Chapter Two Hundred
He was so rude just now. It was so embarrassing!
I don’t know what Ye Zhaoyan’s reaction was at this time, was it contempt or disgust?
"This..." Seeing Shi Youle's flustered expression, Cheng Yuyan hesitated for a moment, and finally suppressed the doubts in her heart and said with a smile, "Young Master Shi likes this sachet, I think.
Ms. Ye’s sachet has an elegant color scheme and is truly unique.”
"Yes, yes..." Shi Youle nodded muffledly, not daring to look at Ye Zhaoyan's expression.
Seeing this, Ye Zhaoyan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "Since the young master has taken a liking to this thing at this time, I will give it to you."
After saying that, he turned around and walked forward with Cheng Yuyan.
Shi Youle stared blankly at Ye Zhaoyan's back, his heart beating wildly.
"Xiao Le, what's wrong with you?" Li Xiaojiu stepped forward and asked in concern when he saw Shi Youle froze in place for a long time.
"It's nothing, I suddenly have a stomachache." A look of embarrassment flashed across Shi Youle's face, and then he ran away.
Li Xiaojiu looked at his fleeing back, shook his head helplessly and sighed, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He clearly saw Shi Youle showing a hint of embarrassment just now, which made Li Xiaojiu couldn't help laughing. He really didn't expect that Shi Youle, who had always been straightforward, also had such a side.
Everyone had a meal and took a rest. When the sun was no longer harsh, the Flower Festival began.
When Ye Zhaoyan arrived, the Baiyuan Garden was already bustling with activity. All kinds of handsome men and beauties gathered together, maids and servants were busy walking through the garden, and all kinds of delicacies were dazzling.
At this moment, everyone is relaxing and enjoying the scenery and socializing, which is very pleasant.
Ye Zhaoyan was sitting at a table by the window, drinking tea quietly. Not far away, Cheng Yuyan, wearing a pink skirt, was gently responding to a handsome young man's question.
With an exclamation, the originally noisy Baiyuan Garden suddenly became quiet. Everyone stopped and turned their attention to the place where the sound came from. They saw a tall, noble young man walking slowly surrounded by the Jiang family's children.
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This scene is deeply imprinted in everyone's mind, making them unforgettable.
The man was dressed in a luxurious purple and gold robe, with a gold and jade belt around his waist. Every move he made exuded a noble and elegant aura.
Especially his high nose bridge and thin lips slightly pursed, exuding a cold and intimidating force.
When many women saw the man coming, they showed an expression of obsession, their hearts beat uncontrollably, their cheeks turned red, and they looked at the man obsessively.
"Your Highness, Prince Qing, has arrived!" With a loud shout, all the gentlemen and young ladies stood up and saluted.
This handsome man is the Prince of Qing who is personally crowned by the emperor today. No wonder he can arouse the admiration of everyone in the Baiyuan Garden.
Ye Zhaoyan also put down the tea cup, stood up and bowed slightly. She raised her head and looked up, and saw Prince Qing sitting on the main seat, looking straight at this side. For a moment, she felt a little strange, and she quickly looked away.
The moment her eyes met Prince Qing, she felt that this man's eyes were sharp, as if he was hiding many secrets and could understand everything.
Before she could figure out the secret in her eyes, Jiang Tianyou, who was beside King Qing, had already announced the start of the Hundred Flowers Festival, followed by various words of congratulations, praising the outstanding young people at Qiong Shu's banquet.
Ye Zhaoyan came back to his senses and continued to drink tea with his head down, no longer looking at Prince Qing, but felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Not only did he break the trap that Prince Qing had set up with Jiang Yehan, but Ji Sinian seriously injured Jiang Yehan. Such an ending was certainly not what the young prince wanted.
There is probably deep anger hidden beneath his calm surface.
I don't know what other methods he will use.
The more Ye Zhaoyan thought about it, the more worried he became, and a hint of sadness appeared between his eyebrows.
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Cheng Yuyan noticed that Ye Zhaoyan's face was not good and asked with concern.
Cheng Yuyan's voice awakened Ye Zhaoyan's thoughts, he raised his head and smiled at her, "I'm fine, but I'm a little sleepy."
Just as he was talking, Ye Zhaoyan heard his name coming from the direction of the host.
"In addition to the three winners in the martial arts competition, the four noble ladies Mo Xueyuan, Cheng Yuyan, Ye Zhaoyan, and Ning Miaoxuan in the talent competition are also very outstanding. These seven people are the seven leaders this time." Jiang Tianyou said.
The words came out and immediately attracted the attention of the whole audience. "Prince Qing has prepared congratulatory gifts for all the talented people and beauties this year. I hope you can use this banquet to forge a romantic relationship. Next, I will send you the congratulatory gifts prepared for them by Prince Qing."
After Jiang Tianyou finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and seven maids came over carrying trays with exquisite brocade boxes placed on them. Only the contents of the first tray were wrapped in a piece of exquisite silk.
Jiang Tianyou opened the silk, pointed at the items in the first tray, and introduced excitedly: "This is the most famous sword of the former Wei Dynasty, Jiuxiao. It is the sixth most famous sword in the world. The sword
It is a peerless sword with wonderful magic, decisive killing, and sharp edge. It is not only extremely sharp, but also contains extremely strong power. This sword was awarded to others as birthday gifts by successive emperors of the Wei Kingdom. This sword has been passed down many times.
It was in the hands of many people and ended up in Jindu by chance. Today, King Qing gave this sword to Ji Si Nian, the Ji family of Jiangnan, wishing him to display his ambitions and win glory for our Tianlu Dynasty!"
Everyone on the stage sighed when they heard this.
Ji Sinian was also a little surprised and quickly stood up and saluted.
"Congratulations to Young Master Ji for winning the title of Jiuxiao. He has become the fifth swordsman in the Qingjing years to be able to wield a famous sword. It is also an honor for us." Jiang Tianyou smiled and thanked him.
Hearing this, Ye Zhaoyan felt uneasy in his heart. Giving such a good sword to Ji Sinian seemed to have more than a simple meaning.
In addition to everyone else, Ju Jian's face also changed drastically, but his face was livid. This Jiuxiao Sword was ranked higher than the sword in his hand. How could he not look embarrassed?
Jiang Tianyou smiled and opened the second brocade box. Inside was a piece of completely black ore, exuding a biting coldness.
"This ore is called red flame stone. It is said that it was accidentally discovered by a swordsmith. It is a very rare sword-making material. The sword made is not only hard and sharp, but also full of sword energy. It is a very rare sword-making material in advanced sword-making.
The master's forging can also enhance the power of the sword. After it is forged, it will be of great benefit to the swordsman. This red flame stone is rare but cannot be found. His Highness Prince Qing gave it to Young Master Ju Jian of the sword-making family.
Xia, you have put a lot of thought into it."
As soon as Jiang Tianyou finished speaking, there was an uproar. Many people's eyes were cast in the direction of Ju Jian, their eyes full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
Ju Jian's face tightened, his hands trembled slightly, and he immediately knelt down and said: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your appreciation!"
This red flame stone has a price but no market outside, yet Prince Qing is actually willing to give it to others.
Chapter completed!