pull Shen He.
However, Chen He raised his eyes and quickly gave him a look that only they could understand.
There was warning, comfort, and a hint of unquestionable command in those eyes.
Xiao Jingchi's half-stretched hand suddenly froze in mid-air.
On weekdays, when it was just the two of them, there was no need for these formalities.
But there are so many people around now and we must not reveal anything.
Xiao Jingchi finally withdrew his hand reluctantly.
He pouted and snorted childishly.
Princess Ya'an's gaze fell on Yan Qingyi.
Her usually arrogant face was now tinged with a hint of red.
"Get up, no need to be so polite." Her voice was a little softer than usual.
Only then did Chen He and Yan Qingyi stand up.
Chen He's eyes swept over Princess Ya'an imperceptibly.
The only daughter of Princess Qinghe, she has been spoiled since childhood.
He has always been arrogant and looks down on everyone.
Now, she is acting like... a little girl?
Yan Qingyi's handsome figure was clearly reflected in those eyes.
Chen He's heart was slightly moved. Could it be that this proud princess was...
She withdrew her thoughts and looked at Chen Jiao.
Shen Yan supported Shen Jiao, and when she saw Shen He, her eyes instantly lit up like stars.
It is not joy, but the last straw that one grasps in despair.
Chen He nodded gently at her, with a barely perceptible comfort in his eyes.
Shen Yan seemed to have received some kind of silent instruction.
She immediately lowered her brows, hiding all her pleading and longing.
She lowered her head cautiously, so submissive that she seemed transparent.
But Shen He clearly saw that her fingers were tightly grasping Shen Jiao's sleeves, and the joints were white.
That slender body was suffering tremendously.
On the stage, Chen Sui Xin saw this and hurriedly led everyone from the dance department down.
She walked gracefully with her brows lowered, and bowed to Xiao Jingchi and Princess Ya'an: "Your Highness, Princess."
Princess Ya'an's gaze instantly fixed on Chen Suixin, with undisguised disgust revealed in her eyes.
"No need to be so polite! Get up, get up!" Xiao Jingchi waved his hands like a little adult, with impatience in his voice.
Chen He looked at Xiao Jingchi with a hint of curiosity, and then glanced at Princess Ya'an and Shen Jiao calmly.
"Why did Your Highness suddenly think of coming to the Dance Training Institute?" she asked softly, her voice clear.
Xiao Jingchi pointed at Princess Ya'an beside him and said innocently, "I just met Ya'an in the Imperial Garden. They said they wanted to come here, so I followed them."
Princess Ya'an seemed to have suddenly come to her senses at this moment, and a hint of anger instantly ignited in her beautiful eyes.
She looked straight at Yan Qingyi, her tone very unhappy: "Yan Qingyi, why are you here too? Did you come here specially to see...her?"
Her eyes swept over Chen Sui Xin with obvious hostility as she did not hide it.
Chen Jiao was quick-witted and quickly pulled Princess Ya'an's sleeve with a gentle smile on her face.
"Princess, please don't be upset. We just came here out of curiosity. We hope we didn't interrupt Sister Suixin's dance."
Princess Ya'an then withdrew her gaze and snorted reluctantly: "In that case, just continue practicing your dance."
Chen Sui Xin breathed a sigh of relief, bowed to everyone again, and turned to walk towards the stage.
The long sleeves of her moon-white dance dress were like clouds and water, and as she turned around, they floated to Yan Qingyi's side.
With a light "click" sound, the flexible sleeve of the dance costume was wrapped around the hilt of the long sword worn by Yan Qingyi at his waist.
Chen Suixin lost his balance and staggered forward.
Just as she was about to fall to the ground, Yan Qingyi moved like lightning, stretched out his long arms, and caught her in his arms in time.
Her cheek almost brushed against his solid chest.
Chen Suixin was in Yan Qingyi's arms for only a moment before she was able to stand firmly. She raised her hand to straighten her moon-white sleeves, her movements smooth and flowing without a trace of hesitation.
Yan Qingyi suddenly let go of his hand as if he had been scalded. His handsome face flushed red instantly and he apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Sui Xin, I, I didn't mean it..."
Chen Suixin looked at his embarrassed look and couldn't help but chuckle. Her eyes flickered like a spring breeze blowing through willow branches. "Why are you apologizing? I should be the one saying thank you."
After she finished speaking, she bowed slightly to everyone, then turned lightly and jumped back onto the stage, completely ignoring Yan Qingyi who was still standing there behind her.
Yan Qingyi stood there in a daze, the blush on his cheeks lingering for a long time, his eyes a little dazed, obviously still immersed in the accident that had just happened, and couldn't recover for a while.
Looking at him like this, Chen He had a mischievous smile in her eyes. She raised her hand and patted the back of Yan Qingyi's head lightly.
"What are you thinking about, Yan Qingyi?" Chen He's voice was a little teasing.
Yan Qingyi suddenly shuddered and came back to his senses. He scratched his head in embarrassment and hurriedly adjusted the sword at his waist, as if the sword was the culprit of his loss of composure just now.
Soon, the palace maids from the Dance Department brought in a few carved pearwood chairs and placed them quietly behind everyone, motioning them to sit down.
A palace maid brought a cup of hot tea to Princess Ya'an. When Princess Ya'an took the cup, she leaned close to the palace maid's ear and whispered a few words.
After hearing this, the palace maid lowered her eyes, responded respectfully, and then retreated quietly.
Not long after, the head of the Dance Training Department came trotting over. When she saw Princess Ya'an, she hurriedly bowed and saluted, "This servant greets Her Highness."
Princess Ya'an just waved her hand casually, indicating her to stand up. The person in charge immediately stepped forward and stood aside with his head bowed respectfully.
Princess Ya'an leaned close to the head official's ear, lowered her voice, and whispered a few words quickly, her eyes occasionally glancing at Chen Suixin who was practicing dancing on the stage.
After hearing what Princess Ya'an said, the head of the Dance Department turned pale. She looked up in disbelief, her eyes filled with shock and uneasiness. She wanted to say something but didn't dare to.
When Princess Ya'an saw her like this, her eyes turned cold and she glared at her fiercely, with an unquestionable warning and threat in her eyes.
When the hostess felt the cold light, her heart trembled violently. She knew she had no choice but to lower her head, bend her body, and retreat reluctantly.
Princess Ya'an looked at the figure of the departing official, a slight curve appeared on the corner of her mouth, and a glimmer of triumph in her eyes.
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