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"Little Lou?" The empress's eyes turned to Zhan Xiaolou, while everyone else focused on her.

Zhan Xiaolou clenched his fists and cursed Chu Yuwen a hundred times in his heart. If it was only Chu Xunwen, then he could have completely rejected him. However, he didn't expect that Empress Chu Xunwen would listen to him too.

Chu Xunwen didn't expect the empress to agree after a few casual words. Zhan Xiaolou's expression was one of unspeakable bitterness; it was too refreshing.

Chu Fuwen sent a gloating expression to Zhan Xiaolou. Zhan Xiaolou sneered in his heart. "Do you really think that I'm afraid of you?"

"Queen Mother." Feng Yu took a few steps forward, his voice neither fast nor slow. "I want to dance a white moon dance. I don't have more than three people who know this song. Would Doctor Zhan be able to do it?"

These words finally gave Zhan Xiaolou a way out. First of all, only a few people knew this song, which showed how difficult it was. Then, he would ask Zhan Xiaolou if he knew about it and even if he didn't, it was reasonable.

"I'm really sorry, but Lou Cheng doesn't know this song." Zhan Xiaolou immediately followed Feng Yu Xuan's words and gave him a grateful look. Feng Yu Xuan smiled and nodded at her.

The empress had seen all their little movements, and she was growing less and less aware of her youngest son.

As he talked about not wanting to marry Zhan Chen, he defended her at all times …

At this point, Jing Jue stood up, and looked straight at the empress, saying, "Empress, I've heard that the Ninth Prince's dancing skills are exceptional, and this humble servant just so happens to know how to play the melody. Why don't I accompany the Ninth Prince!"

The empress saw that Jing Jue was one of the people on the first floor, so she did not show much respect in front of so many people. She nodded in agreement.

Chu Mi Wen saw that he had gone through so much trouble to embarrass Zhan Chen, he didn't expect it to end so soon.

The empress looked at Zhan Xiaolou thoughtfully. She didn't want to let Zhan Xiaolou go so easily.

"Then, Lou, how about you give my son a poem while he's dancing?"

Zhan Xiaolou paused for a second. It seemed that if he didn't do as the empress said, he wouldn't be let off that easily.

Thus, he stood up, walked to the front, and clasped his hands together in a salute, neither servile nor overbearing.

"Understood."

The empress's eyes were narrowed as she watched Zhan Xiaolou, her heart pounding.

"Then we'll see."

Zhan Xiaolou heaved a sigh of relief. Very soon, the people in the palace prepared a brush, ink, and paper for her.

Moments later, Feng Yushu appeared dressed in his best clothes.

Jing Jue had already taken his seat. An ancient zither was placed in front of him.

The sound of the zither rang out, and all eyes were focused on the person in the middle of the hall.

Today, Jing Jue was wearing a white inner shirt, a vermilion cotton robe, and boots with black velvet rolling along the golden edges. His black hair was tied up high like silk satin, and wrapped around his ears with a red crown.

Feng Yu's white clothes and black hair fluttered in the wind. His clothes were not tied up, but they were slightly fluttering. His beautiful eyes shined with a bright light. Her appearance was like a painting, and she was so beautiful that she didn't seem like a real person. This sort of beauty surpassed that of men and women, and could no longer be described with words.

It was like the moonlight. It was quiet and peaceful. It was dazzling and bright. Just by standing there, he could see her face.

Zhan Xiaolou couldn't help praising Feng Yushu for being the number one beautiful man in the Moon Curse!

At the same time, Zhan Xiaolou also began writing on a piece of paper.

When Jing Jue finished his last sentence, Lou Cheng also stopped writing.