At this birthday party, there were a large number of young ladies and ladies, which exceeded the previous specifications. Obviously, in addition to celebrating the birthday, there were also plans to find a marriage for the prince.

Sure enough, the queen spoke soon: "It may not be enough to sit and chat like this. Why not just watch the performances prepared by the ladies for the mother."

The Queen Mother smiled kindly: "Just as the Queen said."

The great palace maids around him immediately clapped their hands to stop singing and dancing for a while.

The field became quiet again. The queen looked around and said, "It's better to be the same. If there is a lady preparing to perform, she will signal the palace maids around her. The palace maids will randomly get the sign numbers in sequence. I hope you can show your style today. If you can make the Empress Dowager happy and satisfied, I will be rewarded."

The noble ladies below were immediately in a state of great excitement.

Some of them started preparing for this birthday party half a year in advance, hoping to show themselves through this opportunity, and it would be best if the princes were attracted to them.

These young ladies, who are kept in the boudoir on weekdays, have few opportunities to show their presence in front of others, and have only a handful of opportunities to get in touch with noble people. They are no longer shy at this moment. Those who perform on stage all look at their favorite goals with generous and enthusiastic expressions.

If the eyes could turn into flowers, Shen Qingyun felt that the princes above would be flooded by the sea of ​​flowers.

But among the flowers, there is someone who seems so out of place.

He sat behind the emperor, at the age of eighteen or nineteen, with a slender and powerful figure, with cold and solemn eyes, and there seemed to be a hostility that would keep people from thousands of miles away in his eyes. His dark pupils seemed to be gathering a storm, and his high nose bridge and thin and light lips all set off his coldness that he could not enter the whole body.

Even though he was so handsome, as if he was carved by a god, no woman dared to approach him and look at him.

This person must be Prince Li.

His Majesty's younger brother Si Moli began to fight on the battlefield at the age of fifteen, forcing his foreign invasion, and made countless military achievements, which made the barbarians who heard about it, greatly stabilized the dynasty. He was deeply favored by His Majesty today, and held the army, and was the target that the princes dared not provoke. He was less than one person and more than ten thousand people.

A sinister gaze shot from Princess Jing'an. Shen Qingyun realized that he was actually staring at King Li and immediately withdrew his thoughts.

Unexpectedly, I still couldn't change the shortcomings of face control after living for a lifetime, Shen Qingyun was a little worried.

Thinking about my previous life, there was a big reason why I fell in love with Jiang Lin because I fell in love with his clear and clear face as bright as the moon.

But now it seems that there are people outside of people and heaven, but my horizons in my previous life were too narrow.

Princess Jing'an saw that Shen Qingyun stopped looking at her brother Li, suppressing her anger, and whispered to Xiaotao, the maid next to her: "How is the arrangement?"

"Princess, don't worry, there is no problem."

At this moment, Lin Xueying, the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue, was performed by paintings. When her brushes were turned, a huge and gorgeous peony was presented on the white canvas.

But in a moment, she used rendering techniques to draw a landscape with flowers blooming, and used this to bless the Queen Mother to be blessed with long-lasting blessings, just like this flower that is always blooming.

The Queen Mother praised Lin Xueying with a smile: "This child is really good at painting. He is very considerate. What do you think of the queen?"

The Empress immediately smiled and praised her: "I admire Miss Xueying a pair of white jade bracelets."

The grand palace maid next to her was holding a plate. A pair of Yingying's jade bracelets on the blue silk cloth on the plate were radiant. Lin Xueying liked it at a glance, and she showed surprise in her eyes. She smiled and thanked her for a few more auspicious words before she left.

The ladies and ladies in the audience immediately showed envy to Lin Xueying.

This is the first woman to be rewarded by the queen today.

The Minister of Revenue touched his beard, showed a proud and gratified smile, and drank a drink with his colleagues next to him.

"Which lady is next?" asked the queen mother, looking forward to it.

The palace maid checked the list and shouted to the bottom: "Please come up and perform."

This lottery is not drawn by individuals, but is drawn by a mansion to facilitate recognition of people.

Chen Sisi Si is the eldest daughter of Duke Chen’s mansion, so she naturally comes on stage first.

I thought deeply that I would dance to Kyoto first, attracting everyone's eyes. When Chen Qingyun came to the stage, it would only be bland and boring.

She stood up dignifiedly and reservedly, bowed to the Queen Mother Yingying, and then walked up slowly, and said softly: "What the little girl is preparing for is a dance performance."

Instead of going down to change to her special dance clothes, she tried to rotate the moon-colored water-patterned skirt she was wearing, and then stopped in a beautiful position. The musician had naturally communicated with each other long ago. The silk and bamboo suddenly rose up, and she turned around, and the hem of the skirt spread out, showing a bit casual, lazy and natural.

Jiang Lin in the distance stared at the dancing meditation without blinking, feeling that she was as wonderful as a fairy who fell into the mortal world.

I couldn't help but feel that even if I could get a beautiful wife like Sisi, even if I didn't have the large amount of dowry from Chen Qingyun, he and Sisi would definitely live a happy life, which is not better than being tired of seeing Shen Qingyun.

Chen Qingyun was also admiring this dance. In his previous life, Chen Si Si really became famous in Kyoto with this colorful dress and feather dress dance. That soft figure jumped into the hearts of many young masters.

But what about this life?

The most moving thing about this dance is that at the climax, the music fades away, and the dancer turns twenty times in a row, focusing all his attention on the dancing woman.

Chen Sisi on the stage lowered his waist and suddenly felt a little rolling and cramping in his abdomen.

Chen Qingyun keenly noticed Chen Sisi's frowning gently. It seemed that it was then?

With the sudden stop of music, the meditation on the stage exerted force. As the rotation was turned, the hem of the skirt seemed to bloom like a flower, or like a ripples of water, which was so beautiful.

"Puff...puff..."

The disharmonious sound suddenly sounded. Before everyone could figure out where the strange sound was made, a strange smell could be smelled between their noses, which became even stronger with the air flow of thoughts.

"What does it smell? Why is it so smelly!"

"Oh my God, what's going on."

"Don't." A little princess in the front row directly retching and shouted: "Stop jumping!"

Everyone was shocked.

This smell, this familiar and unfamiliar smell, won’t it?

Miss Shen was dancing and spinning too hard, and she pulled her trouser pocket?

Everyone whispered and talked a lot, and many people covered their mouths and noses.

Shen Zhifeng's face was even heavier than the bottom of the pot.
Chapter completed!