Hua Tianxiang shook her head and said, "If this is true, Princess Qixia should first compare the piano and then dance. Dance is extremely physically exhausting, and playing the piano after dancing can easily affect her performance. Listen to Ye Ying's piano sound."

The originally melodious and melodious sound of the piano suddenly turned sharply, and the song became rapid and enthusiastic. Princess Qixia's graceful figure also moved faster, and only clothes were seen flying in the middle of the field, like a gust of wind rippling all the flowers.

Obviously, Ye Ying may have discovered this, or noticed that Princess Qixia's strength made her feel threatened.

Everyone in the stands obviously noticed the change of being raised. Princess Zhaoyang frowned, and the eyes fell on Ye Ying were a little cold. Yao Ji, who was sitting elegantly and admiring Princess Qixia's dance, suddenly giggled and smiled, turned her head to Mo Jingli with a solemn expression, "Your Highness, the future Princess Li is indeed good. Yao Ji admired him." Mo Jingli had a cold face, and didn't even give Yao Ji a look, but just wrinkled. In his eyes, Yao Ji, who was from the Song and Dance House, was not worthy of talking to him at all. He naturally didn't have to pay attention to Yao Ji's words. Yao Ji didn't care about his ignorance, and his beautiful eyes were flowing, and his smile was rosy, "The best beauty in the capital is indeed well-deserved, but she lacked some hospitality."

Yao Ji's voice was not high, but Ye Ying sat down at the place closest to the stands. Yao Ji's words were just coming into Ye Ying's ears, and the Taixue Zheng, who had never expressed his opinion, also snorted lightly. If Yao Ji's words were not necessary, Su Zhe's attitude made Ye Ying's heart tremble. The fingering method, which was originally like flowing water, paused. Although she quickly realized that Feng Zhiyao, who was sitting next to Yao Ji, gradually frowned and smiled lightly: "I originally thought that after a year, Princess Li's piano skills should be more refined. Unexpectedly..."

Ye Li naturally couldn't hear the words of the people in front of him. Although Ye Li was proficient in lip speaking, she did not intend to share them with others. Therefore, what Qin Zheng and others saw was that Ye Ying's face was even worse than Princess Qixia who had just been plotted for dancing. Princess Qixia ended in a perfect posture, and glared at Ye Ying fiercely, turned around and returned to Princess Zhaoyang. The little bit of sweat on her forehead also showed that she was not as relaxed as she performed. After all, the sharp turn that Ye Ying played before and after was too big. She was unprepared and did not make a fool of herself on the spot because of her superb dancing skills and adaptability. She dared to plot against her like this, and she must make her look good!

After nearly two hours of competition, the winners of various skills finally came out. Ye Ying's performance was a bit inferior to last year. Although she later tried her best to show a Feixianwu barely tied for first place with Princess Qixia. However, Princess Feng San, known as the best piano in the capital, rejected it and lost to Liu Ruyun, the daughter of the Liu family. Later, she won a third place in poetry, but it was hard to hide Ye Ying's grievance and frustration. As an outsider, Princess Qixia shones in the subsequent competition, winning the third place in piano skills, calligraphy, and chess skills. Since then, Princess Qixia has become the leader of this Hundred Flowers Fair with two firsts, one second and one third places.

Princess Zhaoyang was obviously very satisfied with the result. Several judges in the stands also praised the foreign princess a little more. Just when Mr. Su Zhe was about to announce the result of the Hundred Flowers Festival, Princess Qixia leaned down in Princess Zhaoyang's ear and said a few words, then stood up and bowed apologetically to Mr. Su, turned around and looked at Ye Ying with a gloomy look below the audience, with a sneer sneering across her eyebrows.

"Forgive me, everyone, Qixia requests to compete with Miss Ye Si for a new dance." Princess Qixia said loudly, and the venue was suddenly filled with noise.

Feng Zhiyao leaned lazily in the chair, looked at Princess Qixia and smiled, "I believe everyone here is very happy to see the princess and the most beautiful dancer in the capital again. But... but I don't know why I have to compare again?"

Princess Qixia raised her head and said proudly: "Didn't you say that there is no first in literature and martial arts? Although this dance is not the other martial arts, this princess is not used to being alongside people." While speaking, she glanced at Ye Ying disdainfully, and almost said that Ye Ying was not worthy of being alongside her. Ye Ying's face was pale and her slender figure was shaking. Everyone present saw it, and she could not help but show that Princess Qixia was too bullying. Princess Qixia didn't care about other people's eyes, but just stared at Ye Ying calmly.

Feng Zhiyao's lazy phoenix eyes swept over Mo Jingli, who was sitting on the side with a gloomy expression, and smiled and said, "Your Highness, what do you think? After all... Miss Ye Si is your fiancée."

Mo Jingli glanced at Ye Ying in the audience, and there was a slight fluctuation in her cold eyes, and said lightly: "Is Princess Qixia dissatisfied with Yao Ji's judge?"

Yao Ji smiled sweetly and was immediately charming, "If Princess Qixia had a more beautiful dance, Yao Ji would naturally be willing to appreciate it. But I don't know if there is this honor."

Mo Jingli remained silent. Although he didn't know much about dance, the natural way of Mo Jingli was given by Yao Ji before. The dance skills of Ye Ying and Princess Qixia should be between the same. However, dance is a skill of viewing with eyes. Even if the two people's skills are almost the same, Princess Qixia's enthusiasm is obviously more touching than Ye Ying's graceful and extraordinary nature. In this case, it is also possible. If Ye Ying loses to Princess Qixia again... Mo Jingli's handsome sword eyebrows gradually frown.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Princess Zhaoyang on the head frowned in displeasure, "Jing Li."

"Oh……"

There was a low voice from the audience, and then a crisp sound of porcelain falling to the ground. Everyone looked in the sound. The girl beside Ye Ying was lying on the ground begging for mercy. Ye Ying covered her left arm with a pale face. The left arm was already wet. It was obvious that the waiter who served the tea just now accidentally poured the tea on Ye Ying's body.

"Ying'er..." Mo Jingli got up and jumped out of the stand to bring Ye Ying into his arms, kicked away the girl who was kneeling on the ground, "Get out!"

The princess's face turned pale and Mo Jingli kicked the girl from her Princess's Mansion, "Come here, please ask the imperial physician to treat Miss Ye."

The ladies present couldn't recover from the sudden situation. Although each of them tried their best to maintain their ladies' demeanor, it did not prevent them from exchanging their opinions in various ways in private.

"Tsk, Ali, you have to be careful, your sister is cruel enough." After a few hours of sitting down, Murong Ting's name for night had evolved from Miss Ye and Ye Li to the intimate Ali. If that girl accidentally poured water on Ye Ying, Murong Ting bet that she didn't love studying, she didn't believe it. How could she be so good at Princess Qixia just raised a challenge, and Ye Ying was burned here?
Chapter completed!