Chapter 30: The Golden Lotus Dance

"Accurate!" Emperor Yuan Xuan nodded and agreed.

After the emperor nodded, the father-in-law walked to the end with the jar, and asked the people over there to draw it first, and only after a cup of tea did they come to the front.

Now on the entire field, only Wan Yuan, Helian Hao, Helian Cheng, and themselves have not drawn lots.

The father-in-law walked to Helian Hao with the jar first, Helian Hao reached out and grabbed one, opened the note and glanced at it, and put it aside.

Ye Qinglan looked at the two lonely notes in the jar and couldn't help but smile.

This last note is probably touched by Wan Yuan.

Although everyone had smoked it, the sharp-eyed Ye Qinglan still found that the color of the paper strip in the jar was a little different from others, and the color was slightly darker.

With so many notes just put together, these four must be very eye-catching.

Those people must know that this was arranged by Wan Yuan in order to make her ugly, and left these four sheets, one of them is that she doesn't want to offend Wan Yuan, so the other is that she must want to sit and watch a good show.

Ye Qinglan didn't expect that this Wan Yuan would dare to do it under the nose of Banzai.

There are still two cards left in the tank, no matter who she draws with, Wan Yuan has a plan to make her ugly.

If she follows the prince, she makes him lose face, and it is estimated that the prince will dislike her even more.

If she is in a group with Helian Cheng, it will be a shame with Helian Cheng, and the saint will be extremely disappointed in her, and in the future, it will be easier for Helian Hao to withdraw from the marriage.

She played really well with this abacus!

Ye Qinglan's bright eyes, with a sneer, glanced at Wan Yuan.

I chose one at random from the jar, didn't open it immediately, and picked up my wine glass and took a sip lightly.

The little father-in-law walked to Wan Yuan with the jar, and Wan Yuan's hand reached in.

But the moment she reached into the tank, Ye Qinglan glanced at her and seemed to be holding something in her hand.

Instantly understood.

Wan Yuan wanted her to be embarrassed with Helian City, and she wanted to avenge the humiliation of Helian City Inn.

"Your Majesty, the grouping has been divided, and the performance can begin!" Wan Yuan bowed.

Emperor Yuan Xuan just nodded, and Wan Yuan ordered someone to quickly write down the grouping list and hand it to Emperor Yuan Xuan.

Emperor Yuan Xuan glanced at it, and then seemed to see something, frowned, glanced at Ye Qinglan, and didn't say anything.

The performances came in groups, nothing more than some singing, playing the piano, dancing and composing poems.

Helian Hao just looked at these lightly, he glanced at Wan Yuan, and stretched out his hand, "Give me your note!" ”

"Yes!" Ye Qinglan didn't know what he was going to do, so he handed it to him obediently.

Helian Hao looked ahead, just in time to collide with Helian Cheng's gaze.

Helian Cheng's gaze kept wandering on Ye Qinglan's table, Helian Hao looked at him, and he didn't look uncomfortable.

"Golden Lotus Dance? Wan Yuan, she actually ......" Helian Hao's voice instantly became low, as if he was a little angry.

It's not that he doesn't know some of Wan Yuan's small actions, but he's just too lazy to care.

But tonight...... She actually designed Ye Qinglan to dance the Golden Lotus Dance.

Golden Lotus Dance?

There is still a golden lotus dance in this world?

(Note: This is from ancient books, Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, has a favorite concubine, good at dancing the golden lotus dance, and legend has it that she dances like a lotus Lingbo.) )

"What's wrong with the Golden Lotus Dance?" Ye Qinglan said.

"The Golden Lotus Dance is the best in the dance, if it is not practiced from a young age. It is impossible to complete it, and there are less than ten people in the Muka Continent who can dance this dance so far. When Helian Hao said this, his eyes suddenly became a little sharp, and he shot straight at Wan Yuan.