When Changsun Yunchu saw Murong Yi applaud, her little face almost turned into cherries. She hurriedly gave a gift, and carried the corner of her skirt and turned to the back hall.

It was not until this time that a burst of thunderous applause broke out in the hall.

Lin Feiyu's extraordinary sword dance just now was almost wiped out so much that he lost his shadow when he was drunk by Changsun Yunchu's beauty.

Lin Feiyu's face turned pale in an instant, and his fingernails pinched into his palms.

There is nothing left. Even this last try failed.

"Princess Youlan, is your show ready? Do you want to perform again?" the emperor asked with a smile.

Changsun Yunchu's dance really gained the face of Xi Qin. I believe that even Shangguan Youlan would have to retreat in the face of such pearls and jade.

Although he did not refuse Shangguan Youlan's participation, he had already decided to point Shangguan Youlan as the first, but if she could win easily, it would seem that the Western Qin Dynasty was too deserted.

At this time, Changsun Yunchu's performance just saved him from this concern.

Shangguan Youlan was also a little surprised at Changsun Yunchu's Wu, but when he heard the emperor's question, he smiled faintly and said, "Emperor, since Youlan said that she would celebrate the emperor's birthday, if she said she would not act now, wouldn't she go back on her word? Don't worry, Youlan is ready."

As he spoke, he signaled outside the hall, and someone immediately came up with a big drum.

Shangguan Youlan took the drumstick from her maid, took a deep breath in front of the drum, and then smiled at the emperor: "Your Majesty, please listen!"

Bang bang bang...

A fierce and high-spirited drum beat sounded instantly, as if a charge on the battlefield, and it took the lead and occupied everyone's hearing.

Then, the drums were heard quickly and slowly, opening and closing, or closely, as if they were depicting a huge war in front of everyone's eyes. [~…iqi Literature    …! Free reading]

There are charges, retreats, the tragic battles of swords and swords, and the whispers of brothers depend on each other.

Nearly a hundred people in the hall seemed to be trapped by the drum sound. Some generals couldn't help but burst into tears when they heard this.

The drum sound seemed to bring them to the battlefield.

When Shangguan Youlan's drum sound stopped, the huge hall was silent, as if as soon as they made a sound, they would wake up the dead souls on the battlefield.

It was not until someone was too tired to hold the wine glass that the porcelain cup fell down with a clang that everyone was awakened from the shock just now.

The emperor looked at Shangguan Youlan with a complicated expression, but had to say: "Princess Youlan is indeed amazing in her skills."

He thought Changsun Yunchu's dance was good enough, but Shangguan Youlan's drum completely compared Changsun Yunchu.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about this heroic artistic conception is something Changsun Yunchu's drunken dance is absolutely incomparable.

"The emperor praised it." Shangguan Youlan seemed modest, but then asked: "I wonder who is the first place in the emperor's heart for the performance?"

Shangguan Youlan stared at the emperor tightly, waiting for the emperor to say her name.

Her wish is very simple, let Feng Wuyou get rid of it, and then let Xiao Jinglan marry her.

How could a man she has liked for seven years be easily given to others?

Especially, that woman was touched by Xiao Jinglan! When she married into the Qin Prince's Mansion, the first thing she did was to make Feng Wuyou disappear quietly.

In this world, no one is allowed to have the same man as her.

How could the emperor not know Shangguan Youlan’s plan? But he was happy to see that it was successful, so he spoke: “This first place is well deserved to belong to…”

"Slow down!" A clear voice suddenly interrupted the emperor.

Xiao Jinglan immediately looked at Feng Wuyou and saw that Feng Wuyou had already stood up.

"I will deal with it." Xiao Jinglan grabbed Feng Wuyou's hand and whispered: "Unless I agree, no one can marry into the Qin Palace."

So, you don't have to have conflicts here.

Feng Wuyou smiled slightly and whispered: "Prince, you have too many peach blossoms. After Lin Feiyu left, Shangguan Youlan came again. Who knows if there will be Zhang Feiyu and Duanmu Youlan tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? It's too troublesome to pass it one by one. Why not take this opportunity to clean up."

Xiao Jinglan was stunned. Are there many peach blossoms he has?

Feng Wuyou wants to clean up at once, what’s wrong?

After thinking, Feng Wuyou had already broken away his hand and said to the emperor: "As the Princess of Qin, I can't say nothing about my birthday. Princess Youlan's performance just now was so exciting, it actually aroused me a little bit of competitive spirit. Why not ask the Emperor to let me perform a show?"

Feng Wuyou said this very appropriately. In addition, she is the Princess of Qin and her status is extremely valuable. She spoke in front of so many people, and even the emperor was not easy to refuse.

"What does the Princess Qin want to perform?" the emperor asked with a calm face.

His eyes were always looking at Feng Wuyou. Since marrying Xiao Jinglan, Feng Wuyou has changed his previous stupidity and has done several things that were beyond his expectations, and even faintly attracted Murong Yi's heart.

This is his most valued son, and the emperor cannot be unaware of Feng Wuyou.

This time, I wonder what Feng Wuyou is going to do.

"I'm going to ask for a cleverness, just learn from Princess Youlan and perform a drum song." Feng Wuyou said calmly as if he didn't see the emperor's look.

When the emperor heard this, he felt relieved. Shangguan Youlan's drum music just now had beaten the drums, so he didn't believe that Feng Wuyou could play any more.

The ministers on both sides were also whispering, and almost everyone felt that Feng Wuyou was causing his own humiliation.

Except for Xiao Jinglan, there are only two people who don’t think so.

One is Helanjiu. He has always known that this woman is so cunning that she will never force herself to death.

The other is Tuoba Lie. His idea is simpler. Feng Wuyou is the woman he likes. If the woman he likes is so stupid, it would be better to kill him directly, so as to avoid insulting his eyes.

"Okay, the drum is there, Princess Qin please take it yourself." The emperor said, with a hint of gloating in his voice. Feng Wuyou performed something bad, and he insisted on performing drums. He wanted to see how much face Feng Wuyou would lose this time.

In the hall, the guards and maids were unable to come in. Xiao Jinglan sat alone behind the table and greeted all parties' sarcastic or worried eyes. The eight winds did not move, but just looked at Feng Wuyou calmly.

He believed that Feng Wuyou had her plans, but he believed that no matter what happened to Feng Wuyou, he could protect her.

Feng Wuyou almost immediately understood the meaning in Xiao Jinglan's eyes, and his heart suddenly felt warm.

This man always did this, and when he was unintentionally, he provided her with the most reliable protection.

But the more this happens, the less she wants to rely on him.

With a smile, Feng Wuyou said, "Your Majesty, this drum... is not enough!"

One side is not enough? How much does it cost?

In the end, at Feng Wuyou's request, there were thirty-two drums on each side, each of which was raised high on a shelf, forming a circle in the hall.

Feng Wuyou stood in the middle of the drum circle, looked around, and suddenly walked towards Xiao Jinglan, smiling and said, "Prince, you still need to be with me in this song."

Let the King of Qin perform a show with her in front of so many people?

I'm afraid Feng Wuyou is crazy? What is the identity of King Qin? How could he do such a thing?

Even if Feng Wuyou is the Princess of Qin, Xiao Jinglan would not agree.

Everyone was waiting for Xiao Jinglan to refuse, but no one expected that Xiao Jinglan asked lightly: "How to do it?"

Without even a single word of blame, she directly agreed to Feng Wuyou's decision and asked her what to do.

There are rumors in the capital that the King of Qin pampered Feng Wuyou like his eyes. They originally didn't believe it, but after seeing this scene, they had to believe it even if they didn't believe it.

The King of Qin was not just about his eyes, but also about blood in his heart and marrow in his bones. Otherwise, how could he be so indulged? He even agreed to perform a public show that was a loss of identity.

"Does the prince have a familiar battle formation song?" Feng Wuyou asked knowingly. Xiao Jinglan followed the pre-Qin king to the battlefield in his early ten years old, so how could he not have a battle formation song?

Sure enough, Xiao Jinglan nodded.

Feng Wuyou brought a plate of peanuts to Xiao Jinglan and smiled and said, "Your Majesty just use these peanuts to play the prince's favorite battle formation song on those drums."

After saying that, Feng Wuyou smiled gently, returned to the center of the drum circle, pulled out a ribbon, and covered his eyes firmly.

This action surprised everyone in the palace again. Feng Wuyou actually covered her eyes. What did she want to do?

"Prince, let's start." Feng Wuyou said.

Xiao Jinglan had a complicated expression. He had now vaguely guessed what Feng Wuyou was going to do, but is this really OK?

After all, he chose to trust Feng Wuyou. Anyway, this is his person. Even if he doesn't succeed, he won't let anything happen to her.

With a raised finger, a peanut hit one of the drums straight.

As soon as the sound rang, Feng Wuyou had already picked up the silk on his body and accurately hit the drum that Xiao Jinglan hit, making a thud.

Xiao Jinglan's expression was shocked, and another peanut hit him, and Feng Wuyou also hit the drum face he hit again.

Feng Wuyou didn't make any mistakes at once. Xiao Jinglan also became confident in her and began to speed up his movements. Later, he threw two or three peanuts together.

The originally broken syllables began to gradually become coherent as Xiao Jinglan's movements accelerated, and finally formed a complete drum song. Feng Wuyou's figure looked like a colorful butterfly, and it was obviously invisible, but every hit was accurate and without any errors.

Moreover, her hits were staggered in a staggered manner, which was exactly in line with the situation of the drum song.

This is a battle formation song that shares life and death with brothers and comrades, and it is also Xiao Jinglan’s favorite.

The Xiao family army is like this battle formation song, and is a brotherly army, and it is a force that can be defeated and urged.

Xiao Jinglan has not been on the battlefield for six years. He was a talented young marshal who was riding a horse and spear, and was thriving in his genius. He was the pride of the Xiao family and Yan Yun, but he suffered from injuries and could only stay in the cold capital to do the treacherous calculations.

Everyone says that he is calm and steady now, and takes on the heavy responsibility of the Qin Prince's Mansion as if he is sick and weak, but how many people still remember that he was a wanton boy who jumped on horses and laughed and sang happily.
Chapter completed!