Twitching the corners of her lips, Murong Qianqian glared at Xuanyuan Yao, "I haven't seen the tenth princess for a long time, and I can't speak loudly, so I can only communicate with expressions~"

Xuanyuan Yao wanted to stroke her head, but he gave up the idea before he raised his hand and just whispered: "Idiot, the tenth princess will stay for a few more days this time. After the ceremony is over, you can talk to her about old times.

.”

"Really..." After realizing that his voice had risen a bit, he immediately lowered his voice and said, "Really?"

"Yeah~" Xuanyuan Yao nodded.

Later, envoys from various countries presented the gifts prepared by the emperor of that country, which were probably the wishful jade longevity star, the longevity bronze tripod, the bamboo longevity star, the amethyst immortal offering peach, the jade water sheng of the immortal man, the jade ink partition of the peace of the country and the people, etc.

After all the gifts were delivered, the friendship between the two countries was expressed nonchalantly, and the singing and dancing program finally began.

Xuanyuan Yao raised his sleeves and said loudly: "Today's banquet, please don't be formal, just treat it as an ordinary family banquet~"

"Yes~" Everyone stood up quickly and saluted.

The sound of silk and bamboo, the interplay of toasts and cups.

Ye Chen looked around in the audience, then his eyes fell on Xuanyuan Yao, and he sent a message through the air: Your Majesty, why didn't Leng Sha show up? Didn't the post say that he would come in person?

Xuanyuan Yao's expression was indifferent, and no emotion could be seen except for the chill in his eyes: I was also confused, but since he had someone send the post, it would always appear based on his personality.

Ye Chen nodded, and when he looked away, he saw Murong Qianqian sticking out her tongue at him, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated wildly, and she suddenly lowered her head.

Murong Qianqian glared in the direction of Ye Chen, wondering what happened to that guy Wu Xin. She expressed her gratitude to him properly, but he didn't appreciate it.

But how could she understand Ye Chen's mood? A few days ago, Murong Qianqian suddenly had an idea and said she wanted to learn Qing Gong, so she begged him to teach her.

Ye Chen readily agreed, but during the teaching process he discovered that there would inevitably be physical contact, and this touch of touching was unavoidable.

I had hugged her before at the Fireworks Pavilion, but although her heartbeat accelerated at that time, there was no abnormal reaction.

But now, as long as Murong Qianqian's breath spreads around and her delicate jade hands fall on his body, she feels hot all over her body and her mouth is dry.

So after these few days of teaching, Ye Chen suppressed his random thoughts and worked hard to teach her Qing Gong. He felt as if he had been tortured like eighteen levels of hell.

Fortunately, Qianqian learned martial arts very quickly. Even though he was completely distracted and restrained by his teachings, he could barely use his strength to take off.

However, why did she suddenly want to learn Qing Gong? Could it be that she wanted to lift Concubine Zhen and Concubine Meng to a tree and hang them up. It seemed that this plan to kill the concubines was inevitable for her.

In the midst of Ye Chen's series of reverie, several birthday celebration programs had been performed, and Murong Qianqian used the excuse of pee escape to leave the scene.

After leaving the Yunxuan Palace, Dabao was already waiting at the door, "Mother, the clothes you want are ready, and the butterflies are also put in bamboo baskets."

Murong Qianqian walked quickly and nodded: "What about Mr. Leng, is he here?"

Dabao replied: "Well, we are here and waiting for you~"

…

As soon as the song and dance performance ended, after the dancer left the stage, there was still no next wave of performers on stage.

There were only noisy conversations, laughter and the clinking of wine glasses in the hall, which was messy and noisy.

Suddenly, a clear flute sound slowly floated out. The flute sound was originally gentle and gentle, but when it hovered in the air, it seemed as if the sound of heaven had suppressed the noise.

Everyone seemed to be possessed, they stopped, raised their glasses to drink, or chatted, closed their eyes and listened to the moving tune.

But at this time, Ye Chen and Xuanyuan Yao were both startled. After looking at each other, they concluded that the sound of the flute must have been made by Leng Sha.

But strangely enough, the flute sound did not include Leng Sha's usual hypnotic sound, but simply played a heart-warming melody.

Xuanyuan Yao tightened the fingers in his sleeves, stood up suddenly, walked step by step across the red carpet, and walked out of the Yunxuan Palace.

At the same time, a group of princes, grandsons and court officials followed closely.

In the spacious courtyard outside the palace, a man in a black robe was playing the flute. The warm wind blew through the corners of his clothes, and he danced in the wind.

As the bright sunshine sets, his whole body seems to be covered with a thin layer of gold. Looking from a distance, it actually gives people the illusion of being a celestial being.

"Who is that person? His temperament does not look like a performer in the palace. Could it be that he is a deity who came down to earth to celebrate the birthday of our emperor?"

"Wu Shangshu really prayed to the Buddha to become a demon. How could that man be an immortal? But he looks so majestic. He is definitely not an ordinary person."

"This man looks strange. He is probably an envoy from some country. He plays the jade flute to perfection. You can't possibly be the prince of Wu Chen Kingdom."

"Haha~ How is it possible? Although everyone knows that the prince of Wu Chen Kingdom, Leng Sha, plays a good piece of music, his name was not on the birthday list just now. And how could the prince play the flute in person to celebrate his birthday?"

"..."

For a time, there was a lot of discussion.

Xuanyuan Yao clasped his hands behind his back, staring coldly at the tall figure with his deep eyes, and the atmosphere around him instantly became much colder.

It's coming, it's coming, but I didn't expect it to be in this way.

Ye Chen was confused and walked to Xuanyuan Yao's side. He still heard from the air: Your Majesty, what is Leng Sha doing?

The corners of Xuanyuan Yao's lips were slightly raised, and his smile was cold and indifferent: "Don't worry, let's see what he wants to do."

As the flute sounded, four teams of gorgeously dressed dancers emerged from the southeast and northwest of the courtyard. Their bare feet were as thin as cicada wings, like dancing flower elves.

They held colorful silk in their hands, and there was a huge snow lotus at the intersection of the silk. It seemed that these people had some martial skills, so they could hold the snow lotus lightly.

Originally, the snowdrops were in full bloom, but as the flute became more and more emotional, as if they were infected, they slowly bloomed.

As the petals opened, in an instant, colorful butterflies burst out like clouds, thousands of them suddenly enveloped the sky, forming a huge colorful curtain.

Suddenly, everyone exclaimed in unison, "It's so beautiful~"

Immediately after the admiration fell, something even more breathtaking and beautiful followed. Among the snow lotus flowers, there was actually a woman sitting squatting.

Wearing a pink gauze dress, the long corners of the skirt spread across every part of the petals, flying in the wind as if dancing, filling the entire field of vision. Murong Qianqian twitched the corner of her lips and glared at Xuanyuan Yao

, "I just haven't seen the Tenth Princess for a long time, and I can't speak loudly, so I can only communicate with my expressions~"

Xuanyuan Yao wanted to stroke her head, but he gave up the idea before he raised his hand and just whispered: "Idiot, the tenth princess will stay for a few more days this time. After the ceremony is over, you can talk to her about old times.

.”

"Really..." After realizing that his voice had risen a bit, he immediately lowered his voice and said, "Really?"

"Yeah~" Xuanyuan Yao nodded.

Later, envoys from various countries presented the gifts prepared by the emperor of that country, which were probably the wishful jade longevity star, the longevity bronze tripod, the bamboo longevity star, the amethyst immortal offering peach, the jade water sheng of the immortal man, the jade ink partition of the peace of the country and the people, etc.

After all the gifts were delivered, the friendship between the two countries was expressed nonchalantly, and the singing and dancing program finally began.

Xuanyuan Yao raised his sleeves and said loudly: "Today's banquet, please don't be formal, just treat it as an ordinary family banquet~"

"Yes~" Everyone stood up quickly and saluted.

The sound of silk and bamboo, the interplay of toasts and cups.

Ye Chen looked around in the audience, then his eyes fell on Xuanyuan Yao, and he sent a message through the air: Your Majesty, why didn't Leng Sha show up? Didn't the post say that he would come in person?

Xuanyuan Yao's expression was indifferent, and no emotion could be seen except for the chill in his eyes: I was also confused, but since he had someone send the post, it would always appear based on his personality.

Ye Chen nodded, and when he looked away, he saw Murong Qianqian sticking out her tongue at him, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated wildly, and she suddenly lowered her head.

Murong Qianqian glared in the direction of Ye Chen, wondering what happened to that guy Wu Xin. She expressed her gratitude to him properly, but he didn't appreciate it.

But how could she understand Ye Chen's mood? A few days ago, Murong Qianqian suddenly had an idea and said she wanted to learn Qing Gong, so she begged him to teach her.

Ye Chen readily agreed, but during the teaching process he discovered that there would inevitably be physical contact, and this touch of touching was unavoidable.

I had hugged her before at the Fireworks Pavilion, but although her heartbeat accelerated at that time, there was no abnormal reaction.

But now, as long as Murong Qianqian's breath spreads around and her delicate jade hands fall on his body, she feels hot all over her body and her mouth is dry.

So after these few days of teaching, Ye Chen suppressed his random thoughts and worked hard to teach her Qing Gong. He felt as if he had been tortured like eighteen levels of hell.

Fortunately, Qianqian learned martial arts very quickly. Even though he was completely distracted and restrained by his teachings, he could barely use his strength to take off.

However, why did she suddenly want to learn Qing Gong? Could it be that she wanted to lift Concubine Zhen and Concubine Meng to a tree and hang them up. It seemed that this plan to kill the concubines was inevitable for her.

In the midst of Ye Chen's series of reverie, several birthday celebration programs had been performed, and Murong Qianqian used the excuse of pee escape to leave the scene.

After leaving the Yunxuan Palace, Dabao was already waiting at the door, "Mother, the clothes you want are ready, and the butterflies are also put in bamboo baskets."

Murong Qianqian walked quickly and nodded: "What about Mr. Leng, is he here?"

Dabao replied: "Well, we are here and waiting for you~"

…

As soon as the song and dance performance ended, after the dancer left the stage, there was still no next wave of performers on stage.

There were only noisy conversations, laughter and the clinking of wine glasses in the hall, which was messy and noisy.

Suddenly, a clear flute sound slowly floated out. The flute sound was originally gentle and gentle, but when it hovered in the air, it seemed as if the sound of heaven had suppressed the noise.

Everyone seemed to be possessed, they stopped, raised their glasses to drink, or chatted, closed their eyes and listened to the moving tune.

But at this time, Ye Chen and Xuanyuan Yao were both startled. After looking at each other, they concluded that the sound of the flute must have been made by Leng Sha.

But strangely enough, the flute sound did not include Leng Sha's usual hypnotic sound, but simply played a heart-warming melody.

Xuanyuan Yao tightened the fingers in his sleeves, stood up suddenly, walked step by step across the red carpet, and walked out of the Yunxuan Palace.

At the same time, a group of princes, grandsons and court officials followed closely.

In the spacious courtyard outside the palace, a man in a black robe was playing the flute. The warm wind blew through the corners of his clothes, and he danced in the wind.
To be continued...