The Concubine of a Famous Family: Reborn as a Empress

On the contrary, Chuntao looked directly at her plain dance dress, "On the contrary, it's Miss San, you are dressed so plainly, is it really okay?"

Looking down at the dance clothes on her body, He Yan smiled indifferently.

"I don't mind, anyway, I don't plan to stay for too long. When my sister becomes a concubine, I will leave. It's just a formality. There is no need to be so grand."

Hearing what she said, Chuntao stopped talking and helped He Lanxi change her clothes.

When the two sisters walked out of the room and gathered in the courtyard, they couldn't help but choked hard and sighed helplessly when they looked at the thin clothes on the beautiful girls.

It really is the king who has a thin waist, and the palace has starved bones.

If you look around, all you see are dancing clothes as thin as onion wings. You have to understand that it is already October, and the weather is a bit chilly. For this kind of weather, the enthusiasm of all the ladies really seems to be high .

Seeing their naked dance clothes, He Yan shuddered fiercely, and she panicked for them.

A gust of cold wind blew, and He Yan couldn't help but sneezed. Looking at Xiao Ruo beside her, she quickly took the cloak from her hand and put it on her body. She let out a sigh of relief when her body warmed up.

It's better to be warmer.

Murong Lan'er, who happened to be standing in front of her, looked back and saw He Yan wearing a cloak, and immediately sneered, her mouth was mocking.

"It's really a concubine who can't make it to the stage. It's God's favor to stay. Could it be that she wants to wear a cloak and dance on stage? The He family's face will be completely humiliated by her."

He Yan didn't care about Murong Lan'er's sarcasm, and turned her head to talk to He Lanxi about something else, directly ignoring Murong Lan'er.

Seeing He Yan deliberately ignoring her, Murong Lan'er bit her lips, and a look of unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

Gong Ling who was next to her suddenly said, "Sister Murong, why bother with a concubine who can't get on the stage, don't get in a bad mood, don't forget, we are going to have a dance competition today, it would be ugly for someone to lose, Isn't it much better than a war of words?"

Hearing this, Murong Lan'er's eyes lit up, "That's right, I lost in full view, so she can recognize her identity."

With the sound of silk and bamboo, all the beautiful girls couldn't help dancing, wishing to break their waists, just hoping to attract the emperor's attention.

But Mo Yi, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was not interested. Su Pei rushed to call someone at the beginning of the scene, saying that an official had something important to report.

Seeing that the emperor was gone, the showgirls lost their interest, and Fang felt a little cold after losing so much enthusiasm. He Yan and He Lanxi shared the cloak together, and they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that it's hard for the ladies of the various palaces sitting under the stage, and no one appreciates the fancy dress, so they can only focus on looking at the beautiful girls on the stage.

Looking at all the beautiful girls, I can't help but feel that I am a little old and faded, and my eyes are like needles, which is very uncomfortable.

But even in such a cold weather, the show girls still tried their best to show off their youth.

He Yan, who was sitting under the stage, looked at the woman dancing gracefully on the stage with her eyes. Her enchanting figure was dizzying, and she couldn't help but look at He Lanxi beside her.

"Sister, who is this woman? This dance is really good."

Looking at the singing and dancing girls on the stage, He Lanxi seemed a little dispirited, "She is the daughter of the imperial tutor, Xie Qianxun, she has been learning dance for 12 years since she was five years old, she is naturally a blockbuster."

With Xie Qianxun around, everyone was compared, and they felt that their materials were very inferior in comparison.

Xie Qianxun on the stage was in high spirits, enjoying everyone's astonishing eyes, dancing his body more vigorously, trying to show his perfect side.

With her amazing dancing posture, isn't she afraid of being overwhelmed by beauty?One day, she was the one who could stay by the emperor's side!

Appreciating her amazing dancing posture, He Yan could see the ambition in her eyes at a glance, raised her eyebrows slightly, and suddenly felt that such an astonishing dance had more worldly taste, so she lost interest in watching, and just lowered her head to eat the pastry .

"Why didn't you watch it?" He Lanxi was a little puzzled.

"I feel a little cold." Wrapped in a cloak and shrinking her neck, He Yan shivered, "When will it be over, I already want to go back to my room."

He Lanxi looked helplessly at the trembling third sister, "Be patient, the emperor is not here today, it must be over in a while."

Gu Yanrong, who was sitting on the phoenix chair, looked coldly at Xie Qianxun, who was flamboyant on the stage, a murderous look flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting, and he was still sitting there gracefully drinking tea.

In the end, it was no surprise that the one who won the chief position was Xie Qianxun, the daughter of the Taifu. Many beautiful women came forward to congratulate her, in order to gain some glory.

Looking jealously at Xie Qianxun, who is full of stars, Murong Lan'er clenched her hands tightly.

What I thought I got would fall into Xie Qianxun's hands, it is really hateful.

Sensing Murong Lan'er's gaze, Xie Qianxun looked this way, raised his chin at the same time, gave a provocative and charming smile, then turned his gaze to another place, making it clear that he didn't pay attention to Murong Lan'er inside.

This move really annoyed Murong Lan'er, but she still endured it, and there was a bit of hatred in her jealous eyes.

"Don't think that you can continue to be complacent, but this time it's just a dance competition. Next time, you won't be so lucky."

Gong Ling, who only won the fifth place, was also unwilling in his heart, and stared at Xie Qianxun through gritted teeth.

"Sister Murong, look, she just won the first round, why did she get so complacent?"

Seeing Gong Ling's gnashing of teeth, Murong Lan'er sneered, "Don't worry, the best show is yet to come, she won't be so beautiful all the time."

He Yan had already been terribly cold, and when she returned to her room, she was wrapped in a quilt and holding a hand stove.

Thinking of Xie Qianxun's enchanting house, He Lanxi sighed, "Sure enough, there are people out there. I thought that I practiced dance diligently enough, but I didn't expect that Xie Qianxun would win the first place."

Holding the ginger soup that Xiao Ruo brought, He Yan saw her loneliness and blew on the hot soup in the bowl.

"It's not necessarily a good thing to come out on top."

A sentence that popped up suddenly made He Lanxi quite surprised, "Third sister, what do you say?"

After drinking the soup in the bowl, He Yan glanced at Xiao Ruo who was beside her. Xiao Ruo immediately nodded understandingly, walked to the door and looked around, and made sure that there was no one outside the room, then nodded slightly to He Yan.

Putting down the empty bowl in her hand, He Yan looked at He Lanxi with sharp eyes, "Murong Lan'er's expression was quite ugly just now, I can see that she is going to attack Xie Qianxun."

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