Just like that, Xiyan suddenly changed from the focus of the audience to the laughing stock of the audience. When she first fell, the people below did not come up to care about her injury at the first time, but were talking about it.
That scene is as embarrassing as it is.
At this moment, Xiyan just tried her best to lower her head, hoping that no one would see her.
When Song Jinse, who had been watching silently from the side, saw this scene, the corners of her mouth raised slightly and she smiled faintly. Although this smile was still ugly, at least it looked much more natural than the previous times.
After such a thing happened, Xiyan didn't care about her bleeding wound. Now she just felt that she was ashamed. It was really embarrassing and humiliating to be like this. She wished that there could be a crack in the ground so that she could
Get in.
She kept her head down as hard as she could, and she didn't dare to raise her head, because she was really afraid of seeing everyone's strange eyes, and even more afraid of seeing everyone's mocking eyes.
Xiyan really wanted to leave here as soon as possible, leave this embarrassing place as soon as possible, but now, she just felt like her body was frozen, as if she was stuck to the ground and she couldn't even move.
Can't move.
She had no choice but to sit there silently, praying in her heart that someone would appear and save her from danger. The time she spent sitting there was really painful, and every minute and every second was very painful to her.
of long.
Fortunately, someone took her down in the end. It was a nimble figure, as light as a swallow, leaping to the stand in three or two steps. He ignored the eyes of everyone and ignored the gossip of others.
He picked her up gently and left the stand.
Xiyan held him tightly there, curled up into a ball, and delicately retracted her head into his chest, dumbfounded like a sickly kitten. Only when she felt that they were far away from the stands did she calm down.
He slowly opened his eyes, and that person was none other than Bei Mingchen.
"Many, thank you so much, Your Majesty." Xiyan thanked her repeatedly.
"It's okay, you still need to rest more. These are some medicines for treating trauma. You can take care of it yourself." Bei Mingchen smiled faintly at her and handed her a bottle of medicine.
Xiyan nodded silently and took the bottle of medicine from Bei Mingchen's hand. Now she felt a lot more at ease, finally escaping from that embarrassing place.
"If you have nothing to do, girl, just rest here. It's okay if you don't participate in the third round."
Bei Mingchen said in an understatement. He had no intention of letting Xiyan participate in this competition. Now that she was not careful, she saved him from having to worry about it anymore.
"Uh-huh."
"Then I won't disturb the girl's rest. She can stay here peacefully and no one will disturb you."
After saying that, Bei Mingchen left Xiyan's place, leaving her alone in that remote place silently.
Without Xi Yan competing with Song Jinse, Song Jinse won the second round of the competition without any doubt. Many people gathered around her and congratulated her on her achievement.
Of course, there were all kinds of people who came to congratulate her. Some of them really wished her sincerely, while others came here to show their courtesy.
For those people, Song Jinse just expressed her gratitude to them politely. She was too lazy to pay attention to those people, so she didn't say much to them.
In fact, she was really looking forward to someone coming to see her, but she was surprised to see that person leaving here holding another woman in his arms.
Song Jinse couldn't help but feel jealous again. It was obviously Bei Mingchen who encouraged her to participate in the Hairpin Conference. It was obviously him who said that he would come to watch her match, but now he was taking care of others.
At this moment, she was just silently thinking in her heart, what would happen if she won the game? The person she longed for still didn't appear in front of her. Song Jinse's heart just became more and more irritable.
At the beginning, she could smile politely and say some kind words to those who came to congratulate Song Jinse. However, gradually, she became a little impatient. Even
I feel like they have been making a lot of noise in my ears.
At this moment, the third prince slowly walked up to her. Like everyone else, he also wanted to congratulate this amazing talented woman in front of him.
However, what is different from others is that he has always had a say in one thing and another in two ways. He came to express his sincere congratulations to Miss Song Jinse, and was not like others who came to show their courtesy for nothing.
"Although the girl's talent is not as amazing as that girl's, this pipa music has won my heart."
Bei Mingyu praised Song Jinse unabashedly. However, although he liked Song Jinse's pipa music the most, he also admired and felt a little regretful for Xi Yan who failed. While praising Song Jinse, Bei Mingyu
Ming Yu also did not forget to mention the equally outstanding girl Xi Yan.
When Xi Yan was mentioned, Song Jinse became furious. She bit her lower lip tightly, trying hard to control her emotions and prevent herself from doing anything impulsive.
If it weren't for the fact that Bei Mingyu was the third prince and needed to be courteous, she would have ignored such a person long ago.
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness."
Song Jinse said coldly, and she forced a smile, trying to look as polite as possible.
After saying that, she was about to turn around and leave. She didn't want to stay here any longer.
In fact, Song Jinse is not particularly afraid of the identity of the third prince. Although the Song family has just moved into the capital, their power is very powerful. Based on their status in the capital, no one dares not to admire them.
They don't respect them.
Even if they are princes, even if the three princes are the sons of the queen, the most they can do is respect each other. He does not dare to despise them, but must be courteous to them.
The other princes must rely on their Song family. Everyone knows that only with the support of their Song family can they take a step closer to the crown prince's position.
At that time, Song Jinse simply thought that the reason why the third prince came to her was probably because of their power. She couldn't help but silently sighed in her heart, this third prince couldn't even please others, he was too
Can't speak anymore.
While she was thinking angrily, she lowered her head and strode forward. Suddenly, someone stood in front of him. She staggered and almost fell into the man's arms.
"Sese."
It was a familiar voice calling her name softly.
"See the Fifth Prince."
When Song Jinse first saw Bei Mingchen, there was indeed a glimmer of light in Song Jinse's eyes, and she was indeed very happy when she saw this person.
However, she quickly retracted her joyful expression, put on a cold look, and spoke to Bei Mingchen in a very normal tone, not even as good as her attitude towards Bei Mingyu just now.
"Did the fifth prince come to congratulate me just like them?"
"How can I be like them?" Bei Mingchen said without hesitation. His relationship with Song Jinse must be unique.
"Oh." Song Jinse said simply, but when she heard those words, she felt even more disappointed.
"Sese is so powerful, how could he only win the second round? I will tell you these words of thanks from my king until you win the final game."
As he spoke, Bei Mingchen patted her head gently and looked at her lovingly.
"The fifth prince is really thoughtful."
Although Song Jinse's words were very polite, her tone still sounded like she was being indifferent.
Hearing Song Jinse's tone, it goes without saying that Bei Mingchen knew that she must be angry.
"Sese, are you angry?"
Seeing Song Jinse's angry look, Bei Mingchen smiled slightly and tilted his head to look at her.
"The fifth prince naturally has his own reasons for doing things, so how can I dare to be angry?"
She spoke there in an indifferent tone and continued to show off her little temper.
"Being angry is just being angry. I think Se Se's angry look is cute."
Song Jinse didn't say anything, she just pouted her little mouth.
"Okay, don't be angry anymore. After all, she is also a member of my palace. Besides, she is helpless here. How can I let her suffer injustice there?"
Bei Mingchen naturally saw that Song Jinse's temper was due to what happened to Xiyan just now, but Xiyan was from Prince Xiao's Mansion after all, and if she was embarrassed, others would inevitably laugh at her along with Prince Xiao's Mansion.
"The Fifth Prince is worrying too much. How can I dare to think too much?" After hearing that, Song Jinse said without hesitation. "By the way, how is Sister Xiyan's injury?"
After thinking for a moment, Song Jinse added another sentence, saying that if she cares about Xiyan, she can't let herself become a vicious woman.
"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury, nothing serious." Bei Mingchen said lightly.
"That's good. Fifth Prince, you'd better go back as soon as possible! Don't make your sister wait there for a long time."
After thinking for a while, Song Jinse continued to speak. Although it was very against her will to say this, she had to say it.
"It doesn't matter, Miss Xiyan just suffered some minor injuries. Don't worry, since I promised to come to watch your performance, I will definitely watch it. I will definitely not watch your third round.
I missed it." Bei Mingchen vowed to Song Jinse.
Hearing these words, Song Jinse suddenly raised her head and looked at Bei Mingchen expectantly. This was exactly the result she wanted.
"It's a deal."
"So, what has Se Se prepared for the next round of competition?" Bei Mingchen asked her curiously.
"Why is the Fifth Prince so anxious? Won't you know when the time comes?" Song Jinse didn't tell him, she deliberately kept it secret.
"Okay, okay, I will definitely take a serious look at it when the time comes." Bei Mingchen laughed and kept saying.
"Okay, I'm going to go back and get ready and say goodbye." After saying that, Song Jinse turned around and left.
