They saw that the leading man had an otherworldly appearance and an aristocratic air. His movements were unhurried, yet there was a powerful aura emanating from him, making others not dare to act recklessly. When he entered the seat with the accompanying Duke Yang Jian and faced the crowd, that cold and unsmiling face, along with his whole demeanor, came fully into view in everyone's line of sight.
When the crowd saw the situation, they couldn't help but hold their breath subconsciously, thinking to themselves that she looked clear, dignified, and elegant, just as they had expected.
At this moment, Yang Jian smiled and said, "Your Highness, please take a seat."
This statement instantly startled the people below, and one after another, they realized the identity of the other party. Someone couldn't help but call out, "Greetings, Your Highness, long live Your Highness."
Upon hearing this, others also began to call out "Long live Your Highness," their voices resonating loudly like a bell throughout the Commandant's Mansion.
Yang Jian then led the way, and when Zhao Jinghuan coldly sat down, he ingratiatingly said, "Your Highness, would you like to have some food first to fill your stomach, and then enjoy some singing and dancing."
Zhao Jinghuan thought for a moment: They had just sat down and discussed official business, which might raise the vigilance of the crowd. It would be better to wait until everyone was enjoying themselves before investigating further, ensuring a clearer understanding of these officials' intentions. This thought passed through his mind, and he nodded slightly and said, "Okay."
He added, "Please be seated."
His tone was calm, even a little cold, but no one dared to feel dissatisfied. In fact, they secretly acknowledged the powerful aura of the Crown Prince, recognizing him as the rightful heir to the Great Yan, and the future emperor.
As a result, the crowd once again shouted, "Thank you, Your Highness."
This sound reached the other side, where Su Mo'er and others were preparing to go onstage. Su Mo'er was checking to see if anything was damaged for her performance tonight.
Hearing the sound, she couldn't help but look in the direction of the source. Qing glaze beside her envied, "Is the Crown Prince coming in now? Miss, it seems that you will definitely be able to see the Crown Prince tonight!"
Su Mo'er couldn't help but smile. For her, seeing the Crown Prince was not difficult. What was most important for her was how to leave a lasting impression on him after meeting the Crown Prince.
Just as she was thinking, she heard Qing glaze's exclamation. Looking over, she saw Qing glaze anguishedly running up and holding up Su Yao's dance costume. "Miss, look, what's going on with this!"
Su Yao took a closer look and frowned in surprise. It turned out that this was the dance costume prepared by her early today, but now it was cut into tatters.
These dance costumes were prepared for each dancer a long time ago, specifically tailored to their individual body shape and temperament.
With the costume ruined, it was a problem whether she could perform in it tonight, let alone whether she could go on stage at all!
Su Mo'er's eyes flashed with astonishment and she couldn't help but feel angry.
She instinctively looked up at someone, only to see that person raising his chin and staring at her. Su Mo'er's eyes flickered slightly.
In an instant, she seemed to be full of anger, grabbing the tattered costume and going in front of Liu Feifei, tossing it in front of her, and coldly asking, "Speak up! Did you do this?"
To Su Mo'er's surprise, Liu Feifei remained calm and replied disdainfully, "It seems you're not stupid. Yes, it was me."
Su Mo'er's face changed dramatically. Biting her lip, tears welled up in her eyes. "Why are you so malicious! To do such an ugly thing and show no shame?"
Liu Feifei sneered, "What do I have to be ashamed of? Did I do it sneakily? Or deny it? You asked if this was my doing, and I admitted it. What can you do to me?"
"You!" Su Mo'er's face was full of anger, as if she was about to hit her. But Liu Feifei snorted coldly, and her own servants quickly surrounded Su Mo'er.
She was surrounded by people, her eyes cold and full of contemptuous mockery. "What? Do you still want to fight? If so, go ahead and try it!"
Infuriated, Su Mo'er shook off her hand and took a step back cautiously, questioning her, "Liu Feifei, by behaving like this, aren't you afraid of causing unhappiness to the Crown Prince and the Commandant later tonight?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Feifei laughed mockingly. "Su Mo'er, do you think too highly of yourself? Who do you think you are? Haven't seen anything about the Crown Prince. Based on what should the Crown Prince be unhappy because of you? As for the Commandant, there are other dancers present, not just you. Why do you think no one else can take your place except you?"
Liu Feifei's words were indeed harsh. The girls who had been watching the show just now suddenly became interested, especially those who didn't have the opportunity to perform, all of them showing a glint in their eyes.
That's right, who was Su Mo'er? Did she really think she was irreplaceable? This incident was a heaven-sent opportunity for them!
At that moment, apart from a few others who were close to Su Mo'er, everyone else was getting excited.
"Nonsense!" Just then, Yang Matriarch's angry reprimand came from behind. "We're about to go on stage! What are all of you gathering here for?"
The crowd turned back in fear and greeted Yang Matriarch and Yuan Mother.
Looking at the crowd, Yuan Mother paused at Su Mo'er and Liu Feifei, and asked, "What happened?"
Just as Su Mo'er was about to speak, Qing glaze stepped forward indignantly, "I would like Yang Matriarch and Yuan Mother to make a decision for my mistress!"
Then she explained the whole thing.
Upon hearing this, Yang Matriarch looked at Liu Feifei and asked sternly, "Miss Liu, did you really do this?"
Liu Feifei's expression changed in an instant, and she sneered, "Yang Matriarch, do you think I'm that stupid? If it really was me, would I admit it in front of everyone?"
Yuan Mother frowned. "Then why did you admit it just now?"
Liu Feifei stared at Su Mo'er disdainfully. "I was just irritated when she pushed everything onto me, so I deliberately angered her. But I really didn't do it!"
"You're lying!" Qing glaze angrily pointed at her.
Liu Feifei's eyes suddenly turned cold. "I am speaking to your mistress, what right do you, a lowly servant, have to speak?"
As she said that, she raised her hand to slap, but Su Mo'er, quick to react, pulled Qing glaze over, saying, "Let Miss Liu speak, don't do anything."
Seeing this, Liu Feifei snorted coldly and put her hand down. "It wasn't me doing this! Believe it or not!"
Su Mo'er couldn't help but look at her deeply, while Yang Matriarch and Yuan Mother lightly frowned.
At this moment, a servant came forward and said, "Yang Matriarch and Yuan Mother, the dignitaries have called for the performances to begin..."
With this, Liu Feifei suddenly perked up. "Yang Matriarch, Yuan Mother, I need to go on stage now. But now, Su lady is accusing me again. Should I go on or not?"
Yang Matriarch coldly waved her hand. "Let's not discuss this for now. You can go on and don't keep the Crown Prince and the others waiting."
With this, Liu Feifei, triumphant, raised her head. "Yes, then I will take my leave."
柳霏霏 left, and everyone's gaze stopped at Su Mo'er's tattered dancing costume. Someone immediately suggested in a low voice, "Mrs. Yang, Mrs. Yuan, now that Miss Su's costume is broken, won't it delay her performance?"
"Yes, yes! Mrs. Yuan, I think we should quickly find someone to replace Miss Su while there's still time," said someone else.
One by one, everyone was eager to come forward and let Mrs. Yuan choose them, so they could replace Su Mo'er and take the stage.
To their surprise, Mrs. Yuan quietly listened to them, then smiled and said, "We appreciate your good intentions, but Miss Su's participation has been personally designated by Captain. It wouldn't be appropriate to change it at will. Fortunately, I have a dance costume similar to Miss Su's. With a few modifications, it should be suitable. Let her use that one for now."
After Mrs. Yuan's words, everyone understood that it was impossible to replace Su Mo'er. They reluctantly fell silent.
After Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Yuan left, Su Mo'er saw that there was no one around and sincerely bowed to the two, "I'm really sorry to have troubled you, Mrs. Yang and Aunt."
Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Yuan looked at each other and then said, "It's just a small matter, not a big deal. However, it's commendable of you to anticipate such a situation in advance."
Su Mo'er smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not really clever, I just like to be prepared. I didn't expect that Li Feifei would be so reckless this time."
Although she had secretly made some preparations, she had kept them hidden. Li Feifei, on the other hand, was accustomed to being arrogant and overbearing, and with her background, she acted without any restraint.
Fortunately, her actions allowed her to use the second plan. Otherwise, it would have been a disaster if her true intentions were revealed only when she stepped onto the stage.
Mrs. Yuan asked, "What are your plans next?"
Earlier, when she mentioned having a dance costume, it was simply to dispel the thoughts of those people. Now, she was curious about Su Mo'er's next move.
Su Mo'er replied with a slight smile, "I originally didn't want to use that method, as my skills are lacking and I haven't practiced for long. But now, I have no choice. However, I'll still trouble Aunt to have the things I previously left with you sent over. As for the dance costume..."
She paused as she looked at the tattered dancing costume in her hand and gritted her teeth, "I'll make some modifications. It should be enough!"
Mrs. Yuan could only nod and said, "Don't worry about the trouble. As long as you put in the effort, if the Crown Prince takes a liking to you, the careful teaching you have received over this time won't be in vain."
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At this time, Li Feifei had officially entered the stage. She came from a noble background and was not nervous at all. Instead, she had a clear goal and immediately locked her gaze on Zhao Jinghuan, who was sitting in the high seat. After a brief preparation, the music started playing.
It has to be said that she came from a prominent family and had a deep foundation. Her Feixian dance, accompanied by ethereal music, swayed between lofty and gentle movements. Her flowing sleeves, in particular, fluttered like flowers as she twirled and leaped.
Coupled with her inherently proud and aloof temperament, her performance was captivating, and the audience was thoroughly engrossed.
Li Feifei was observant of the audience's reaction, especially the Crown Prince sitting in the high seat. Seeing the reaction of the crowd, she felt proud. It seemed like even the Crown Prince's attention was focused on her, which made her even more delighted and she danced more wholeheartedly.
However, at this moment, as she flung her sleeves, they suddenly flew out from both sides of her...
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Author's Note:
I'm back! I wonder if there are any little angels here? I'll leave a comment and send a red envelope for this chapter~ Cheers~