The emperor's birthday banquet was held as scheduled. On the morning of the celebrations, the palace was busy with everyone making final preparations for the birthday.

Wanjun seemed a little nervous, he put on makeup and dance clothes with the palace maids, the only difference was that his dance clothes were red, while the palace maids' clothes were white.

He needs to put on his own makeup, which is already familiar to him, whether it is rouge or eyebrows, he is thousands of times stronger than those palace maids. He couldn't laugh at all as he watched their hands flutter awkwardly across his face, as he would have flipped back with a smile he normally had.

"Sister, I'm so nervous!"

The little palace maid who was putting on makeup said to her sister who was sitting next to her.

"Don't be afraid, just treat this as your usual practice!"

The elder sister said to the younger sister.

Wanjun heard their conversation clearly, and every word made his heart skip a beat.

"What's wrong with me, my eyelids keep jumping?"

Wanjun looked at herself in the mirror and put on her makeup, and waited to leave for the venue. He was uneasy in his heart, he didn't know whether he was worried that he would not be able to dance, or he was afraid that something would happen, in short, he couldn't calm his mood.

Li Shanggong walked in at some time, and he stood behind Wanjun. The bronze mirror distorted her appearance and turned her face yellow.

"Wanjun, success or failure is here!"

Li Shanggong seemed to realize that his appearance in the mirror was not good-looking, so he walked to the side very familiarly.

"My lord, my eyelids have been jumping since I woke up this morning, and I always have a hunch that something will happen!"

Wanjun looked up at Li Shanggong. It turned out that he hated Li Shanggong the most, and felt that she was the most hated person in this Shanggong Bureau, but the more he went to the back, the more he found that Li Shanggong was his trustworthy person at a critical moment.

"Wanjun, when I was your age, I was also worried and scared about many things, but what we need to do is to dance well, you just need to dance well for a while!"

Li Shanggong looked at Wanjun and said.

She was also worried that something would go wrong with the banquet later, because whenever there was such a large event in the palace, something would always happen. Her worries are not exaggerated at all, and Zuo Chunqiu by her side is enough for her to be afraid.

"Wanjun, don't be afraid, let life melt into your soul and dance the story into the dance, that's what you need to worry about."

Li Shanggong said something that Wanjun didn't understand very well, but Li Shanggong was so attentive to him, maybe she really wanted the Shanggong Bureau to appear in people's field of vision again.

Yes, Wanjun is right, Li Shanggong really wants to use Du Wanjun to push the Shanggong Bureau to a new height, but she wants to use Du Wanjun to make herself have a place in the palace.

"Li Shanggong, don't worry, I will definitely dance this dance well, no matter what, we have been preparing for so long, we will definitely finish this dance!"

Wanjun's firm eyes and confident words undoubtedly gave Li Shanggong a shot in the arm, and Li Shanggong's enlightenment to Wanjun also made him leave all distractions behind and dance this dance well.

When they were ready, they walked to the main banquet hall.

The breeze is blowing, and a court game has just begun. Every little palace maid has a touch of stubbornness and sadness on their faces, and they want to complete a self-baptism and growth on such an important occasion.

The high red walls cut them off from the outside world, and the splendid palaces welcomed young and beautiful boys and girls one after another, and buried the dreams of countless boys and girls one after another.

Flashy and dreamy, Wanjun and the palace maids behind him were about to arrive at the venue and start the dance they had been preparing for a month.

The emperor sat on a high platform, and Gonggong Wei stood beside him.

"Your Majesty, do you know how to do it?"

Gonggong Wei raised the dust, leaned over, and asked softly in the emperor's ear.

"Grandpa Wei, I know how to do it!"

Although the emperor's head was covered by a canopy, the sunlight still illuminated the lower half of the umbrella.

"Your Majesty, can you start?"

Grandpa Wei asked.

"Let's get started!"

The emperor said impatiently.

Gonggong Wei gestured to the little eunuch standing behind, and the little eunuch immediately ran down and told the people below the information that the performance had begun.

There are three performances for the Emperor's birthday today. The first program is called All Nations Come to Congratulate, the second program is called Heaven and Earth, and this third program is Du Wanjun's dance - Lanling King's Entrance Song!

Towards the end of the second show, Wanjun took out a mask and put it on her face. The moment the mask was placed on his face, he felt his body twitch involuntarily. This feeling is amazing, I can't tell what it feels like, but he knows that he is the King of Lanling, the soul of this dance.

While he put on the mask to look at the others, the little palace maids also picked up the mask and put it on their faces. Their masks are silver, only his is golden.

The golden mask soon glittered in the silver mask. This is the King of Lanling, the King of Lanling under the golden mask.

After the music in the arena stopped, Silver Mask walked in in a line. They found their places and stood up, waiting for the moment when the music played.

King Lanling's entry song sounded, and the little palace maids raised their water sleeves and stood still, and then Wanjun ran out from the backfield with broken steps.

He stood in the middle of the silver mask, and the sun seemed to give face, shining the gold even more brightly.

The music of King Lanling's entry song resounded in every corner of the palace, and as soon as Chunqiu heard the music, he knew that Wanjun must have heard this music in a certain corner.

"Zuo Chunqiu, when you go in later, you must stand behind me, no matter what you see, you can't act rashly. You must know that the lives of all the people in the Shanggong Bureau are in your hands. ”

Li Shanggong looked at Zuo Chunqiu, who was dressed in eunuch clothes, and told him again.

"My lord, don't worry, I won't move around at will, let alone do anything out of the ordinary, so don't worry!"

Chunqiu looked at Li Shanggong's eyes and said. He hoped that she would believe her, although he would see Wanjun later, but he had to restrain himself and not let the people of the Shang Palace Bureau be implicated.

"Okay, then you can follow me in and watch the show!"

After Li Shanggong finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the venue, and Zuo Chunqiu also followed.

As soon as he entered the venue, the music of the Lanling King's entry song filled the ears of the Spring and Autumn Period. After walking for a while, we arrived at the venue, the emperor and Gonggong Wei were above the stands, and there were many civil and military ministers sitting below, and of course, Lord Song was also among them.

Li Shanggong found a place to sit down, and Chunqiu also went over to stand behind her to watch the show.

Silver mask, white clothes. Golden mask, red clothes. The golden mask shines even brighter against the silver mask.

"Li Shanggong, where is Wanjun?"

Chunqiu swept the surroundings with his afterglow, and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he leaned down and asked.

"Spring and Autumn, why can't you see through it? Take a good look at this Lanling King's entry song, as long as you understand this dance, Na Du Wanjun will naturally appear! ”

Li Shanggong looked at the golden mask and said mysteriously.

"What does this mean, sir? Can you find Wanjun by watching the show? ”

Chunqiu raised his head and looked at the dance floor suspiciously, except for the Lanling kings wearing masks, there was no shadow of Wanjun.

"No, you have to watch this dance carefully, how can you see that in the end you still can't see through anything, then you will waste a piece of my kindness!"

After Li Shanggong finished speaking, he picked up the tea on the table and took a sip gently.

He thinks that Li Shanggong is fooling him, and he has been lying to him for the past few days, deceiving him in this Shanggong Bureau, and not letting him go to Wanjun.

He stared at the golden mask on the dance floor, and his mood was suddenly bad, he really wanted to tear off the hypocritical mask of Li Shanggong right now and push her down on the dance floor.

Just when he was angry, he suddenly noticed that the golden mask on the dance floor was familiar. His dance steps, his posture, are really too familiar.

"Could it be that the person under the mask is Wanjun?"

Chunqiu watched the golden mask dance to the music, and his heart also moved.

"Yes, he is Wanjun!"

Spring and Autumn were excited and ecstatic.

"My lord, the golden mask, my lord, the golden mask......"

Chunqiu shouted excitedly.

"Do you understand?"

Li Shanggong asked calmly.

"I understand, I am too familiar with the King of Lanling under the golden mask. I've seen him dance Lanling King, he hasn't changed, he dances the same as before! ”

Chunqiu was so excited that he almost cried. The golden mask didn't see the spring and autumn, he was still dancing to the music, playing the king of Lanling in his heart on the dance floor.

"My lord, what should I do?"

Chunqiu asked.

"Look!"

Li Shanggong only replied with the word "look", and then he watched the dance calmly.

"But, my lord—"

As soon as Chunqiu opened his mouth, he was beaten by Li Shanggong.

"Everything is in silence, if you see through it, you must not say it, if you say it, he will not be the king of Lanling!"

Li Shanggong looked around, she was afraid that someone would target her and Zuo Chunqiu. She was relieved when she noticed that everyone's eyes were on the flying golden mask.

"What do you mean, sir?"

Chunqiu asked anxiously.

"When they finish their performance, you go to the back to find the golden mask, don't make a noise, and don't let others see it!"

Li Shanggong said.

"Thank you, sir!"

Chunqiu whispered in Li Shanggong's ear.

"Zuo Chunqiu, you just need to watch the show quietly!"

Wanjun, who was under the golden mask, inadvertently looked at the stage, and he suddenly found a familiar figure standing behind Jin Shanggong.

He is handsome and dashing, strong and majestic. He has all the charm that a man should have, and although he wears a eunuch suit, he still can't hide his majestic spirit.

"Chunqiu, he's Chunqiu, why is he here?"

Wanjun's mind was full of spring and autumn, he couldn't concentrate on dancing, and his dance steps began to be unable to keep up.

"Wanjun, what's wrong with you? Wanjun? ”

Xie Anran saw that Wanjun's dance steps were suddenly messed up, and she felt a whispered reminder.

"Not good!"

Li Shanggong saw that Wanjun's pace had begun to fall out of rhythm even more, not only could he not keep up with the rhythm, but the whole person seemed to be a different person! ”

Just when everyone was anxious for Wanjun, what should have happened still happened, and he accidentally fell to the ground. The golden mask was thrown out a long way at once, and the music of the Lanling King's entry song continued, but everyone present was stunned.

They stared wide-eyed at Wanjun who was lying on the dance floor, and for a moment there was no sound in the room except music. Even the generals who only cared about eating and drinking stopped their wine glasses, and looked at Wanjun on the dance floor, as well as the golden mask that was thrown out a long way.