Mo Lan's words undoubtedly gave Gu Nianxi a huge embarrassment.

Since she was a child, she has always been the proud daughter of the sky, and she has always grown up under the admiration and praise of others, and at this moment, for the first time in her life, there was frustration and shame.

She clenched her fists, but trembled uncontrollably.

She didn't dare to look at the eyes of the people around her, she could imagine the mockery in those eyes.

She is the emperor's own "No. 1 Dance in the World", but now, everyone here, including herself, understands that the title of "No. 1 Dance in the World" no longer belongs to her! It was the woman named Shu Molan who snatched it, and brutally forced her to admit it herself!

The resentment, hatred, and jealousy in the heart were like poisonous juice melted into the blood, and quickly swam among the limbs and bones.

At this time, Mo Lan suddenly changed the topic, and smiled lazily at the three bachelors: "Should the three adults determine the list of candidates for the first round of competition?" ”

"Yes, yes......" The third bachelor reacted and immediately returned to his seat to discuss.

The crowd gradually dispersed, Mo Lan looked at Gu Nianxi's somewhat dazed face, and suddenly stepped forward to her ear and whispered: "I can't stand it now, so how will you bear it next?" ”

Gu Nianxi was stunned, bit his lip and glanced at Mo Lan very resentfully, and then turned to leave.

Mo Lan squinted faintly, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man in a navy blue robe looking at her with a deep face, and his deep and depressed eyes were a little strange.

Looking at the aqua blue that was far away, Mo Blue pursed his lips and walked in the opposite direction indifferently.

Today, I have made a lot of enemies!

Back at the seat, Zheng'er was very excited to surround her and chatter, and at the end, she asked curiously: "Princess, you seem to hate Miss Gu very much?" ”

"Is there one?" Mo Lan innocently spread his hands.

Zheng'er glared: "It's obviously good!" ”

Mo Lan smiled, didn't answer, and turned her head to see Si Yunyin's slightly inquiring eyes fall on her. She raised her eyebrows, and the look of doubt was self-evident.

"How much else are you hiding?" Si Yunyin spoke lightly, his tone was calm, and he was a little less cold.

"What does the prince want to know?" Mo Lan winked wickedly, "Then you need to take some time to get to know me." ”

Si Yunyin's expression moved slightly, and a trace of waves flashed in his calm eyes, like the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the surface of the river, sparkling.

Mo Lan lowered his gaze, saw the glazed bizi still in his hand, and suddenly approached him and squeezed his eyebrows meaningfully: "The prince seems to have hidden a lot of unknown skills." ”

The white jade-like fingers gently caressed the jade flute in his hand, and the corners of Si Yunyin's mouth rippled with an imperceptible arc: "Perhaps, you also need to take a little more time to get to know this king." ”

The white clothes are better than the snow, and the whispers seem to be murmuring.

On that snowy afternoon, that handsome man inexplicably cast a round of silhouettes in Mo Lan's heart.