C11

The Imperial Garden was filled with the young ladies of all the official families, as well as royal descendants.

Some of them were whispering to each other, while others were chatting happily. It was extremely lively.

An Lan and the rest of the group stared at the bustling scene in front of them as countless thoughts ran through their heads.

An Ran felt it was boring, so he led Dong'er to admire it on her own.

An Linjiang found a row of empty seats and led them to their seats.

Half an incense stick of time passed …

A high-pitched voice rang in his ears: "The emperor, empress, and prince have arrived."

"This subject pays his respects to Your Majesty. May the Emperor live for tens upon thousands of years, and the Empress live for thousands of years."

"Everyone, please take your seats." The Emperor had a dignified expression, with a jade-like face, and an overbearing heroic spirit.

Xiao Ye Mo was dressed in a light purple robe. His black hair was tied up high with a jade crown. Under his sword-like eyebrows were a pair of long and narrow peach shaped eyes, filled with emotion.

The handsome face was as distinct as a sculpture. The angular face was abnormally handsome. Her nose was tall and straight, and her red lips were moderately thin. At this moment, however, they were suffused with a dazzling smile. His appearance was meticulous, but his inner self was unrestrained.

An Lan fiercely casted a glance at him, as if he couldn't wait to swallow him alive.

Xiao Ye Mo felt that there was a burning gaze staring at him from behind. Just as he looked around, that gaze disappeared, leaving only An Ran's infatuated gaze.

"Everyone, the reason why I'm hosting this Flower Lover Banquet today is because I want to use this opportunity to help my fourth prince, Xiao Ye Mo, choose a wife." The emperor wore a bright yellow dragon robe and sat upright on the dragon throne. There was a serious expression on his face.

From this, it could be seen that Xiao Ye Mo was doted upon by the Emperor.

The elegant and graceful woman sitting beside the Emperor was the Empress, Lady Xu, and Xiao Ye Mo's mother.

Sitting next to her was Wang Shishi, Li Zhaoyuan, and Shen Imperial Consort.

On the other side sat the crown prince Xiao Yechen, the second prince Xiao Yeshai, the third prince Xiao Yesu and the fifth princess Xiao Qiang.

The crown prince Xiao Yanchen and fourth prince Xiao Yumei were both from the empress, the second prince Xiao Yeshai and the fifth princess Xiao Qiang were all from Wang Shufei, and the emperor Xiao Yesu was from Li Zhaoyuan.

Other than the Empress, only Wang Shufei and Li Zhaoyang were doted on by the Emperor.

Empress Xu cast a sidelong glance at all the women present before nodding with a smile. She was very satisfied with the scene.

"Your Majesty, can we begin?" He turned to face Xiao Jun and said.

Xiao Jun gave Li Fu a meaningful glance, and Li Fu shouted from the top of his lungs, "Send His Majesty's orders, the Flower Viewing Banquet will now begin."

As soon as Eunuch Li finished speaking, a group of dancers dressed in the same dancing attire slowly walked in, waving the ribbons in their hands.

Her figure was curvy and graceful. On the red stage, the two arms were constantly shaking and dancing. The ribbons were alluring to the rhythm of the shaking, like waves on the sea, constantly sweeping over.

After the dance. The dancers retreated one by one …

Everyone below the stage was holding cups of fine wine and tasting all kinds of delicious food. Such beauty, such beauty, how much can there be in this world?

"Everyone here today will have a great time. "Now is the time for us to test your talents. Do not hesitate to reveal whatever talents you have. Today, those who have performed outstandingly will receive the title of the most talented girl, and you will even have the chance to become the imperial concubine." Xiao Jun Mo Xie's face had a benevolent expression as he smiled lightly. It didn't have its usual solemnity and ferocity. It was as if a benevolent father was choosing a wife for its son.

Everyone in the audience gasped, some were happy while others were sad.

"The talent show is now officially starting. Please come one by one according to the order." Eunuch Li said in a high-pitched voice.

The first one to go on stage was Prime Minister Han Qian Jin, Han Xue'er, who demonstrated her talent in playing the zither.

Dressed in a light pink dress, she sat upright on the edge of the stage. Her slender fingers lightly strummed the strings of the zither, and a pleasant sound softly rang out by her ear. Sometimes high and sometimes low, it was a melody of mountains and flowing water that followed her fingertips back and forth.

After the song ended, everyone's eyes were filled with praise. Han Xue'er arrogantly raised her chin, twisted her slender waist, and slowly walked off the stage.

Xiao Junmo looked at his departing figure and lightly smiled as he stroked his beard.

Xiao Ye Mo continued to stare at the Night Light Cup in his hands. He didn't even glance at the proud girl; he only felt nothing more than indifference.

As the rounds of performances passed, An Lan felt very bored. Watching her performance, she stretched her waist lazily and yawned. She suddenly felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep. The drowsiness was eating away at her will.

At this moment, there was a scorching gaze staring straight at An Lan. The corners of her mouth slightly curled up, and her face was filled with contempt.

"Next is the third lady of the An clan …" Eunuch Li shouted with a shrill voice.

An Ran gently stood up and slowly walked to the stage. Her figure was graceful, and her every action was noble. She continuously shook her arms, like a rainbow butterfly dancing in a flower bush.

Her dancing posture was enchanting, captivating, and captivating. Her fair skin was covered with sweat, dancing in the hot air. She was like a dewdrop on a lotus petal, sparkling and translucent in the morning sunlight.

Xiao Ye Mo looked at her in a daze. There was actually such a beautiful woman in this world that was as beautiful as a flower, so beautiful that she could topple empires. Her frown and smile constantly swayed his heartstrings, and he couldn't help but be a little dazed when he saw it.

The corner of An Ran's mouth curled up as he started dancing even more frequently. She was like a peacock with its tail between its legs, looking forward to the stunning and admiring looks from others.

After the dance.

Everyone applauded and applauded. All of their eyes were filled with amazement and disbelief.

An Linjian stroked her beard proudly. She never thought that her third daughter, whom she usually disregarded, would have such an outstanding achievement. The smile on her face grew even wider.

An Lan was awakened by the noise and noise. She stretched her waist. He looked at the pleased expression on An Ran's face, as if she had just missed something.

Xiao Ye Mo kept his gaze on An Ran. Looking at her outstanding dancing skills and how alluring she was, he really wanted to hug her and kiss her intimately.

Eunuch Li's sharp voice sounded again, "Next, the second young miss of the An clan will bring us the finale."

Everyone looked in the direction of An Lan and saw her leisurely sipping her tea.

Realizing that he was being stared at by a large group of people, An Lan slowly put down his teacup and walked forward with lotus steps.

Huan'er, holding the Mysterious Ice Zither, followed closely behind An Lan.

An Lan sat cross-legged, placing the Mysterious Ice Zither in front of her. Qianqian gently stroked the zither with her ten fingers. At this moment, her calm eyes were clear and undisturbed.

Her jade-like fingers continuously moved back and forth on the zither strings. Waves of a melodious melody penetrated the hearts of everyone present. It could even be described as refreshing.

Her song, mixed with the music of the zither, was even clearer and more touching than the song of the oriole warbler.

At this moment, her long hair was fluttering in the wind. Her pair of long and narrow eyes were brimming with vigor. Her cherry-red lips slightly curled up, revealing a charming smile.

Xiao Ye Mo couldn't help opening his eyes wide. He originally thought that An Ran was already a beauty that could topple empires. He didn't expect An Lan to be even more peerless than her. She was as beautiful as a fairy.

With the end of An Lan's performance, the banquet was also nearing its end.

"Everyone, the performance is now over. We can all enjoy ourselves in the imperial garden. " The emperor who was sitting upright on the dragon throne said.

Everyone knelt down in gratitude, as if they had received a great gift.

An Lan felt a great sense of relief. She took Huan`er to a quiet place to admire her.

Just as An Lan was about to sit down and take a good rest, he was interrupted by an uninvited guest.

"Miss An, you're in such a good mood. You actually came here to admire the beautiful scenery." Xiao Ye Mo held the Jade Bone Fan in his hand and teased with a smile.

When An Lan saw that the person who came was Xiao Ye Mo, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Greetings, Prince." An Lan blessed Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye Mo wanted to reach out to help An Lan up, but he didn't expect An Lan to stay away.

Xiao Ye Mo withdrew his hands and pretended to smile to hide his disappointment.

"Miss An, there's no need to be so formal. You can just treat This King as a friend."

An Lan straightened his expression and spoke slowly, "Your Highness, gifts cannot be wasted. Please forgive me for not being able to comply with your orders."

Xiao Ye Mo was repeatedly rejected. He felt unhappy in his heart, "Miss An, have we met before?"

An Lan paused for a moment, a trace of anger flashing through his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"This is the first time we've met." An Lan was confident.

"Oh? Really? "Then why do I see hostility in your eyes?" Xiao Ye Mo's heart was filled with doubts. How could a person meeting for the first time feel such strong hostility? Could it be that he was mistaken?

"Your highness might have seen wrongly, how could I possibly have any enmity towards you?" Still unperturbed, An Lan lightly said.

Xiao Ye Mo composed himself. Perhaps he really had seen wrongly.

"Miss An just played that melody. It sounds so good. I wonder if I'll have a chance to hear it again?" Xiao Ye Mo probingly asked An Lan. His eyes were filled with anticipation, fearing that An Lan would reject him.

An Lan glanced at Xiao Ye Mo and said with a charming smile, "There will be a chance."

She bit her lips in anger and punched the tree trunk in front of her with her fist. The pain in her hand made her let out a muffled groan, "Anlan, you slut, the throne of the princess belongs to me. Don't even think about snatching it away from me."

An Ran cast a fierce glance at An Lan, who was standing right in front of him, and left in a rage.