The emperor did it, and the ceremonial official announced that the ceremony had officially begun.

Since then, Wei Xueying has enjoyed a series of traditional songs and dances in Northern Chu, and most of the palace people are performing large programs, and the emperor shows joy from time to time, and is very satisfied with these magnificent arrangements.

After two programs in a row, the princesses presented their own unique skills.

In this era of lack of entertainment, there are not many wonderful programs to speak of, so knowing some singing and dancing is a very prominent talent, Wei Xueying has seen a lot of wonderful performances, on pomp, on stage effects, they are more interesting than these, she looked at it, bored to sleep.

The performance order of the show is coordinated by the princes, so Wei Xueying doesn't need to pay attention, and when the time comes, she will naturally be called.

Working with Chu Ling, Wei Xueying didn't have much pressure at all, but it was just a night of preparation, she didn't expect that she could have much tacit understanding with Chu Ling, as long as he didn't make trouble.

The emperor must be very happy today, many children and grandchildren gathered together to celebrate his birthday, and he sent the show so intimately, he was as pale as Chu Yi with a smile on his face, which did not match his usual grim image.

Wei Xueying was bored, she wanted to lie on the table and fall asleep, but she didn't want to be chewed because of this.

There may be quite a few people who like to be talked about, but she doesn't want to be the protagonist of gossip.

She looked left and right, Chu Ling told her a lot of the appearance characteristics of the princess and princess, so she silently looked at it in her heart and began to sit down.

Suddenly, Wei Xueying noticed a person dressed in snow-white, who was sitting in the crowd, looking so abrupt.

The man in white sat in the minister's seat, his face was cold, his coldness was not like Chu Ling's arrogance and Hua Zili's arrogance, but a real coldness, arrogance, like a thousand years of ice, there will never be a moment to melt.

He was tall, no more than twenty or thirty years old, his temples were gray, his long hair was pulled up from them, and he was pinned behind his head with a simple hosta, his appearance was a little European, his eyelids were deeply sunken, and his lips were a little weirdly red.

In the crowd, his presence was so out of place.

He is completely opposite to Chu Ling, no matter where Chu Ling is placed, he can harmoniously integrate with his surroundings, but he still maintains the arrogance of standing out from the crowd, he does not eat the food in front of him, and his eyes do not look at the bewitching dancing girl, he just lowers his eyes, as if he is thinking about something.

Wei Xueying is so strange, who is he?

As if sensing Wei Xueying's gaze, the man raised his eyes faintly and glanced at Wei Xueying.

Just a glance made Wei Xueying feel a chill on her back.

His eyes were cold and empty, and he looked at her as if he were looking at a corpse, without a trace of warmth or any emotion.

Such a look made Wei Xueying very uncomfortable, but she would not be afraid of other people's eyes, on the contrary, she looked at it brightly.

He also stared at him tightly, but at a distance of about ten meters, Wei Xueying suddenly found a trace of pity in his eyes.

He hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly, even though the weather was so warm, Wei Xueying felt chills all over his body.

Seeing that the show was about to end at this time, and it was about to be Chu Ling and Wei Xueying's turn, Chu Ling held Wei Xueying's fingertips and said, "Concubine Ai, it's our turn." ”

But she didn't react, and Chu Ling saw that she was looking at another man.

"His name is Qianchen, and he is the national teacher of Northern Chu." Chu Ling said: "If Concubine Ai is interested in him, this king can have a lot of gossip for you." ”

Chu Ling and Wei Xueying have been together for three months, and they have also learned a few interesting modern words, gossip is one of them.

"National teacher?"

"Yes, for hundreds of years in Northern Chu, every dynasty and generation has had a national teacher."

Wei Xueying was interested: "So, the national teacher has divine power? ”

"That's nature, people who can become national teachers must be rare geniuses in a century, they are familiar with astronomy, geography, the past and the present, and can predict the future." Chu Ling said lazily that his concubine would always be interested in some strange people, and he knew that.

Seeing that Chu Ling was also looking at herself, Qianchen didn't turn her head and stopped looking at them.

However, Chu Ling and Wei Xueying still looked at him so directly, their eyes were still unscrupulous.

Wei Xueying felt that this Qianchen was interesting, but she didn't expect that there were such wonderful people in Beichu, and she really wanted to know if she really had the ability to go to Qianchen, or if she would only pretend to be a ghost.

She has never been a person who believes in ghosts and gods, but the fact that she crossed because of the fall of the elevator is so real that she can't explain it.

"Okay, okay, another day, the king will make an appointment for you, it's time to get ready to go on stage, my father's birthday banquet is much more important than watching beautiful men." Chu Ling urged.

Wei Xueying nodded and followed Chu Ling to get the props needed for the performance.

*

On the red carpet of the stage, Princess Yu, who had performed before, had stepped down from the stage, and everyone was still waiting for the next show.

Princess Ling doesn't know how to be talented, this is a well-known thing, except for the Thai princess who is silently worried about Wei Xueying, other people are more in a lively mood.

Everyone wants to see what kind of show Chu Ling and Wei Xueying can put out to earn some face.

Soon, Chu Ling appeared, and the palace people carried a jade carved zither up, and the whole piece of white jade was carved, the white jade was pure and flawless, plain and pure white.

Chu Ling is still dressed in purple, but compared with the luxurious materials on weekdays, the materials he picked today are softer, covered with a layer of tulle, the spring breeze blows, the clothes fly, coupled with Chu Ling's handsome and evil face, the long ink-colored hair flies in the wind, and he almost wants to ride the wind away.

Wei Xueying then came to the stage, she went to change into a bright yellow dress, the material was the same as Chu Ling, the two of them were purple and yellow, the contrast between the two colors, but it produced a wonderful visual effect, very bright.

As soon as she saw Wei Xueying on stage, someone immediately whispered applause, and then Wei Xueying's ears heard that they were all buzzing, like flies.

She wouldn't stick to such a small section, so she turned around and reported the curtain: "Your Majesty, Xue Ying is not talented, the other princesses are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Xue Ying is a shallow learner, so she will not make an axe in front of your sisters, today, I will perform a program called: Eighteen kinds of martial arts, proficient in everything!" ”

Her voice was clear and sonorous, and when the emperor heard it, his eyes lit up.

Everyone was dumbfounded, what kind of show is this?

Yu Fengcheng had already prepared the props, so he threw the spear in his hand.

Wei Xueying stretched out her hand to catch it, Chu Ling's piano sounded eagerly, dull and thick, the spear has been an offensive weapon on the battlefield since ancient times, infantry fights, and uses contradictions, Chu Ling's piano sound is sad, imitating the rhythm of war drums one after another.

The spear was nearly three meters, but it was as flexible as a long dragon in Wei Xueying's hand, and the thick spear, which was much taller than his height, was as ordinary as chopsticks, with Chu Ling's piano sound, attacking, stabbing, every movement was simple and concise, but it did not lose its strength.