When the Queen saw the whispering from below, she frowned in displeasure, "Yan'er, can you start?"

Nangong Yanfu saluted, "Go back to the Empress, it's OK."

The Queen nodded, "Well, then let's start."

"Yes, Empress." The three of them saluted together.

The dancer in the middle of the field retreated in an orderly manner, leaving the space for the three of them.

Nangong Yan sat upright at the piano table and stroked the strings a few times. Ye Qianlan sat directly on the left side of Nangong Yan and began to try the sound of the flute.

Murong Xue was wearing a big red dance uniform, standing in the center of the scene, and doing a standard dance start.

After debugging several syllables, Ye Qianlan and Nangong Yan looked at each other and started the ensemble.

Murong Xue rotated into a graceful dance posture when the sound of the piano and the flute rose together.

The crisp and bright sound of the piano is like a gentle breeze blowing through the green bamboo forest, making people feel relaxed and unconsciously immersed in it.

The sound of the flute was harmonious and I felt it was normal at first, but gradually the sound of the flute caught up with the sound of the piano, and passed through the blue sky like a bird, making people suddenly enlightened.

"I really didn't expect that Miss Ye not only danced well, but also played the flute so well."

"Yes, my martial arts are good and I am pretty. I really want to know what else she doesn't know."

Several young men from aristocratic families were admiring and talking in a low voice.

The ladies from the women's mat opposite each family were all like swallowing a fly, unable to get up or down, and as if they could die at any time.

Murong Xue was originally immersed in her own dance, but the voices of discussion were getting louder and louder, and she wanted to pretend that she couldn't hear it and couldn't do it.

She has always been arrogant and has been the number one beauty and talented woman for so many years. Now that her status is shaken, she is anxious and her dancing steps are a little chaotic.

"You think General Ye plays the flute well because she has never performed any talent, so you think it is good at first glance. In terms of talent, it should be Miss Murong." Before the banquet began, he defended Murong Xue's smile to the young master who smiled.

"Well, after saying this, it seems that this is true."

"Yes, I also think Miss Murong's dancing posture is more graceful."

One person took the lead in speaking for Murong Xue, and other young men who admire Murong Xue also began to agree.

Murong Xueben's pace was a little confused, because these praises were stabilized again.

Ye Qianlan had a smile on his lips, Murong Xue, I will pick your title of No. 1 Talent Girl today.

Ye Qianlan gave Nangong Yan a wink, and Nangong Yan understood.

Just as Murong Xue was swaying her waist proudly, the sound of the piano and the flute suddenly became rapid. It seemed as if thousands of horses galloping on the battlefield, so fast that they almost suffocate.

Murong Xue's dance was about to move in a rotational movement. At this moment, the beat was fast, and her rotation speed and number of circles increased unconsciously.

Because Murong Xue was in poor health, her dance always won by her softness. At this moment, she rotated rapidly, like a flying butterfly, which really caught everyone's attention.

"Wow, Miss Murong really surprises me every time. I thought her previous dance was beautiful enough, but I didn't expect it to be even more beautiful."

"Yes, Miss Murong, the title of the number one talented woman in the imperial capital, deserves its true reputation."

At first, some of the young masters of the aristocratic family who admired Ye Qianlan's flute sounds were now conquered by Murong Xue's dance.

But just when everyone pursues and praises it, ah, a thud sound rang out.

The colorful butterfly that was flying the moment before fell to the ground like fallen leaves in autumn, and in an extremely embarrassing position.

Ye Qianlan stopped the sound of the flute immediately and ran towards Murong Xue.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

When the Empress saw that someone had fallen, she secretly said something bad, but she still ordered the eunuch to call the imperial physician as soon as possible.

The imperial physician had been waiting in a special room, for fear that the nobles would be better, so he arrived soon.

"Imperial Doctor, how about my sister?" Ye Qianlan asked worriedly, holding Murong Xue halfway.

Murong Xue closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembled, and she looked extremely painful.

The imperial physician carefully checked and hugged Ye Qianlan, "Go back to General Ye, Miss Murong's foot was injured, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" Murong Xue opened her eyes, asked urgently with a pale face.

The imperial physician sighed, "Miss Murong, you are really too arrogant today. Alas, the ligament of the ankle is injured, and I am afraid I can't dance anymore in the future."

After the imperial physician's words finished, a sigh sounded in the crowd. Murong Xue's talent is the best in dancing, but now she is declared that she can no longer dance.

The number one talented woman who can't dance is still the number one talented woman. It seems that after today, the title of this number one talented woman will be replaced.

Murong Xue could not accept this fact and grabbed the sleeve of the imperial physician, "Imperial physician, you must help me. Please, if I can't dance, why not let me die."

Murong Xue was really crying at this moment. She couldn't lose the title of No. 1 Talent, she must not.

"Imperial Doctor, please save my sister. She is such a strong person. If she can't dance, what will she do in the future? Imperial Doctor, if you can save her, I can do anything."

Ye Qianlan's picturesque little face shed two lines of tears, begging sincerely.

Everyone had never seen Ye Qianlan cry. If Murong Xue cried so much that it made people feel distressed, Ye Qianlan's crying could make people give everything for her.

Almost all the men present wanted to hold Ye Qianlan in their arms and cherish her.

Yun Zhan looked at Ye Qianlan's tears, curled up his fingers in his sleeves, and gave a wink to the bodyguard.

The personal guard took the order and pushed the crowd away to the center of the scene.

He hugged Ye Qianlan and clasped his fists, "General Ye, please take Miss Murong down to treat his injuries first."

Ye Qianlan's eyelashes were still trembling with tears, and she said in a crying voice, "I'm working hard." After that, she reluctantly handed Murong Xue to Xiaohong and others.

Murong Xue was taken down, and the hall was revived.

Nangong Yan explained Ye Qianlan a few words, then pulled her to kneel under the platform.

"Auntie, how about Yan'er's piano and General Ye's flute?"

The queen looked at Nangong Yan lovingly, "Yan'er's piano skills are naturally excellent, General Ye's flute is also very good. As for Miss Murong's dance, it would be perfect if there were no subsequent episodes."

After hearing the Queen's words, the people in the hall were filled with sighs. Murong Xue was so ugly today, and for a long time, everyone would only remember the scene of her falling dog chewing on the shit.

Nangong Yan only cared about the first two sentences, and she didn't care about Murong Xue at all.

"Aunt, Yan'er originally wanted to perform a show with General Ye Xiao, but Murong Xue wanted to show off and insisted on joining her. Now she deserves it.

Moreover, she was retribution today.”

"Oh? How do you say this?" The Empress was curious about Nangong Yan's words and couldn't help asking.

"Aunt, the words circulated outside are actually true. In Meishan that day, Yan'er was really pushed down by Murong Xue. If General Ye had not sacrificed his life to save him, Yan'er would have been gone."

Speaking of this, Nangong Yan trembled in fear. No matter how brave she was, she was just a girl.

"It's unreasonable. She, an adopted daughter from the general's mansion, dared to harm the dignified princess. Someone came and tied her to this palace." The queen slapped the table, and the Dongzhu on the Fengguan was so angry that she was trembling.

"Aunt, don't get angry at first. After all, she is General Ye's sister. Although she is not related by blood, she has saved General Ye's life. This time, she will spare her for the sake of General Ye."

Nangong Yan hurriedly said, afraid that the guards would tie Murong Xue up soon, which would make Ye Qianlan sad.

Ye Qianlan looked at Nangong Yan gratefully, then put three heads on the queen, "Please beg the queen to be kind, just spare my sister this time."

"Give her aside? OK, I'm just for your sake and Yan'er to spare her this time, but the death penalty can be avoided, and the life penalty cannot be escaped.
Chapter completed!