Initial Volume Heaven Descends Trouble ☆ And Intimate Princess Chapter 17: One Dance for a Thousand Pieces of Gold

  "Your Majesty, although the two princesses came to learn from the War King's wife, they wanted to learn some dance skills. However, the War King's wife has not been feeling well and may not be convenient." The Crown Princess Nan Rong spoke in a soft voice, wearing a light pink dress that trailed on the ground, her slender waist cinched with a cloud-patterned belt, making her appear even more delicate. A seven-treasured coral hairpin adorned her hair, reflecting off her face like a lotus flower.

  Her face is as beautiful as a flower, with a pair of phoenix eyes that seem to be made in heaven, yet she also has an air of majesty. Her black hair is styled into an elegant coiffure, adorned with intricate ornaments, and the small pearls on her fingers shine brightly like snow, twinkling among her hair. The lotus steps forward to the front of the hall, gently bowing her head, exuding nobility and elegance.

  "The Crown Princess's words are not unreasonable, as Queen of War has just recovered from a serious illness, it is indeed not suitable..."

  "Isn't the War King's wife in the Grand Temple the Ninth Princess of Nanchu? Otherwise, why doesn't she dare to compete with me?" The Sixth Princess of Cangguo swept her gaze over the elaborately dressed Crown Prince's wife, and her eyes suddenly sank under the dark and mysterious gaze of the Emperor.

  A sharp glint flashed in the dark eyes, and the Night Emperor's face wore a benevolent smile as he suddenly said in a loud voice: "Jiǔér, are you willing to accept the challenge of Xiao Guo's Eighth Princess and Cang Guo's Sixth Princess?"

  The one who felt the strongest sense of isolation from Yixin was Ye Juedi, and only he clearly sensed a strong aura of detachment emanating from her. This made his heart tighten involuntarily.

  "It doesn't matter whether this princess is really the ninth princess of Nanguo or not, as long as her husband knows. Since both princesses insist on learning dance skills, then please do so." Yixin said with a careless tone, looking at the emperor's eyes last night.

  "Haha, you're indeed worthy of being my daughter-in-law! Which princess will go first?"

  Daring to provoke the nocturnal royal family, they even dared to interrupt his words, and now they must be taught a lesson. At the same time, Ye Huang also wants to take this opportunity to see if Yixin is living up to her reputation.

  The princess of the two countries, Xiao Cang, bowed slightly to the Moon Emperor and then withdrew from the main hall to prepare. Her eyes fell on the face of Crown Princess Nan Rong Shallow Language, her pink lips curled up, and she said softly: "Thank you, Crown Princess, for standing up for me."

  Don't look at you with a human-like appearance, a pair of eyes stuck on Ye Juechen's body can't be pulled open, treating her as dead or non-existent.

  "The Queen of War doesn't need to be so polite." Nan Rong's smile stiffened at the corners of his mouth as he said lightly.

  At this time, a song and dance was performed, Yixin Zhenya didn't even lift her head, intently destroying the various fruits, pastries on the table, but she didn't touch the wine.

  It looked like she hadn't eaten for hundreds of years, and the sight made Ye Huang and others' mouths twitch. Hadn't Ye Juechen ever fed her? The civil and military officials turned their heads away, unable to bear looking at her again. It was clear that the War King had mistreated her. As for the envoys from both countries, they all looked disdainful.

  A woman like her can't even show her face in public.

  As the music ended, Princess Liusheng of the Qing Dynasty descended onto the main hall in a silver dance dress, her figure as light as a cloud. She twirled and danced lightly, the sound of silk and bamboo instruments wafting through the air. Her water sleeves, embroidered with auspicious clouds, seemed to transform into a dragon at times, and a phoenix at others, vivid and full of spiritual charm.

  On the basis of the original water sleeve dance, many dance movements require a good foundation in acrobatics, otherwise it is difficult to perform.

  The sixth princess Canglan is obviously a mid-to-high-level expert. This dance is both strong and soft, and it has earned her a constant stream of applause.

  Immediately following, the eighth princess of Xiao Guo took to the stage, her fiery red dance skirt forming a striking contrast with the silver dance skirt of the princess of Cang Guo. A long sword flashed in the wind as it left its scabbard, and her small red leather boots tapped out a lively rhythm on the ground. The unassuming dance movements were unexpectedly brilliant, drawing thunderous applause from the audience.

  Her slender waist, whether bending or stretching, wielded a long sword with ease and precision, advancing and retreating in perfect rhythm, completely outdoing the elegant water sleeves of the blue orchid. She truly lived up to her reputation as the eighth princess of Xiao Guo, excelling in both literature and martial arts.

  "Good, really good!" Ye Huang clapped his hands, generously praising.

  "Thanks, Your Majesty." The eighth princess of the Xiao Kingdom smiled complacently and raised her eyes to look at Yixin's body. She saw that she had peeled a fragrant jujube with her right hand, took a bite, and then put a grape into her mouth with her left hand, eating with great relish.

  "The War King's Consort, it's your turn to take the stage." Xiang Guo Jin, candidate for the throne of Xiang Shan, stood up and spoke to Yi Xin Ran, but his eyes were on Ye Huang, with a hint of disdain and mockery that was all too clear.

  Yi Xing Yan finished eating the last bite of fragrant crispy food, patted her small hand, and lightly laughed: "The people of the Xiao Kingdom's imperial family are nothing more than this."

  "What do you mean?" Xiao Shan's face turned red with anger, his eyebrows inverted in a scowl.

  " Literally speaking, your parents should have taught you that when talking to someone, you should look at who you're talking to."

  "Let the War King's Consort please come." The eighth princess of Xiao Guo had shown off enough, and she gave a glance to Jin Hou Xiao Shan, indicating that he should shut up. "The Jin Wang just wanted to get a glimpse of the War King's Consort's splendor."

  Yè jué chén lā zhù yǐ xīn rǎn, dī shēng dào: "Nǐ yào zuò shén me?"

  Translation:

  "Ye Juechen pulled Ixinn down and said in a low voice, 'What do you want to do?'"

  "Just playing around."

  "Don't bother me with this."

  She batted her eyelashes, and suddenly Xīn Rǎn leaned in close to Yè Jué's handsome face, whispering softly into his ear: "I've gotten into trouble, you're responsible for cleaning up the mess, isn't that right?"

  A warm breath brushed against his face, and Ye Jue only felt that his heart had risen to his throat. The feeling was very strange, yet it made him not want to push her away, but rather hold on tightly. As he regained his composure, Yi Xin Rong had already walked to the center of the grand hall. "You all want to see your king's consort dance."

  A soft voice echoed throughout the grand hall, and all eyes were fixed on her stunning face, unable to look away. That beauty pierced through the soul, so ethereal, so otherworldly.

  "The Queen of War has already accepted our country's princess invitation, who would have thought that she would lose her words."

  "The Queen of War does not dare to compare, is it admitting that she is not the Ninth Princess of Nanchu?" The Crown Prince's tutor of Xiaoguo had just finished speaking when the cold voice of King Qi of Cangguo rang out.

  "The queen didn't say no to dancing, what's wrong with you guys." Yixin's eyes drooped, a bitter smile flashed at the corner of her mouth. No matter how much she had possessed in the past, she could never avoid one person's battlefield. Except for herself, no one else could protect her completely.

  She thought no one had discovered her abnormality, but she didn't know that the small movements she thought no one saw were all seen by Ye Juechen, and his cold hard heart actually skipped a beat because of her.

  "The status of this princess is far more noble than that of a dancing girl. If you want the princess to dance in public like a dancing girl, making a spectacle of herself and becoming the laughing stock of others, then let's see how high a price you can offer for the princess to put aside her noble status and perform a dance."

  One sentence turned Xiao Guo Gongzhu and Cang Guo Gongzhu into lowly dancing girls.

  "You——"

  "Xiao Guo's eighth princess, but what did I, the queen, say wrong? You are a princess of a country, and dancing in public with those banquet dancers is no different. The smile on Yixin's face was dazzling, so dazzling that it was even more piercing to the eyes. 'You all watch those dancers dance for silver, if you want to see me, the queen, dance, unless you can also pay the price.'"

  Her meaning is simple, it's not that she doesn't want to dance, but rather who can offer a better price.

  "How much silver do you think it would take for the War King's wife to dance once?" The Sixth Princess of the Cang Country gritted her teeth and asked, furious that Yi Xincheng had compared them to those lowly dancing girls.

  "It depends on who's watching." Yixin's smile was innocent and harmless, but the words that followed ruined the illusion.

  "Name a price, then, War King's Consort." Xiao Yan didn't believe she could still come up with an astronomical figure.

  Yi's eyes fluttered, her long eyelashes like butterfly wings, as if a fairy had mistakenly entered the mortal world. Her soft and sweet voice echoed clearly in the main hall, "One million two hundred thousand taels of gold."