The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 488: Literary and artistic dance to liven up the party

They were happy, but Miao Yuan was about to cry.

In the main hall, after Han Mo and Bai Ning finished their performances, it was time for the second round of drawing lots.

However, the one I drew this time was a fairy performance by the immortal clan, and the topic was "book", so it must be calligraphy.

The fairy from the celestial race was indeed a person with beautiful handwriting. She even wrote a few auspicious poems and gave them to the little prince of the demon race, congratulating him on his coming of age ceremony today.

The demon maid pulled open the bamboo scroll with the poem on it, revealing the two lines of congratulations. It was written in a flourish:

"'When I think of a gentleman, I feel as warm as jade. Today I have become an adult, but the road ahead is long and difficult. I wish that the heavens and the earth can enjoy this night every year.'"

After seeing it, everyone clapped their hands and cheered, "Not bad, not bad, such a good calligraphy, just like sweeping through thousands of troops, the strokes are like silver hooks."

"Yeah, it's really good."

The demon clan leader was overjoyed, "Come here, give me the reward."

"Yes, my lord."

"Thank you, Lord Demon, for the gift." The fairy from the Immortal Clan bowed and retreated gracefully.

Then, several rounds were drawn in turn, with performances from either the demon clan or the immortals of the immortal clan. Among them, the immortal princess Yuhua played a pipa piece "Xianhe Moon Night" for everyone. The sound of the melody was gentle and melodious, as if it was telling a beautiful and moving story, which made people feel immersed in the story and let their imagination wander.

The music is really beautiful, the pipa is beautiful, and the person is even more beautiful.

However, Yan Yi was indifferent. He was not interested in these songs or calligraphy. He was more interested in what kind of performance Hui Miaoyuan would be drawn to perform.

Yuhuan saw that he looked indifferent and didn't pay any attention to her at all. She couldn't help feeling sad and depressed.

"We are impressed by Her Royal Highness's performance. Let us wait and see what other wonderful performances there are."

Mo Han handed the lottery tube in his hand to Mi Wen on the field and whispered: "Fairy Mi Wen, please--"

Mo Tan also handed the lottery tube in his hand to her, still wondering in his heart whether it would be the immortals and demons who would perform again in this round.

There are dozens of notes written in these two lottery tubes, and it is stated that the demon race and the immortal race have the highest chance of winning.

Because the demon clan has a large and complex branch. As for the immortal clan, since there are many immortal kings and fairies coming to watch the ceremony today, naturally the probability of these two clans being drawn will be higher.

Mi Wen lowered her body and pulled out a note from the lottery tube in Mo Han's hand. She turned around, and the note in her hand suddenly fell into her sleeve, and then her right hand quickly transformed into another note.

Mo Han and Mo Tan stepped aside holding the lottery tube, while Mi Wen took the note in her hand and walked up to the demon lord Mo Zheng to pay her respects.

"My Lord, this performance is by the ghost tribe."

"Ghost tribe?" Mo Zheng's eyes lit up with joy. The ghost tribe was great. He was almost tired of the performances of the demon tribe and the immortal tribe. Now, when he suddenly heard such a sentence, his eyes lit up with interest.

"Okay, hello ghosts, what are you going to perform?"

Miwen slowly unfolded the note. There were a few large characters written on it. People couldn't see clearly, but they only heard Miwen say in a loud voice: "Ghost tribe, woman, Wu Ye."

"Mai?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock. There were only a few ghost women, and there were only two present. One was Little Princess Miao Yuan of the ghost clan, and the other was General Yan Yun of the ghost clan.

No matter which of the two came on stage, it should not be related to the word "dance". Because they had never heard that the little princess Miaoyuan and Miss Yanyun of the ghost clan could dance.

Mi Wen knew that the two of them could not dance, so she wrote such a note. When the priest Mo Han and the general Mo Tan went in to write the note, she deliberately observed their writing style and handwriting, in order to copy their handwriting and write the six words "ghost tribe, women, dance".

Now it seems that her efforts were not in vain.

The demon clan leader Mo Zheng glanced at the note, smiled and nodded, yes, it was indeed a performance by the ghost clan. "In that case, I wonder which ghost clan woman His Majesty intends to send to perform?"

The demon clan leader immediately turned his gaze to the ghost clan's territory on the side, looked at where Yan Yi was sitting, and asked.

Judging from the formation formed by the ghost clan now, it seems that not many people are coming.

Hearing this, Miao Yuan wanted to die. She obviously couldn't dance, but this damn Mi Wen gave her a dance performance.

She really thanked her. Mi Wen lowered her head, turned her eyes and stared in the direction of Miao Yuan, gloating. Now that the demons and immortals have finished their performances, it is their turn as ghosts. If she does this, no one will suspect her.

She just wanted to make Miaoyuan look ridiculous in front of everyone.

After hearing the question from the demon lord, Yan Yun quickly looked away, lowered her head while holding the wine glass, and avoided seeing him. Obviously, she didn't want to perform on stage.

If she were asked to ride a horse or shoot an arrow, she might be able to compete, but if she were asked to perform or dance on stage? Absolutely impossible, she would never go.

Yan Yi seemed to have been prepared. When the Demon Lord asked him, he did not panic at all. "Ghost women, I only brought Yuan'er and Yun'er. Yun'er is used to using swords and spears, and is not good at dancing. But my daughter Miaoyuan has been exposed to these literary and dancing arts since she was a child, so let's send her to the stage."

Miaoyuan: "!!"

She finally understood why her father had discussed this with her in advance. It turned out that he had been waiting for her to go up and dance.

But Miao Yuan was puzzled. Why didn't she sing or play a song, but danced instead? How did her father know that the ghost performance method written on the note in Mi Wen's hand must be dancing?

When the demon clan lord heard that the little prince of the ghost clan was going to perform, his eyes lit up, "It's a good idea to send the little prince. The little prince is smart and agile, well-behaved and cute, and I'm sure he's also an excellent dancer."

Miaoyuan: "?!"

Mo Zhong: “…”

Everyone: "..."

Is this the way people who don't have daughters like girls' behavior?

Little Princess Miao Yuan of the Ghost Clan had never heard of anyone who could dance or write. They could also tell that what His Highness the King of Hell of the Ghost Clan said were just polite words, but they never expected that the Lord of the Demon Clan would really take it seriously and actually be willing to let her perform on stage.

Yan Yi nodded with a smile on his face, "Yes, she is indeed a good dancer."

Miaoyuan: "!!"

Is she a good dancer? ?

Is her father here to avenge her? When will she learn to dance?
Fortunately, she can't speak now. If she could speak, she would have an argument with her father about who can dance and who can write.

It's true, her father doesn't even think before telling lies now.

Mo Zhong stood up with a smile, crossed his arms and said proudly: "It's good that you can dance. If you can dance, please ask the little prince of the ghost tribe to perform a song for us, so that we can open our eyes."

"Mo Zhong!" Miao Yuan glared at him angrily. After glaring at him, she was shocked.

Hey, how can she speak?
Did her father lift the restrictions on her? When did he do it? Why didn't she notice it?

Miao Yuan quickly turned her head to look at Yan Yi beside her, only to see that Yan Yi had a smile on his face, and he looked like he was feeling very pleased with himself for having successfully teased her.

"Father!" Miao Yuan was very angry. It seemed that she had been fooled by her father.

Yan Yi put away his smile and said dignifiedly: "Go ahead. After the performance, I will allow you to do whatever you want."

"Really...really?" Miao Yuan was a little unconvinced, yet a little moved.

Allow her to do so? Is her father so kind? Then can she go to Qingtianyuan to meet Grandma Min. Then go to the Yunyu tribe and deal with the Peacock Princess of the Yunyu tribe.

"Of course, I'll grant you everything." Yan Yi offered a sky-high price, and Miao Yuan naturally agreed.

Isn't it just dancing?

Isn't it just making people laugh?

jump!

Laugh!

Miao Yuan smiled confidently, stood up and walked to the main hall, bowing respectfully. "Miao Yuan from the ghost tribe is willing to dance to liven up the atmosphere."

Everyone was in an uproar. Mi Wen was so angry that her face turned blue. She was just pretending. She couldn't even move her buttocks, and she came up to dance.

Han Mo also looked at her with a worried look on his face. He had known Manzhu for such a long time, but he had never heard that she could dance.