Hua Qianyan hesitated.

Flying Dance, she doesn't know. However, her current body is not suitable for dancing, the flying dance steps are complicated, the movements are thrilling, and the flesh and bones in her abdomen are finally saved, and she doesn't want the unborn child to risk with her.

So admit defeat like that?!

How can Miss Hua Er, who wants to be strong, be willing, put her cruel words in front of her, and retreat from the battle, but it is not Miss Hua Er's style!

"What? Wouldn't Miss Hua Er? Miss Ben has heard that Miss Hua Er is a world-famous 'dancing fairy' fairy in the dance, how can she not even be able to dance in the sky, this is impossible. Yun Pujia said with thorns in every sentence, word by word, looking at the silent flower opposite, Yun Pujia became more and more proud, and her smooth chin really wanted to look up above her head.

"Naturally, it's not difficult."

As soon as Yun Pujia said this, Hua Qianyan was in a hurry, almost agreed without thinking about it, and went to the stage to prepare, Hua Qianyan took a pill of the fetal pill that Chu Jue gave her before, Hua Qianyan was ruthless, the silk and bamboo wind music played, and Hua Qianyan walked into the dance floor with the sound waves......

"Mother, do you think Yan'er can really finish jumping?" Mo Xichen, who has always been confident, sat on the dragon chair at this time, sat on the needle felt, and stared at the dance floor with a pair of phoenix eyes, dancing like an elf, and passed on the message to Mo Huanlian.

Mo Huanlian glanced at her ice cube son and quipped: "You kid, usually sullen, now you know that you are in a hurry." ”

"Mother, that's your grandson." Mo Xichen glanced at Mo Huanlian fiercely.

"Hey, I'm also worried, but if this matter is not solved today, we can only watch, if Yan'er does not accept Yun Pujia's challenge and becomes a turtle with a shrunken head, I am afraid that your husband and wife will not have a good time in the future, I hope the ancestors will bless you." Mo Huanlian's voice was full of helplessness, and she looked at the gorgeous flowers on the stage-

Yan'er, you will definitely do it.

Finally, at the end of the song, Hua Qianyan endured the slight pain in her lower abdomen, stepped on the last scale, walked to the center of the stage, and saluted, "I don't know if Your Majesty, Queen Mother, can you be satisfied." ”

"The queen has worked hard, come and sit." Mo Xichen beckoned to Hua Qianyan and motioned for Hua Qianyan to come over and rest.

Looking at the obsessed appearance of the civil and military people of the Manchu Dynasty, Yun Pujia glared at the flowers and gritted her silver teeth, "Brother Chen, I don't accept it!" ”

"Losing is losing, winning is winning, what are you dissatisfied!" Before Mo Xichen could answer, Mo Huanlian's cold voice had already sounded, "Yun Pujia, you are the granddaughter of the Great Elder, the Mourning Family gives the Great Elder a face, don't worry about you, if you stir up here, my son's wedding, then the Mourning family is not welcome." ”

"Two wins in three games, if Miss Hua Er can win two games against Miss Ben, Pu Jia will naturally be convinced." Yun Pujia is still unrelenting, her husband must not give it to others!

"Then Miss Yun, please ask the question." Hua Tianyan stood up and said politely.

"Chess ......"

After playing three games of chess, Yun Pujia lost all the games.

"Miss Yun, two wins in three games, this palace has won two games, the victory and defeat have been divided, there is no need to compare." Hua Qianyan's face has turned white, one dance, three games of chess, plus the fatigue of the day, she is almost unable to support it.

"Miss Huaer, you must have a beginning and an end to be a man, since you are already sure to win, why bother with a mere match." Hua Qianyan's face was pale, Yun Pujia, who was closest to Hua Qianyan, could naturally see it clearly, although Yun Pujia didn't know that Hua Qianyan would be like this, but she knew that she would win the next game, even if she only won one game, she could have driven the woman in front of her brother Yechen away for an early reason......

Of course, if Hua Qianyan is tired to death on stage, she will be more trouble-free.

"Yun Pujia, do you still have a conscience!" A silver bell-like female voice came, and everyone only saw a flash of blue figure, and the next moment, there was already one more person beside Hua Qianyan, it was Nan Lingyun, others were afraid of Yun Pujia's identity, Nan Lingyun didn't care so much, pointed to the tip of Yun Pujia's nose and asked, "Don't you see Yan Er's physical strength?" You are still aggressive, a good saintess of the heavenly clan, a small competition, you have to get a life, this palace can be regarded as seeing the broad mind of the saint. ”

"Queen Nan, this is a matter of my Heavenly Clan, it seems that it has nothing to do with you." Yun Pujia looked at Nan Lingyun who suddenly appeared, her eyes were full of disdain, anyway, she was determined to kill Hua Tianyan, and she would not die!

"Yan'er is a sworn sister in this palace, naturally they live and die together, Yan'er and this palace are not only related, but Miss Yun, you are so vicious, are you really the holy daughter of the Heavenly Clan?!" Nan Lingyun leaned on the crumbling flower, scolded loudly, and in a word, the hall was full of gasp.

Queen Nan's courage is so big!

Dare to talk to the Holy Maiden of the Celestial Clan!

Celestial Clan, what kind of existence, god-like existence, legend, the Celestial Clan has a generation of elders who can destroy a city in an instant with the power of one person, not to mention the Holy Maiden of the Celestial Clan, a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years, there may not be a saint, and the power of the Saintess can be seen.

It is precisely because of this that Yun Pujia is so arrogant, and the people present, except for Mo Xichen and Mo Huanlian's mother and son to help Hua Tianyan speak, no one has dared to uphold justice for Hua Qianyan, and the power of the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Clan, everyone has to be afraid of a little.

"You-"

Nan Lingyun's words directly blocked Yun Pujia speechless, for the rest of her life, Yun Pujia has been staring at the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Clan, growing up with a bright aura, and being loved by thousands of people of the Heavenly Clan, up and down the clan, except for Mo Xichen who is cold to her, who sees her is not flattering, not stammering, she, a rare holy woman, is suspected of identity, this is the first time in the world.

"Sister Ling, you don't have to be like this," Hua Tianyan grabbed Nan Lingyun's hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "I competed with Miss Yun, I won, I am naturally Chen's rightful wife, didn't Miss Yun also promise in front of everyone, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Clan, it doesn't matter if she can't speak." ”

"Silly girl, you will believe whatever others say!" Nan Lingyun scolded with hatred that iron is not steel, looking at the pale face, her eyes were full of distress.

"Miss Yun, let's continue, if I win you again, you won't be able to have any entanglement with Xichen again." Hua Tianyan looked at Yun Pujia's deep gaze with a pair of bright eyes, as if she was about to see through Yun Pujia, and saw that Yun Pujia's heart trembled, this kind of look seemed familiar.

Hua Qianyan did not have the name of the Heavenly Clan's holy daughter, she only had a bad reputation, and even more, she was born with the reputation of "Disaster Water", for more than ten years, she had lived with an unreal mask for more than ten years, and she was still unaware.

She longs for the light, she longs for integrity, she wants to live in the sun, accept the sun's rays, she is frank, she is willful, she does her own thing, she is arrogant, she lives, just for the freedom that she does not dare to hope for, she has no ambitions, she just wants to live a life of carefree with her beloved, and wait for death to live a happy life.

She doesn't seek glory and wealth, she doesn't admire the high and subservient of being subservient, she doesn't want to stand at the top for a lifetime, she just wants to live an ordinary happy and fulfilling voice, and be happy for a lifetime.

But falling in love with Mo Xichen, her life is destined to be extraordinary, Miss Hua Er told herself that as long as she can stay with the person she likes for a lifetime, Miss Hua Er is very easy to be satisfied, and the reality always doesn't give her a chance, when she looks ordinary and ugly, she thinks that she is happy, she can marry someone she likes, and she has parents and brothers and sisters who love her, however, the reality is always so ruthless, even if it is an ugly face, she still enters the palace.

After a lot of hard work, she has opened up a bright road for herself, she can't give up, no matter what the future holds, Hua Qianyan only knows, she can only move forward and not retreat, and if she takes a step back, it is the abyss.

"Okay, the third competition, piano skills, mountains and rivers."

"Drizzle, bring me my harp." Hua Qian gestured for Drizzle to get her piano.

"Drizzle, bring me my harp and give it to the queen." Mo Xichen said that his eyes were full of trust when he looked at Hua Tianyan, and he believed that his little girl would win the competition and be his upright wife and the queen of the world.

"Yes." Drizzle was overjoyed in her heart, and she said yes and retreated.

At this time, Yun Pujia's maid had already taken Yun Pujia's piano and put it on the table in front of Yun Pujia.

There was not much time, and the drizzle hurriedly ran over with Mo Xichen's Fu Xiqin in his arms, and there was still fine sweat on his forehead, and he didn't have time to wipe it, so he took the piano out of the case and put it in front of Hua Qianyan upright.

"Zheng~" gently plucked the strings with his slender hand, and the sound quality was pure and thick, worthy of the ancient Fuxi qin.

And Yun Pujia's green Qiqin is also a peerless good qin, but it is slightly inferior to Fuxiqin.

"Miss Yun, let's start together." Hua Qianyan is really too lazy to waste time in front of this woman Yun Pujia, she still has confidence in her piano skills.

"Three, two, one, start."

With a bang, a "Zheng" sound, the sound of Yun Pujia's piano sounded, the two played the piano together, obviously the person who played the piano first had a better chance of winning, and Hua Qianyan just quietly looked at the piano in front of her, this piano, although she had not played it, but it was this Fuxi qin, which gave her countless good memories......

Looking up at the handsome man sitting on the dragon chair, Mo Xichen's eyes collided with the eyes of the flowers, and the four eyes were facing each other-

A thousand words, it is better to look at the love.

And the sound of the piano on the other side of the cloud is already in a good state, like the cry of a lark that breaks through the darkness before dawn, as if it has just passed through the barrier of thousands of mountains and rivers and finally converges into a jumping note, with the pride of breaking through the resistance.

The corners of Yun Pujia's beautiful mouth also raised an arrogant arc, her piano sound has entered a good state, and the flower pleasing qin does not even have a scale, which is more important and which is more important, it is already clear......