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Everything felt like a dream... It was wonderful, and it made people... He was immersed in it, unwilling to wake up even after a long time.

"Madam, madam …" Senior Servant Zhou hurriedly grabbed one of Madam Rong's men and happily whispered into her ear, "Eldest Miss is safe and sound. Wake up, wake up Madam!"

The First Wife finally woke up. When she saw Lian Ruyue standing there unharmed, she let it go in one breath, but her face was covered in tears.

Even her mother exhaled and sat back in her seat. Her forehead was already covered in sweat. She took the handkerchief and wiped it clean.

When Lian Shiya tightly gripped the silk handkerchief in her hand and realized that everyone's gaze was attracted to her and ignored her, a strong sense of jealousy and regret arose in her heart!

If she had known earlier, she would have asked the Ninth Prince to shoot the chrysanthemum on her head!

It really wasn't worth it to be taken advantage of by Lian Ruyue.

Only after an unknown amount of time had passed did the petal slowly fall to the ground, and only after it had disappeared did everyone come back to their senses. Feng Yunzheng put down his bow and arrow, and returned it to the princess' hands.

Princess An nodded her head in satisfaction. "This rain of golden petals is quite interesting. I never thought that Yun Zheng's archery skills would be so superb. Not bad."

"Yunzheng thanks Imperial Aunt for her praise." Feng Yunzheng nodded, walked back to his own seat, sat down again, and lightly floated over.

"The ninth brother is so powerful." Traces of coldness leaked out of Feng Ye's eyes as he faintly smiled. His gaze towards Feng Yunzheng became somewhat more refined.

Feng Yunzheng replied, "We are all in the same boat. Who doesn't know that eighth prince's archery skills are truly formidable?"

"I didn't expect that Ninth Royal Brother would have such an outstanding archery skill. Brother Wang has a whole new level of respect for him. I wonder just how many secret weapons Ninth Royal Brother has hidden." Feng Qianyue's face carried an indescribable expression as his deep gaze fell upon Feng Yunzheng's body.

Feng Yunzheng remained calm, pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Fourth Prince, you flatter me. My royal brother is no busier than my royal brother, he is always at home, practicing his archery whenever he has nothing to do, and only this archery skill of his can be used. As for secret weapons, some people have them, but I … "No."

"Ninth Royal Brother is being modest."

For some reason, Feng Qianyue had the nagging feeling that Feng Yunzheng was a completely different person, one that he couldn't fathom and was completely unfathomable to him. His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at him with an inquiring gaze.

Princess An Guo looked at the two Lian sisters and said, "What I meant was that whoever gets shot first will be the first to perform. You two sisters are the last remaining people left, so you guys are qualified to perform. The rest …"

Princess An looked disdainfully at the kneeling noble ladies, and coldly said, "You want to show off in my princess' mansion again, to amaze the world with your abilities, to make people look at you in a new light, yet not even daring to accept a small challenge, so you all lose the right to perform, go back to your seats."

"Yes." Everyone had lingering fear in their hearts as they stood up. If they knew that being shot by an arrow would not only make them look like fairies, but also give them a chance to perform, they wouldn't have knelt down and begged for forgiveness.

When Lian Shiya heard this, she came to a realization and relaxed. So it was just a decision about who would perform first. She was absolutely sure that Lian Ruyue would not be able to win against her.

"Your name?" Princess An Guo asked as she looked at the calm and composed young lady.

Lian Ru Yue took a step forward and bent her knees. "Reporting to Your Highness, this subject's daughter Lian Ru Yue." His every move and gesture was well-mannered, yet neither servile nor overbearing. It was as if he was a big direct descendant.

"Let's begin. I'll wait and see." After the picking of the flowers and archery shooting, the Princess of An Guo had already paid a bit more attention to Lian Xiyue. She raised her hand, indicating that she wanted to say something.

"Yes." Lian Ruyue did as she was told and walked to the center. The other musicians and dancers all nodded and left, leaving her alone on the grand stage.

She turned to Princess An Guo and asked, "Princess, can I borrow the sword worn by the guard beside you?"

Princess An Guo nodded and said, "Give her the sword."

Everyone looked at her in puzzlement. This girl's talent show, why did she need a sword?

Lian Shiya snorted coldly in her heart when she saw Lian Xiyue receive the sword. She was a person who would deliberately make people mystify people, and her dancing skills were mediocre, so no matter how hard she tried, it would be nothing much. Furthermore, she had already mastered a consummate technique long before she came to the princess' mansion, so she was confident that no matter what Lian Ruyue performed, she would be able to suppress her limelight.

With a 'shua' sound, Lian Ruyue pulled out her sword, and that sword flashed with a cold light in the air.

"Ambush on all sides." She said to the pipa master on the field.

As soon as he finished speaking, the urgent sounds of music seemed to come from the depths of time, quickly capturing the hearts of people.

Yan Dai swept her gaze over her eyebrows, as four directions rose up with a single sword strike! It was as if there was a mysterious beam of light shooting towards them.

Accompanying the intense and majestic tempo, Lian Yue's wrist lightly rotated as the sword suddenly thrust forward. Her graceful body moved as fast as lightning as sword qi shot out in a rainbow. That sharp sword was one with her gentle figure.

The sharpness of the sword, coupled with her ice-cold expression, gave off an indescribable beauty.

Suddenly, a flute melody was added into the arpeggios, the two quickly merged into one, the music became even more complicated, everyone saw that it turned out to be the Ninth Prince who had drawn the bow just now, he stood up and put the jade flute to his lips, he was dressed in a white robe, there was not a speck of dust on his body, the sword danced on the stage, unexpectedly he seemed to be extremely compatible with the moon.

Sensing the change in the music, Lian Yue spun around like the moon. The treasured sword created a sword aura in the air as she stared fixedly at the white-robed man playing the flute, continuing to swing the sword in her hand.

He also stared at Lian Rue, his flute melody overshadowing the sound of the lute. The flute melody seemed to contain tears, dripping blood, lacerating muscles, and bones. In his mind, the scene of blood splattering everywhere, the crying girl, the ruthless and decisive speech, had traveled through his past life and resounded in their ears.

The music was getting more and more passionate, more and more satisfying!

They seemed to have found some sort of tacit understanding within this voice that only they could understand!

They stared at each other. The air was filled with a wave of sparks and even a wonderful clashing sound.

The veins on his forehead faintly pulsed, and he suddenly stood up. He pushed away the pipa musician who was drenched in sweat who had already been knocked down by Feng Yunzheng's music and sat in his position. His rough fingers brushed across the pipa's strings, and a wave of gentle pushing and tugging at it like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The level of the music became more and more distinct, and one's emotions became more and more intense. Gradually, it overshadowed the sound of Feng Yunzheng's flute.

Suddenly, the flute's flute melody changed and it was as if a martial arts master had dodged the oncoming attack. He then quietly looked at Lian Ri Yue, and did not pay attention to Feng Qianyue's addition.

Invincible meant that there was no opponent in their eyes.

Feng Qianyue felt that he had been provoked, so he purposefully increased the speed of the movements in his hands. The lute at the tip of his finger flew away like the clouds and flowing water; he had a thought to divide these two people!

Lian Ruyue's gaze was still gloomy and completely unaffected by Feng Qianyue. Her son lived for him, and in this lifetime, she would never even spare a glance for him!

His steps became increasingly light, elegant and agile. However, the movements of his sword techniques were getting faster and faster, to the point where he even felt like he was dreaming.

The phoenix tail on her bun and the plum bamboo on her dress danced along with her waist, creating a heart-wrenching scene of sorrow and joy.

Everyone's emotions fell as they stared dumbly at the girl at the center of the dance floor. How could she be so beautiful, so soul-stirring!

They had never seen a girl who possessed such a beauty that could not be tolerated in this world.

One played the flute, one played the lute, one had the demeanor of a saint, and the other was cold and profound.

The three of them seemed to be narrating an earth-shaking story. In this story, some people were bleeding, some people were dying, and some people were stepping onto the highest platform as they looked down upon the masses and started a massacre!

Dancing to make out the shadow, how did it seem like he was in the mortal world! It was so loud that it made one cry!

The music became more and more passionate.

Even the crescent sword was like lightning. With a sudden clang, it was like a flood dragon soaring into the sky and shuttling back and forth. Her steps were as graceful as a swallow and as sharp as an eagle's. In the blink of an eye, her grandeur could once again swallow the mountains and rivers!

Feng Ye became silly. The hand holding the wine cup loosened unconsciously, but when the wine cup landed on his robe, he was completely unaware. Even he was stunned …

Xiao Yue'er, Xiao Yue'er, just what kind of power is hidden on your body? It made me look at you in a new light, time and time again, forcing my gaze to fall on you.

Lian Shiya tightly twisted the handkerchief in her hand!

She had thought that since Lian Ruyue's dancing skills were not good enough, she would definitely lose to her. However, she never expected that she would have the intention to put in the necessary effort and directly brandish her sword.

Whereas Lian Shiya didn't know how to dance the sword at all! He couldn't even lift his sword!

Now, Lian Ruyue was the vanguard, so everyone was completely immersed in her. After a long time, how could her performance get them into the mood!

She bit her lower lip as the atmosphere in her heart grew increasingly tense.

As the music gradually came to an end, cold sweat faintly appeared on Feng Qianyue's head. Feng Yunzheng's flute music did not sound aggressive at all, but it gave off the feeling of a boldness that fell from the sky.

Everyone's thoughts were completely influenced by the vigorous music and unique sword movements.

"Shua!" Just as everyone was immersed in their thoughts, Lian Rue suddenly and quickly turned around. Her treasured sword drew a semicircle in the air and then, with unstoppable force, she swiftly stabbed towards Feng Qianyue.

That sword was fast and ruthless, and it was aimed straight at Feng Qianyue's throat. Feng Qianyue was shocked as he lifted his head, and the hand that was holding the zither immediately came to a halt. The strings of the lute immediately broke into several pieces!

It was getting closer and closer! Feng Qianyue abruptly clenched his fist, and his eyes stared straight at the person that pounced over. His body abruptly constricted, and his pupils swiftly enlarged.

She wanted to kill him!

Ah!" No one had expected that Lian Ruyue would suddenly kill Feng Qianyue!

Wasn't she afraid of death?