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Chapter 191
As soon as his words fell, the audience immediately became noisy and lively, and everyone was discussing what Jiang Tianyou was talking about as a congratulatory gift.

"It turns out that King Qing will personally send the congratulatory gift!"

"The Jiang family is really hiding something! They have prepared such a surprise!"

"I'm afraid the intention is not just as simple as a congratulatory gift!"

Hearing the discussions from the audience, the smile on Jiang Tianyou's face became wider.

King Qing is a member of the royal family, and his status is respected. How can his gift be of ordinary meaning?
The Qiongshu Banquet was a grand event that the nobles of Jindu flocked to, and many beauties with rich money came here admiringly, just wanting to get closer to His Highness Prince Qing.

He had expected that this banquet would inevitably attract everyone to perform.

After lunch, everyone, accompanied by the guards and maids, went back to the guest rooms to freshen up and change their clothes to prepare for the talent competition.

Ye Zhaoyan also went back to his room to freshen up, and Ye Fu had already sent new clothes.

She changed into a crescent-white embroidered orchid-embroidered Ruiyun skirt, her jet-black hair was tied up casually with a headband, and glazed feather hairpins were inserted obliquely on her temples.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Zhaoyan finally did not remove the ruby ​​necklace around his neck.

Such gorgeous jewelry is not unsuitable for her, on the contrary, it unexpectedly matches her cool and heroic spirit.

Her eyes fell on the bronze mirror in front of the dressing table, the mirror reflected the jade-like skin under the ruby, and her clear and bright eyes were a little more agile against the ruby.

Cheng Yuyan has a good eye.

A group of noble ladies quickly finished their grooming, and appeared in Qionghua Tower fully dressed.

A slender woman came up to the stage. She was dressed in a goose-yellow palace dress with a white silk sash around her waist, looking appropriate and elegant.

It was Aunt Ying, the head of the royal court ladies, the big celebrity in front of the empress.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please come with your servants." Aunt Ying bowed slightly, made a gesture of invitation, and led the ladies to draw lots.

The numbers on the bamboo sticks determine the chronological order in which they appear.

There are many famous artists with unique skills at the banquet, but seeing too many beauties will make them tired, and the lower the ranking, the worse it will be.

At the end of the competition, the guests are often tired and numb, unable to produce interest, and the performers will naturally fall behind at that time.

There have been scandals in the past because of the ranking, and the drawing of lots has become a custom.

It's just that there are still a very small number of daughters of noble families who are not restricted by the rules, and the order is secretly arranged by the organizer.

Ye Zhaoyan slowly came to the end when the excited ladies finished drawing lots, and Cheng Yuyan also waited until the end, and went forward with her.

Aunt Ying beside the lottery looked at her kindly.

Ye Zhaoyan twitched casually, opened the bamboo stick in his hand, and saw the word "three".

Such a good order? !She couldn't help frowning.

"Miss Ye, the theme of this Qiongshu Banquet is beauty like a flower, so you might as well let everyone see your uniqueness." Aunt Ying said with a smile, her eyes shining brightly.

Ye Zhaoyan nodded slightly, but there was no surprise on his face.

Aunt Ying didn't care about being treated indifferently, but looked at her more kindly.

Cheng Yuyan followed closely behind and also drew lots, which turned out to be an excellent number: "five".

She looked at Ye Zhaoyan and the excellent numbers in her own hands, and fell into deep thought.

Could it be too coincidental?
After the lottery was drawn, both of them gave up their seats, standing aside with different thoughts.

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Aunt Ying left satisfied.

Seeing that the famous aunt had left, the remaining noble ladies felt a little disappointed, as if they were not taken seriously.

"Miss Ye is really lucky!" Behind Ye Zhaoyan, a noble woman in yellow said sourly. She is Zuo Xinhua, the daughter of the Zuo family, and she is now eighteen years old. .

"What's the matter? Isn't it just a lottery! You'd better pray hard, don't even fail to draw the last third." The woman in blue choked, and quietly reached out to cover the wooden stick in her hand.

Just now, Zuo Xinhua had been peeking at the lottery of the person in front of him from behind. Naturally, he knew that Yan Jingxia, who was dressed in blue, had drawn the third-to-last one, and a wicked thought suddenly arose in his heart.

She quickly took out her lottery and took a look. Although it was at the end, it was a few places ahead of Yan Jingxia, and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"It's a pity, I only drew the sixth from the bottom. But some people are even more unlucky, one from the bottom three, compared with the third from the front, it's really pitiful!" Zuo Xinhua's voice was not loud, but it happened to fall In the ears of the noble ladies in front of me.

"Oh! What did you say?!" Yan Jingxia was furious when he heard this, his almond eyes widened, he pointed at Zuo Xinhua, and shouted loudly.

Seeing this, the people around all cast their gazes, not understanding why the two suddenly quarreled.

"Am I wrong?" Zuo Xinhua trembled from Yan Jingxia's anger, she didn't dare to continue, she lowered her head and muttered in a low voice.

"Hmph! Don't think that you can bully people at will because you are from the Zuo family. You have to know that people are doing it, and God is watching! I want to see how long you can be proud!" Yan Jingxia said angrily, staring at Zuo Xinhua.

The head of the Yan family is one level lower than Mr. Zuo, and even the noble daughter of the family is a head shorter than others, but Yan Jingxia has a violent temper that is not easy to provoke.

"You..." Zuo Xinhua was frightened by Yan Jingxia's fierce appearance, so she didn't dare to continue.

Ye Zhaoyan and Cheng Yuyan exchanged glances when they heard their words.

There was a sly curve on the corners of the mouth.

"You two won't get the wrong lottery, right?" Ye Zhaoyan asked pretending to be skeptical.

Zuo Xinhua thought that Ye Zhaoyan was going to back up Yan Jingxia, and took away the lottery in her hand, and hurriedly shouted: "I took it right! Don't try to take my lottery away!"

As soon as she said that, the noble ladies around her burst into laughter, mocking her for not being able to get on the stage.

Cheng Yuyan sighed slightly, this person is so stupid, it is not wronged him not to get married.

Ye Zhaoyan turned his head towards Yan Jingxia and whispered, "Miss Yan shows me the lottery in her hand."

Although Yan Jingxia was unwilling, she also felt that the lottery was extremely bad, and there was nothing special about it, so she handed the lottery in her hand to Ye Zhaoyan indifferently.

Ye Zhaoyan took the sign, put it together with his own sign, pretended to look at it carefully, and stuffed it into Yan Jingxia's hand after a while, "There is no problem with the sign, Miss Yan, please keep it safe." When passing the wooden sign, her fingers lightly Tapped each other's thumb.

No matter how dull Yan Jingxia was, she also noticed the abnormality. She covered the lottery in her hand and glanced casually, her eyes almost popping out.

The lottery in her hand was actually the No. [-] lottery that Ye Zhaoyan had drawn!

"You..." Yan Jingxia widened his eyes in astonishment, looked at Ye Zhaoyan, and was speechless for a while.

Ye Zhaoyan blinked at her, and covered her astonished face with his body, "If Miss Yan is not in a good mood, go down and rest earlier, you can show your talent later!"

(End of this chapter)