Prince's Fierce Concubine

Su Nanxing glanced at him indifferently.

"Thank you, Master Shi."

Li Churan's eyes flashed, and smiled at him, then turned and looked at Lin Xuecha.

"Princess isn't in the palace yet. It's almost time."

Lin Xuecha nodded, "Let's go together."

Her expression was abnormally calm, without the slightest bit of panic.

Li Churan looked at Su Nanxing, who was standing beside her, and smiled. "Then Your Highness, Churan will go in with the princess."

Lin Xuecha didn't even look at Su Nanxing as he walked away.

As for Li Churan, who was beside her, she had actually noticed her eyes, which were previously still calm and indifferent.

His eyebrows twitched.

Lin Xuecha then retracted his gaze and smiled to him: "Thank you for speaking out of hand yesterday, I thank you, Master."

"Thank me for what." Li Churan also laughed, his smile was warm and gentle.

"Didn't Churan say that if the transaction is not successful, benevolence and righteousness would still exist? Moreover, the princess has yet to make her final decision, isn't that so?"

Lin Xuecha was startled for a moment, and then smiled with relief. "Yes, Lord is right.

The two of them chatted and laughed in front of them. Behind them, the man that was walking at a leisurely pace had a gloomy expression on his face.

After walking into the great hall, only then did Lin Xuecha realize that the empress dowager, empress dowager, and concubines were already sitting there.

At the head of the table was the Dragon Throne of the Son of Heaven, flanked by the Empress Dowager and Empress.

The empress was dressed in her best attire today. The robe was a bright red, with two rows of golden violets embroidered on the front. Her phoenix eyes were slightly curved, and her face looked extremely gentle.

It wasn't clear if the empress dowager had done it on purpose. Usually, her clothes weren't as luxurious and graceful as the empress's, but they weren't as clean and clean as they were today.

Seated on both sides of the stage, were the concubines of the imperial harem and the concubine that Su Nanxing spoke of was also sitting below.

This was the first time Lin Xuecha had seen Eleventh Prince's mother.

She was extremely born. Her phoenix-like eyes were slightly raised and her eyes were alluring. However, her gaze was extremely sharp. Her lips were slightly pursed. One could tell that she was a rose with thorns.

No wonder …

Eleventh Prince was so afraid of his Consort Mother.

Lin Xuecha casually looked, the expression in his eyes did not change, and said to Li Churan.

"Sir, Snowy left first."

Li Churan nodded, "Alright."

Seeming to have thought of something, he continued, "Princess, don't forget that Churan is a princess, this is the best choice."

Lin Xuecha's gaze passed through him and glanced at the man walking behind him.

Seeing that the other party was indifferent and nonchalant, Zhang Xuan didn't know what he was thinking, but he nodded in agreement.

Then, she turned around and casually found a seat for the woman and sat down.

Madam had a seat for the mistress, while the young girl had a seat for the young girl.

Marquis Anping's Wife was not by her side.

Therefore, she chose a seat as she pleased and sat down.

She turned her gaze to the empress, who was also looking at her.

Lin Xuecha nodded slightly towards her.

The Queen smiled and softly said to the woman standing beside her.

"Lian'er, this girl, the more I look at her, the more I like her. What do you think?"

The woman's face suddenly paled. She lowered her eyes and bit her lips.

"Esteemed Empress, please give us some more time …"

"No." The empress cut her off with a kind smile.

His words were light as a feather, without the slightest bit of lethality.

"You don't need to do anything. You have a soft temper and a soft heart, so you might as well be a little ruthless. After some time has passed, I'll see if that girl, Xue Wu, can become mine."

The expression in Baili Lianer's eyes stiffened, "Empress …"

The empress raised a hand. "You go down and accompany her."

Baili Lianer did not dare say more.

She looked at the queen and then at her.

He turned around and walked to the upper echelon, slowly walked to Lin Xuecha's side and sat down.

Lin Xuecha did not look at her.

Instead, she looked at Lin Xuecha for a long while, after that, she turned her body slightly, brought out a plate of fruits from behind her, and placed it in front of her.

"Snow Tea, eat this grape. This is a very precious and rare fruit. In our Tianchen Kingdom, only the royal family can eat this."

Lin Xuecha looked at her and smiled, "If you want to eat the snow tea, you will take it yourself. Others have taken it.

Baili Lianer's smile froze.

Just as she was about to put away the fruit in her hand, the old emperor slowly walked into the hall.

Everyone bowed again.

The old emperor nodded towards the empress dowager. "Imperial Mother."

The empress dowager replied benevolently, "That's enough. We're all family. What are you doing? Since you've come, let's begin."

Only then did the old emperor wave his dragon sleeve. "Stand up."

Everyone stood up and sat down.

The empress's eyes were filled with smiles as the old emperor spoke to her. "Today is the empress's birthday. I'll leave it to you to begin."

"This concubine thanks Your Majesty for his love."

The empress didn't refuse either, smiling faintly at the old emperor before waving her sleeve. "Let's begin."

As soon as her voice fell, there was a eunuch who shouted in a shrill voice, "Let the banquet begin!"

A group of palace maids carried trays in their hands. They arranged them neatly and orderly, one after another, and served each table with fine wine and delicacies.

In an instant, the entire palace was filled with fragrance.

Baili Lianer glanced at Lin Xuecha and saw that she was engrossed in eating, so he did not say anymore.

The sound of the music began to resound in the air.

No one paid much attention to it.

All of a sudden, there were shadows cast down on them from above. They all raised their heads, and what they saw were two blue sands of smoke.

The long blue smoke and dust were like the blue ocean surface and the clear sky after the rain, spreading and spreading in the air of the great hall.

Everyone was stunned.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the blue smoke.

Lin Xuecha also raised his eyes and looked upwards.

Even the Ninth Prince Su Nanxing stopped what he was doing and slightly narrowed his eyes.

Then.

When everyone's line of sight, from the smoke and sand above, followed the direction of the smoke and sand, they saw that the smoke and sand was quickly retracted.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the entrance.

After which, a graceful woman's silhouette could be seen slowly walking in from the door.

She wore a long blue skirt and a white veil, lightly covering her face. Only a pair of intelligent, cropped eyes were exposed from outside the veil.

The melody of the zither in the great hall suddenly changed from a beautiful tune to a high-pitched one.

The woman's figure danced to the sound of the zither, and with a flick of her sleeves, long strands of blue smoke and dust were once again swept out.

The crowd suddenly realized that the sand that had been dancing was just a woman's dancing sleeve.

With light steps, the woman turned around and arrived at the center of the hall.

Everyone's gaze followed her.

He noticed that there was a blank screen in the middle of the large hall.

Not far from the screen, there was a piece of white cloth on the ground. Ink was placed all around, and four maids were standing there.

Lin Xuecha's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and the girl in front of her immediately jumped onto the white cloth.

A long blue sleeve swung out with unerring precision onto the corner of the ink. When it was retracted, it was actually a long imprint left on the white cloth by the dancing sleeves and the person's body.

Baili Lianer's brows twitched as he muttered a few words, "Ink Water Dance..."

Water Ink Dance.

As the name implied, it was a kind of dance painted with dancing.

It was also a dance that tested one's intelligence, coordination, and precise control of one's strength.

The difficulty was extremely high.

Yet the woman in front of him was acting as she wished.

The zither music stopped and the drum sounds rang out.

The delicate figure of the woman danced on the white cloth. She suddenly turned around and jumped out of the white cloth that was stained with ink.

At the same time, the maids standing in four directions waved their sleeves and placed the white cloth on the screen. The two eunuchs standing by the screen immediately stopped the white cloth and put it away.

This dance lasted a little longer, but the more one watched it, the more breathtaking it became.

The woman in the blue dress spun the ink stick in her hand and swung her waist. She hit the ink-stained smoke with a force that was neither light nor heavy on the white cloth that was placed on the screen.

A black mark was left behind.

The sound of the drum could be heard from time to time, but sometimes it was very soft. The woman's floating figure was also dancing with the drum.

After finishing the song, the lady withdrew her long sleeves. Everyone was still immersed in the song, and it took a long time for them to recover from their stupor.

Until the empress said to the woman, "Go and change your clothes first."

"Yes, Empress." The woman saluted and left.

Only then did everyone come to their senses.

The Crown Prince Su Jin patted Fifth Prince Su An's shoulder, and teased, "Ol 'Five, it's time to come back to reality."

His gaze pierced through the Fifth Prince Su An and focused on the Ninth Prince Su Nanxing. Seeing that he was not the slightest bit moved, the corner of his mouth slightly hooked up as he spoke.

"Look at her Lao Jiu. From the beginning to the end, her expression hasn't even changed. Look at yourself, you're still not looking back!"

Fifth Prince Su An's gaze was fixated on the birthday present ink painting on the screen.

It was like he was still in his own world, he murmured.

"I always knew that Little Sister Xueyu was talented, but I never knew that she was actually this breathtaking."

Ninth Prince Su Nanxing sipped on his tea.

He glanced down at Li Churan, who was seated below him, and saw that other than admiration in his eyes, he had no other emotion.

He couldn't help but retract his gaze, take a sip of his tea, and look at Lin Xuecha.

The expression in Lin Xuecha's eyes was very complicated; there was a kind of indescribable bewilderment.

The expression in his eyes changed slightly. He was about to do something when the girl's gentle voice suddenly rang out.

"This subject's daughter Xueyu greets Empress Dowager, Your Majesty, Empress."

Lin Xuecha picked a grape casually and peeled it to eat, watching quietly.

On the other side, Her Majesty's face remained unchanged.

The Queen glanced at the Sovereign King seated beside her. Seeing that he was also looking at her with great satisfaction, the corner of the mouth of the lady who knelt down to pay her respects curled slightly as she beckoned to the woman.

"Xueyu, come here."

The woman gracefully stood up and walked over to the empress's side.

Baili Lianer seemed to have thought of something as he lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

The Queen looked at Lin Xueyu, and laughed when she saw that she was still wearing the muslin.

"Quickly take off your veil, or else, how could the Emperor recognize you?"

"Yes, Empress."

Lin Xueyu raised his hand and removed the veil.

Slowly, little by little, her devastatingly beautiful face blossomed in the eyes of the crowd.

The old emperor squinted his eyes as he smiled.

"So it's little girl Yu. As expected, she is the descendant of my Marquis Anping's Daughters. All of them are extraordinary."

"Your Majesty is too kind."

Lin Xueyu bowed.

The Queen took her hand and said, "It's not a false praise. You and that little girl, Xue Chuan, are the epitome of women."

Lin Xuecha almost choked.