Ye Hanyi finally understood why he had such a reaction when he saw the woman on the stage for the first time. This reaction must have come from the instinct of the dead Ye Hanyi.

As soon as Ye Ruyan finished dancing, there was a burst of applause, and even the emperor was full of praise, saying that he had danced out of the spirit of a Fengzun warrior. The queen even gave her the new tribute jade Ruyi.

For a time, she was in the limelight.

Concubine Xi also gave her the dance skirt that she has always valued the most, the dance skirt is as white as a swan feather, light as a dragonfly's wings, and it is embroidered with a good Su embroidery, embroidered with a dressing butterfly. Wearing it on the body, the dance steps are gently moved, as if there are thousands of butterflies dancing with it.

She thanked Concubine Guoxi gratefully, thinking to herself, would the concubine agree to her being Nangong Yue's wife?

Concubine Xi sneered in her heart, a little concubine actually dared to beat her son's idea. I can hold you up to the queen of heaven, and then let you fall and break your head and bleed!

Ye Ruyan naturally didn't know Concubine Xi's thoughts, and she didn't notice the hidden anger on the faces of the concubines of the family.

She looked at Nangong Yue, and said with a clear expression, do you see? What she Ye Hanyi can do, I can do better!

Her dance successfully made everyone remember her, a concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she could actually have this brilliance. This brilliance is dazzling and dazzling, almost obscuring the innate aura of all the daughters of the family.

She thought that her efforts would make Nangong Yue look at her, but Nangong Yue looked at her with a calm look, and she was not much surprised.

She couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but thinking that Ye Hanyi was dead, Xiangfu naturally wanted to find a replacement and explain to Nangong Yue, so the best candidate was her, so she was relieved.

Ye Su was naturally happy to see that this daughter, who had never been valued by him, could win a full house. When he thought of Ye Han again, there was more anger in his heart.

Just when people were still talking about dancing, Ye Mo suddenly stood up, "Feng Zunguo's singing and dancing is really extraordinary, the girl who won the first prize just now is even more shocking, and it can be seen that my handmaid is also itchy, Your Majesty, can you let my handmaid also perform on stage?"

As soon as these words came out, it set off a lot of waves, a little maidservant is actually qualified to perform in front of the palace? Isn't this a slap in the face of the wind and respecting the country?

The squire of the military department could not bear it anymore and said: "Ye Mo, don't deceive people too much! A servant girl, how can she let her stain His Majesty's eyes! You can either sit and drink obediently, or please leave by yourself, and I will not send you far!" After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and turned away.

"Is the soldier so angry that he is afraid that he can't afford to lose?" Ye Mo said coldly.

"You ......"

"Li Aiqing, don't be angry, His Royal Highness the Night King is going to perform at Chaohe, as the master, how can we let him come dryly?"

In the face of the war of words between Ye Mo, the emperor, and the squire of the military department, Ye Hanyi realized extremely sadly, how did he become the heroine?

And at this time, everyone's eyes fell on her, when she was in the art department before, she often expected to be the focus, but now this feeling is not good, like a sharp edge on her back.

Xiao Feng signaled to her, they were all waiting for her to come to the stage, what are you doing here?

In Ye Mo's opinion, she is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion after all, and her talent is naturally not bad, it is good to be able to win, and she can kill Fengzun's sharpness. It doesn't matter if she loses, after all, her current status is just a servant.

The reason why he let her take the stage had another important purpose, which was to test Nangong Yue's reaction. The fiancée is controlled by others, will Nangong Yue, who has always been a gentleman, be in a mess?

"You'd better give me a good performance, otherwise, you won't want to get the antidote tonight. Ye Mo whispered in Ye Hanyi's ear.

Thinking of the pain of bone erosion last night, Ye Han couldn't help but clench his fists and walked towards the stage firmly. If you want to see her make a fool of herself, you still dream at night!

Anyway, I'm also the backbone of the school's art department, how can it be difficult to get me when it comes to singing and dancing?

But while walking, Ye Han was stunned in her heart, what she is best at is machine dance and street dance, if she jumps out on this occasion and is not beaten to death by a stick.

Grit your teeth and sing. sang the song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" that I just wrote for the Ministry of Literature and Art not long ago, the style and lyrics are relatively retro, which should be suitable for this occasion.

By this time, she had already stepped onto the stage.

"Please prepare a zither. Ye Han said to the palace maid next to him.

In fact, the only ancient instrument she can play is the guzheng. Fortunately, I sent a literary madness before, and I learned the guzheng for a few months. Otherwise, it's over now.

What about being able to play the guitar and the piano? The point is that there are none here!

Ye Mo looked at her on the stage with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his smile cooled in an instant. Because, what he saw was a woman who was isolated by everyone, and she obviously felt isolated and ridiculed, but the woman's face maintained a stubborn smile.

Ye Mo's heart, at that moment, actually had a trace of pain, was it for her in front of her, or because of herself back then?

But obviously, it was he who pushed her into such a situation with his own hands, why did she feel unbearable.

When he saw Nangong Yue, he was also staring at the woman on the stage at this time, and the eyes were clearly sympathetic!

Ye Mo's heart began to mess up uncontrollably, Nangong Yue sympathized with his fiancée, what was he messing with here? Doesn't he really want to see such a situation? The more Nangong Yue couldn't bear it, the more chips he had in his hand, and the more interest he would ask for in the future.

It seems that she is going to play the guzheng.

When Ye Mo saw the arranged zither, he couldn't help but look at the people on the stage more indifferently. The figure was small, but it tugged at his nerves.

Damn! What a guzheng to play!

After everything was ready, Ye Hanyi sat down in front of the guzheng. Her appearance is not beautiful, but those eyes are enough to attract everyone.

The fingers twisted slowly, and the lyrics in the mouth flowed out like water:

Leaning on the dangerous building

Wind, thin and slow sleeves.

The clothes fluttered, and I smelled the dark fragrance.

Looking at the waning moon,

There is a beautiful scenery under the bluestone bridge.

You are in the red dust, a clear water flower.

Between the tiles, laughing and playing wind and flowers.

I am an obsessed butterfly in the wind and rain.

Just one eye,

I fell in love for a lifetime and engraved it for 10,000 years.

If love can be reshaped,

While the cicadas are not hissing, it is not too late for the long pavilion.

Whether or not you can laugh from the lotus baby,

A glimpse of your face?

If love can be reshaped,

While the madness is not drunk, the strong music is delicious.

Whether I can get out of the widening belt,

Remembering your flower soul?

When the petals leave the flower,

Lan Zhou is far away,

When the Pure Land covers the wind flow,

Flowers are all over the sky,

Make a dream of prosperity,

Endure and return the floating name.