After crossing over, I was favored by the villain

The marriage celebration officially began, and all the surprises ended in the sound of singing and dancing. As the song ended, everyone slowly got into the mood.

As one of the important marriage proposal persons, Ruan Ning needed to take the initiative to perform some skills, and she chose to perform a sleeve dance.

Ruan Ning was seen lightly raising her jade arms, and her wide sleeves fluttered in the wind. The sleeves were like flowing clouds, slowly rolling in the air, sometimes like a nimble dragon, winding and circling, and sometimes like light clouds, misty and stretching.

As her body swayed, her dancing sleeves either brushed her cheeks, with an almost imperceptible touch like the spring breeze, or swung toward the sky, as if she wanted to scatter all her emotions between heaven and earth. With every dance, the brocade patterns on her sleeves sparkled with brilliance, contrasting with her graceful posture, making the viewer feel as if they were in a dreamy fairyland, intoxicated in this endless elegance of the sleeve dance, which made people admire and applaud.

Ruan Yan performed a pipa solo. She held the pipa in her arms and sat in the center of the stage, like a beauty walking out of a classical painting. Her fingertips lightly touched the strings, and the sound of crisp finger movements was like a meteor that suddenly appeared in the night sky, which opened the prelude to the performance.

As the melody gradually rose, her fingers jumped quickly on the strings like a nimble dancer. While jumping, the big strings made a clattering sound like surging waves, rushing forward with overwhelming force, and the small strings made a clattering sound like a sobbing stream, meandering through the quiet mountains and forests.

Sometimes she bowed her head and hummed softly, and the sound of the pipa was like weeping and complaining; sometimes she raised her head and was excited, and the sound of the strings turned into golden swords and iron horses whistling and crisscrossing on the battlefield. When she swept the strings, the sound waves rolled, as if sweeping away all the worries in the world; when she rubbed the strings, the emotions were lingering, as if tightly entwining the hearts of the listeners.

When the song ends, the lingering sound is like the mist in the mountains, which lasts for a long time, making the listeners intoxicated and immersed in the musical adventure created by the pipa.

After Ruan Yan faded away, Ruan Jun came on stage. He stood still for a moment, waiting for the drums to sound, then suddenly drew his sword from its sheath. A flash of cold light appeared, like a meteor in the dark night. The sword in his hand was like a spirit snake spitting out its tongue. At first it was a gentle provocation, and the flashing shadow of the sword was like a dragonfly skimming the water, drawing tiny ripples in the air.

As the drum beats became more intense, his body suddenly turned and the momentum of his sword changed suddenly, like a tiger emerging from the mountains. Each of his swords carried a thousand pounds of force and whistled in the wind. Sometimes he jumped high, pointing his sword at the sky, and sometimes he leaned down and stabbed, his sword sweeping through the dust.

The sword merged with his figure, spinning rapidly. Only the sword light could be seen circling, but no human figure could be seen. Only the sharp sword energy was overflowing, and the fallen flowers around were swept up by the sword energy and fluttered down.

When he put away his sword and stood up, the surroundings seemed to have experienced a fierce battle, and the aftermath was long and it took a long time for people to recover.

The performance of the three people made even Jin Yan and Feng Hanyun, who were waiting in the backstage, applaud unconsciously. Feng Hanyun commented sharply, "The movements are light, the skills are superb, and the momentum is magnificent."

Jin Yan raised his eyebrows, "Master, is that enough to evaluate me with just four words?"

Feng Hanyun turned his head to look at her, "What else?"

Jin Yan shrugged, not daring to act rashly, and said with a simple smile, "It's time to start the formal content. After Du Beizhe's failure, the person behind the scenes should have a backup plan. We have to be careful."

"Yeah." Feng Hanyun nodded.

Without Du Beizhe, a left prime minister took over the meeting. He was older, but had a Taoist look and a straight back. He stood in front of the three people, and the three people bowed and said, "Prime Minister Meng."

Prime Minister Meng stood with his hands behind his back, nodded slightly, and then turned to the crowd and said loudly, "Princess Fanglian's movements are light, graceful and poetic, which brings a dreamlike artistic conception to the audience. Princess Yiyan has superb skills and rich expressiveness. She controls the whole scene the moment her fingertips touch the strings. Prince Junchu is majestic and agile, and his movements are both hard and soft. Whether it is the heroic pointing of the sword to the sky or the sharpness of the low body stabbing, they all show superb skills and profound skills. Let us once again give a warm round of applause to the three of them and celebrate the future of Fengtian Kingdom."

"it is good!"

"Princess Fanglian!"

There was constant applause from the audience, and the atmosphere was boosted by a few words. Prime Minister Meng put his hands behind his back to appease the audience, and only then did they calm down.

Then he raised his head and said, "According to the laws of Fengtian Kingdom, the marriage proposal must be made within Daqing, and the bride must be brave and resourceful, and can help Fengtian Kingdom's future pillars, and get along well with the princess and the prince. The capable ones will get it, marry into the royal family, assist the emperor in governing the country, and be promoted to higher positions, and the capable ones will be given important tasks."

As they spoke, the three of them had already taken their seats. Prime Minister Meng explained the marriage rules clearly and said, "Don't hurt the harmony. Stop when it's time. Please fully demonstrate your talents and win the hearts of the princess and the prince."

Prime Minister Meng gave up the stage, stood with his hands behind his back, and announced, "The first round is for the literary contestants to paint a landscape of their dreams. The princesses and princes will select three of their favorites and present them to His Majesty for a final review. It will take one stick of incense."

With a "ding" sound, the gong sounded, and the first written test officially began.

Participants came flying over one after another. Jin Yan looked at them and touched his chin. [Why is Tuoba Yue not here? ]

Those who came forward took their seats one after another, both men and women. Prime Minister Meng asked his men to light the incense next to them, and the competition officially began.

At the same time, Ruan Ning and others would also be painting at the same time. Everyone stretched their necks waiting to see how many of them could finish within a quarter of an hour, and how many of them could catch the emperor's eye.

While everyone's attention was on the painting, Jin Yan changed her clothes and stood beside Jin Yujue.

Jin Yujue rarely smiled and whispered, "Has Yan'er made all the arrangements?"

Jin Yan also smiled without showing his teeth, and said with a slightly closed-lipped voice, "Fortunately, we haven't reached the martial arts competition yet, so we are safe for the time being."

Jin Yujue raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and continued to wait for the results of the competition. He asked casually, "Yan'er is of marriageable age, right?"

Jin Yan raised his eyebrows, [What's wrong with being of marriageable age? There's still a chance of dying at this age, am I going to die too? Really, I can't escape the fate of being urged to get married no matter where I go.]

She smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't worry."

Jin Yujue sighed softly, "It is a taboo in the royal family to have no heirs. Yan'er, you should also consider whether you want to take back the throne and accept the responsibilities you should bear."

Jin Yan curled his lips, "Didn't I tell you, Your Majesty, you really got the wrong person."

Jin Yujue let out a breath slowly. It seemed that she really didn't want to be a bird in a cage. Well, just let her be.

She thought about it and asked her own question, "Will someone from Xisha really come?"

Jin Yan covered his face and smiled, "Maybe."

[According to the current situation, if you want to separate the relationship between Phoenix Pavilion and Fengtian Kingdom, it may not be enough to rely on Du Beizhe alone. At present, the scumbag can no longer make any waves. The people behind him must find other ways to balance these things. Xisha Kingdom, which has always been out of competition, is the best chess piece to hold. Fengtian Kingdom's marriage invitation to Daqing just happened to give them an opportunity. Even I will not miss such a good opportunity. ]

[Wait a minute, scumbag? ]

Jin Yan looked at the contestants carefully. One of them seemed confident and had a frivolous look on his face. Although he was not as gorgeous as before, he still exuded his confidence. Who else could this person be but Yu Zibo?