When she came back from eating with Bai Shengluo, she decisively went in the direction of the Night Palace.

To carry out this plan, it needs the help of a person, and the only place that that person, she can think of appearing, is the night palace.

There are few guards around the night palace, on the contrary, it is very quiet.

It seems that there are many masters hiding in it, twisting off the head of the intruder at any time.

Everyone said that His Royal Highness was the most mysterious place in the palace, and it seemed that this was the case.

Wen Ren Qianjie was stunned, and continued to walk forward, and the moment he looked up, he saw Ouyang Junnuo just coming out of it: "Ouyang Gongzi." ”

"A Thousand Girls?" Ouyang Junnuo wasn't much surprised, his fox-like warm eyes were full of smiles: "Is the Thousand Peerless Girl here looking for His Royal Highness the Seventh?" ”

"Nope." She raised her eyebrows: "I'm here to find Ouyang Gongzi for you." ”

"Oh?" Ouyang Junnuo's face became more and more beautiful the more he looked at it, his every move, full of wind and bones, as if the elegance and grace of the whole world were better than the mistakes in his eyes. He turned his eyes and glanced in the direction of the Night Palace, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "I said last time, I don't call the Qianjue girl the third Miss Wenren, and the Qianjue girl only calls me Ouyang." ”

Wen Renqian never twisted, and said frankly: "Ouyang, I have something to ask you." ”

What I want is not very simple, but if it is placed on this noble son who controls the wealth of Dayin, I am afraid that it can be easily done.

"We'll talk as we go." Ouyang Junnuo made a gesture of "please", which was extremely elegant.

Wen Ren Qianjie followed.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed, and the next day was time to test your talents.

All the show girls are busy, hurry up and practice their own, and the Tangli Pavilion is either the sound of silk and bamboo, or the sound of the guqin. Wen Ren Qianjue and Bai Shengluo sat boredly in the pavilion eating snacks and playing chess.

Hearing that Xue Xi came over, he first greeted Bai Shengluo politely: "White girl." ”

Bai Shengluo let out a faint "um" and didn't look up.

She didn't deliberately put on a show, but she was indifferent by nature and didn't care about the communication of courtesies.

When it came to Wenren Xuexi's eyes, it was a thorn in her eye, she couldn't help but sigh, and asked with great concern: "How is Sister Qianjue preparing?" ”

I haven't seen her practice in the past few days, so I guess there's nothing I can do.

"That's it." Wen Ren didn't raise his eyelids, and watched the chess game intently, holding a fruit from time to time.

Wenren Xuexi was completely ignored, but she was not angry, but she seemed to be relieved: "That's good, I haven't seen my sister practice in the past few days, and I go out to play all day, and my sister is very worried." ”

Worried that she didn't lose enough of her shame?

A smile tugged at the corner of Wen Ren's lips: "Don't worry, I won't disappoint my sister." With that, he dropped a piece and ate the besieged pawn.

Her slender fingers stretched out and took out the dead pieces one by one.

Bai Shengluo's tone was light, but it seemed to be appreciative: "Qianjue, you are making progress so fast." In a few days, I, the master, will not be able to get down to you. ”

Wenren Xuexi looked at the chess game, and there was a trace of vicious intent in her eyes.

Who is it for?

Thought that the eldest lady who had climbed the Bai family would dare to turn a blind eye to her? Oh, tomorrow is a talent competition, and when the time comes, someone will not be able to find it without shame!

She greeted her very gently: "The white girl and her sister are playing chess slowly, and my sister will go back to the room first." ”

In the room, the neon dress and feather coat that Zhu made for her had been delivered.

When you open the box, the clothes inside are as brilliant as the glow of the sky, slowly flowing down from your hands, soft as water, and they are the dance clothes that every dancer dreams of.

The maid who came to deliver the clothes sighed beside her: "Ah, this dress is so beautiful, if the second lady wears this, she will definitely be as beautiful as a fairy, and that waste is not as good as the second miss!" ”

The clothes were clenched tightly in his hands, and Wenren Xuexi walked up to the maid with a soft smile: "You mean, if I don't wear this clothes, I can't compare to that little slut?" ”

"Miss, I'm ......"

Syllable!

Before she finished speaking, the maid's face was shocked!

Wen Ren Xuexi shook his painful hand indifferently, and only then did he feel a little relieved in his heart: "Get out." ”

The maid was already frightened. I didn't dare to shed tears. Hearing "get out", he immediately got blessed, gritted his teeth and walked out of the room without looking back.

Wenren Xuexi tightly clutched the neon feather coat in his hand, and whispered fiercely: "What I want, no one can rob me." No one, not anyone! ”

At night, Wen Ren opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling on the bed, unable to sleep.

She hadn't slept well since she had slept well under the flower tree. I always feel uncomfortable. I have to toss until midnight every day to fall asleep.

Tomorrow is the competition, she wants to win, and she must not go wrong because of insomnia.

Pull on the covers and close your eyes.

After a while, she put it down again, her eyes opened weakly, damn it, she's going to scold, it's still not good!

Suddenly, the wind moved in the room, and the familiar cold smell lingered on the tip of the nose.

The dark color of the night is almost integrated with the night, and the black hair is three thousand, scattered on the shoulders at random, adding a bit of evil charm.

"Your Highness the Seven?" Hearing a thousand people raised their eyebrows.

When he was hesitating to get up, an angry voice from a certain highness came: "Go inside." ”

"Oh......" she moved a little into the bed, just to the point where she was moving.

Baili Su silently lifted the quilt all night, her dark clothes rose and fell, and she was lying beside her, and at the same time, a silver ticket of one hundred taels was stuffed into Wen Qianji's hand: "Shut up." ”

His voice was magnetic and he didn't say anything, just went to bed.

Wen Ren was very happy to get a hundred taels of silver tickets, and quietly guarded his half, but somehow, he felt sleepy. It didn't take long for me to fall asleep.

It's been a long time since I've had a good night's sleep, and this one I slept deeply.

Early the next morning, Bai Shengluo's voice knocked on the door: "Qianjue, get up." ”

She had just gotten up from the bed, there was no one around her, and half of it still had his body temperature, and if it weren't for the one hundred taels of silver tickets in her hand, she would almost suspect that she had a strange dream at night.

"Mama Qing has arrived, I'll wait for you outside." There was a slight helplessness in Bai Shengluo's voice. The other show girls were so excited that they couldn't sleep, but she was fine, and she couldn't get up until three o'clock in the morning.

Cen Xing Hall is the place where the banquet is held in the palace, the silk and bamboo orchestra, the high platform and the pavilion, all of which are complete.

The show girls brought the musical instruments and clothes they had prepared, and sat down with Mama Qing.

In the Cen Xing Palace, the emperor and queen have already arrived, and the princes have already sat down, waiting to see this unique talent show.

On the chair beside the emperor, Baili seemed to have just woken up at night, and his night-like eyes narrowed even more, and he took a sip of the tea handed over by the secret guard, taking up thousands of graces.

The show girls in the audience were completely stunned.

"Everyone is here, right?" The queen opened her mouth lightly and asked Mama Qing.

Mama Qing immediately replied with an extremely flattering look: "Back to the queen's mother, everyone has arrived." ”

"Hmm." The queen nodded and solemnly announced, "Let's begin." ”

The show girls stepped forward one by one to perform, some danced, some sang, and some played the piano and pipa, and there seemed to be nothing new in it.

Wen Ren Qianjue sat down, raised his hand and yawned lazily, bored by this group of people and almost fell asleep.

Until it was Bai Shengluo's turn to appear.

She didn't even change her clothes, her indifferent appearance suppressed the atmosphere of the scene, and after walking to the front desk, she just stretched her arms like the one who had heard the thousands of people that day, first stretched her arms, and then opened her hands, and turned the palms and backs of her hands to the emperor and queen on the stage, proving that there was nothing.

Then he made the same gesture to the show girl below.

The show girls' eyes widened. I don't understand what kind of pantomime this mysterious lady is playing.

Then, Bai Sheng closed his hands and put them on his forehead, like a holy girl praying, and her satin-like black hair rose up.

She opened her eyes and opened her hands.

A purple-blue phoenix butterfly flew up from her hand, followed by the second and third, forming a small and beautiful butterfly flock and flying towards the emperor and queen.

"Wow." The crowd resounded one after another, such a scene was so beautiful that the show girls couldn't take their eyes off it.

The flock of butterflies circled three times before stopping in the air, suddenly turning into a cloud of gold dust.

Thin pieces of golden light scattered, as if they were ceremonial flowers.

Bai Shengluo bowed indifferently: "It's over." He returned to his place and sat down.

Everyone was dumbfounded for a long time, and this is the end? Although it is very beautiful and ingenious, it is too simple, and Miss Bai obviously has a perfunctory attitude!

The emperor and queen also knew that she was not in good health, so she just took a formality, and casually praised it and passed.

Because, the next thing is the main role.

It's time for the smell of snow tide.

As soon as she appeared from the corner of Cen Xing Palace, she attracted everyone's attention. Many are holding their breath!

It's so beautiful!

Wenren Xuexi was dressed in a neon dress and feather coat specially sent by the Zhu family, and the whole body danced slightly, flowing like the softest cloud, which was both beautiful and did not take away the brilliance of the master. The slim waist is tied up, and it is not a hand.

The black hair was chic, and many small silver bells fell, making a small and broken sound as she walked.

In the eyes of everyone, she walked to the middle of the hall, her eyelashes lowered, and her voice was ethereal and beautiful: "The emperor, the queen, the talent that Xuexi wants to show is - palm dance." ”

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Palm Dance!

It is a dance that only exists in legends, and the dancer must be as light as a swallow, and ask a strong man to hold a gold plate in his hand, and the dancer dances in the gold plate.

The height is determined by the number of turns that rotate on one foot.

This kind of dance requires too much weight and flexibility for the dancer, and standing in the palm of the hand, the danger is too great, and if one accidentally falls, not to mention the ugliness, life is a problem.

The emperor looked down: "Have you thought about it?" ”

"Hmm. Xue Xi will not disappoint the emperor. She smiled lightly, a little more delicate than a flower.

The emperor waved his hand, found a guard to hold the gold plate, the musician was ready, the music just started, and the snow tide flew up on the ground, and landed on the gold plate.

She stood on one foot, spinning like a fly with the music, the sound of the small silver bells on her hair was extremely pleasant, and the neon clothes and feather clothes were even more beautiful.

The moment when everyone was stunned.

Wen Ren suddenly stretched out his hand and touched the things he had prepared for the talent show, and suddenly a piece was missing! If you look closely, the cartridge that was originally in the bag is gone!

Her eyes sank suddenly, and she instinctively looked in a certain direction.

Not far away, a maid slyly glanced back at her. Seeing her gaze, he was shocked, and immediately covered his pocket and withdrew from Cen Xing Palace.

A cold smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and Wen Ren retracted his gaze. She knows that maid, who is the one who smells the snow tide!

Wenren Xuexi sent someone to steal her things while she was dancing, so she had a good plan.

In this way, even if she shouted to catch the thief, what she performed above the main hall had nothing to do with her.

"What's wrong?" Bai Shengluo was not interested in palm dancing, and suddenly found that Wen Renqian's expression was wrong, so he asked.

Wen Ren Qianjue smiled with a ruffian smile on his face: "The ink brought was stolen." ”