"Zhao Mengtong, the daughter of Zhao Yan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites." The first person to be called was Zhao Mengtong.

"Zhao Mengtong, the daughter of Zhao Yi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, asked the emperor and Concubine Li to say goodbye." Zhao Mengtong walked slowly to the center of the hall with lotus steps, neither humble nor arrogant. And Zhao Yi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, did not have too much to worry about, and the official position and power of the Zhao family should not be within the scope of the emperor's consideration.

Zhao Mengtong walked to the wooden board, the wooden cards were delicate and beautiful, and she turned over the last piece of the second line without hesitation. It reads "Playing the Jade Flute".

"The courtiers are ugly." Zhao Mengtong took the jade Xiao presented by the palace maid, slowly closed his eyes, and began to play.

The sound of Xiao poured down in the hall, Zhao Mengtong did not choose a festive song because this was a birthday banquet, the light sound of Xiao made people feel as if they were in the middle of the mountains and rivers, washing away the filth of body and mind, leaving only Qingning.

Suddenly, another song Xiao Sheng joined in, intertwined with Zhao Mengtong's Xiao Sheng, light and harmonious, a little less cold and more warm. The song came to an end, leaving a lingering sound on the vast hall that could not be waved away for a long time.

"Miss, please forgive me, because I was fascinated by the listening, I couldn't help but start playing in the ensemble, and I was offended." Yin Ci bowed slightly, there was not much apology in his eyes, more appreciation and joy.

"How can it be, the mountains and rivers are high and the rivers are hard to find, and it is the honor of the courtiers to play with the three princes today." Zhao Mengtong smiled sincerely, his eyes were shining, and his cheeks were a little crimson because of shyness.

In the eyes of the emperor, Zhao Mengtong is delicate and cheerful, Yin Ci is casual and chic, and the two are compatible. Concubine Li is also happy to be fulfilled, Zhao Mengtong's family background can only be regarded as ordinary, his father Zhao Yan is not very powerful, and there is not much possibility of promotion, if he is the son of the third prince, he will not pose any threat to his son, and he will not be rumored to treat the three princes harshly.

Shen Qingyan looked at Zhao Mengtong who couldn't hide his smile, and smiled softly at him, with blessings and envy in his heart, in such a cold and fortunate emperor's family, walking on thin ice, he could still win the heart of one person, and how rare it was to be separated from each other, and how envious he was of the simple and comfortable life of the two in the future.

The performances of the daughters after that can only be said to be mediocre and did not leave much impression. One of them was a daughter who drew "playing the guzheng", but before he thought that the strings of the guzheng were broken halfway through the song, he quickly knelt down to apologize, and was about to burrow into the ground in shame. There is also a daughter who drew "calligraphy" and wrote a "Bird Spirit Fu" with both hands, the handwriting is beautiful and clear, it is very amazing, but it is a pity that his father is only a Shaoqing of Weiwei Temple, and he is very old, and it is obviously unlikely to be pointed out as a marriage.

Now only Shen Qingyan and Shen Wanyan have not yet performed, and there are still two wooden cards on the board, one is the third piece of the first row, and the other is the first piece of the second row. In the previous life, Shen Qingyan chose the third block of the first line, and the mark was "singing", and the beautiful singing left a very amazing impression on everyone present at that time, while Shen Wanyan chose "poetry", which was mediocre.

"Shen Qingyan, the daughter of Prime Minister Shen Mingwei."

"The courtiers greet the emperor and Concubine Li." Shen Qingyan lightly asked for peace, and walked straight to the wooden plank, without looking at the emperor and Concubine Li.

Shen Qingyan's hand stretched out towards the wooden card in the second row, she didn't want to attract much attention, not to mention, of course, the opportunity to express herself should be reserved for her dear sister, after all, her sister is incomplete.

However, the moment he turned over the wooden card, Shen Qingyan was stunned in place. The wooden sign is written with the fragrance of cinnabar, how can this be, why is it different from the previous life? The surprise was only for a moment, Shen Qingyan quickly sorted out his expression, showed the sign to the people present, and walked to the center of the hall.

Shen Qingyan's mother was famous for her dance, although her mother has passed away, Shen Qingyan is still diligent in learning dance, as if she can have something in common with her mother, as if this is like her mother has always been by her side, so for Shen Qingyan, dance is what she is best at.

The music flowed from the musician's fingertips, Shen Qingyan slowly raised his hand, the rosy red sleeves slid down the arm, revealing a white and tender arm, the ink hair hanging down to the hips was pitch black and smooth, with the swing in the air, black and white formed a sharp contrast, stimulating people's vision, the soft limbs were like weak willows supporting the wind, the slender waist was grasped, and the delicate posture attracted the eyes of everyone present.

Yin Yuan looked at Shen Qingyan's dancing figure, it was undeniable that he was attracted to her, whether it was her charming appearance, cold personality, or beautiful dancing, it made him have the desire to possess her, let her put down her body and beg for mercy, so that she could only belong to herself.

Shen Qingchen looked at his outstanding sister, there was no lack of pride and pride in his heart, and he also understood the meaning of dance to his sister, and he was a little more distressed and spoiled. This person he spoils with his heart, only another person who can spoil her with his heart is worthy of her, his sister, can only be happy.

Shen Wanyan looked at Shen Qingyan with a cold face, all she had in her heart was resentment and jealousy, the dissatisfaction accumulated since she was a child had already reached its peak, driving her, making her eager to cut Shen Qingyan with a thousand knives, and cut that foxy face with a knife little by little, making her life worse than death.

The emperor and Concubine Li only felt very satisfied when they looked at Shen Qingyan, this was the candidate they had already decided in their hearts, they originally just valued his mother's family, but they didn't expect Shen Qingyan to give them such a big surprise. Concubine Li looked at Shen Qingyan, the corners of her lips painted with pale red rouge cream curled slightly, if she was such a beauty, she was worthy of her son.

The music is soft with a little sorrow, Shen Qingyan spins and jumps, she wants to forget the hatred in her heart, wants to return to the original stable state of mind, but she can't anymore, at this time, she only has hatred in her heart, and the sorrow in her heart makes her dance more poignant, dazzling, and extraordinary.

At the end of the song, Shen Qingyan ended the dance with a bent waist, and the people in the hall began to applaud unconsciously. Shen Qingyan still replied lightly, and was about to return to his seat, but was interrupted by a sudden cheer.

"My sister danced so well! My sister dances so beautifully! The crowd looked towards the source of the sound and saw a figure standing by the door for a long time.

The man was wearing a prince's exclusive dark silk dress, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the bridge of the nose was high, the thin lips that were grinning happily at this time were slightly light, the skin was covered with honey, the figure was straight, lean but not thin, with a high bun, half of the hair was scattered, lining the whole person noble and indifferent, everywhere he went was an eye-catching existence, but the glowing eyes revealed a stupid atmosphere from time to time, but it was a pity that this young man, the person who came was the current prince, Yin Qi.

"Why is he here, the one who is watching!" Yin Xiao frowned very unhappily, this stupid son was his shame, and he usually felt angry even if he looked at him more, let alone on such a grand occasion.

"Sister, you are so beautiful! Can I marry you! During the emperor's questioning, Yin Qi had already run to Shen Qingyan and grabbed her wrist.

Shen Qingyan looked at the slender fingers holding his wrist, the knuckles were distinct, the nails were trimmed very neatly, even the raised blood vessels were very good-looking, the big palms wrapped around his wrists, and the temperature on his hands was attached to his skin through his clothes, and it became a little scorching. Shen Qingyan slowly raised his head, and at a glance he saw the man's eyes, as if there was an abyss in them, and the shape of the fox's eyes was like a pitch-black pupil staring at people who wanted to escape. As the saying goes, peach blossom eyes hook people, fox eyes hook souls, Shen Qingyan felt that his cheeks were already hot.

"Presumptuous! You son of a, don't let go of your hands! The emperor was so angry that he couldn't wait to come down and slap Yin Qi.

Suddenly, Shen Qingyan felt the weight on his hands disappear. Turning his head, he didn't know when Yin Yuan came over.

"I hope the prince is self-respecting." Yin Yuan tore Yin Qi's hand off, and only he and Yin Qi knew how much force he used.

Yin Qi pouted, glanced at Yin Qi very resentfully, didn't speak, just leaned towards Shen Qingyan's side. Shen Qingyan looked at the childlike Yin Qi, unconsciously bent the corners of his mouth, wanted to touch his head, and stretched his hand into the air and withdrew his hand in a very stiff posture.

In the end, it was Shen Qingchen who ended this somewhat embarrassing situation.

"The two princes are holding hands, is it because the sister's dance is not fun enough, and she wants to dance for everyone again?" Shen Qingchen walked to Shen Qingyan's side with a smile, pushed Shen Qingyan back to his seat without a trace, and handed the apple in his hand to the prince.

Yin Qi looked at the apple in his hand and threw the unpleasantness just now, and hurriedly hugged the apple and gnawed it, even if he didn't care about the appearance, he was still good-looking, and his gestures were extravagant, which was pleasing to the eye.

"Send this son back to the womb." Yin Xiao held his forehead with one hand, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, impatiently trying to drive Yin Qi out of his sight. Concubine Li on the side also had a cold face, very disgusted by what Yin Qi had done just now, and even blamed Shen Qingyan for not escaping in time just now.

Shen Qingyan sat in his seat, and faintly heard some obscenities such as "frivolous" and "red-faced trouble" behind him, and he didn't take it to heart, but just looked at Yin Qi's back as he munched on an apple and left with the palace people thoughtfully. This is completely different from the prince she imagined, not only is it not disgusting, but it is a bit ...... Lovely? I guess that's what I can say.

This episode ended quickly, and the selection of the prince's concubine continued, leaving only Shen Wanyan to perform at this time.

"Shen Wanyan, the daughter of Prime Minister Shen Mingwei."

"Shen Wanyan, the daughter of Prime Minister Shen Mingwei, said hello to the emperor and Concubine Li, and wished the emperor and Concubine Li all the blessings and peace." Shen Wanyan greeted with a smile and walked to the wooden plank, she was very happy about what had just happened between Shen Qingyan and the crown prince, however, when she turned over the last remaining wooden card, the smile froze directly on her face.