Want to win the palace fight? Better to be crazy than to be idiotic!

"In that case, please ask Xie Cainv to step forward."

Qin Fengan smiled. He was curious about what was so special about the person that Su Feiran admired so much.

Xie Zhiqi knew from the beginning that her turn would be the first, so she changed into a gorgeous dress, held a tinder in her mouth, and held eight tinders between her fingers, and walked to the center of the venue in the astonished eyes of everyone.

Su Feiran secretly sighed, this stinky sister said she wanted to rehash something old, but in fact she had improved her skills. Half a month ago, she could only control one fire stick, but now she was on stage with nine. If she didn't want to burn herself, then she had it all planned out.

Xie Zhiqi simply bowed and then threw off the bamboo covers on the fire starters one by one. Immediately, the flames in the nine fire starters popped out!

"Bite, bite the lighter?" Qin Feng'an was shocked. "Is this what Su Feiran said, Xie Zhiqi's unique skill?!"

Xie Zhiqi has been working very hard in the past half month. She threw the eight fire sticks between her fingers to the top of her head, then quickly raised her head, intending to catch the fire sticks with her face!

"Ah!" Zeng Wenxin exclaimed, covering her eyes and not daring to look, "She will burn herself!"

Xie Zhiqi smiled confidently, and Zeng Wenxin's worry did not happen. In a flash, as the eight fire sticks fell, Xie Zhiqi shook her face and thrust her tongue, throwing the fire stick in her mouth into the sky!

Everyone just blinked their eyes and saw Xie Zhiqi quickly catch eight tinder sticks in the air, then turned around gracefully and slowly caught the last falling tinder stick with her hand.

"Wow......"

Su Feiran was so shocked that he could hardly close his jaw.

Is this a stunt that a human can do?

Qin Feng'an drank a sip of tea to calm himself. If the concubines' talent shows tonight were as amazing as Xie Zhiqi's, he would want to abdicate and let others take over.

After Xie Zhiqi finished her performance, she skillfully took out the eight fire sticks from her mouth, bowed to the audience one by one, then gave Su Feiran a mischievous smile and skipped to the stage to change her clothes.

The position above Cainu is Baolin, but there is no concubine in the palace who holds the position of Baolin, so the next one to come is Zeng Guiren.

Zeng Wenxin walked gracefully to the center of the venue, and everyone was stunned - she was wearing a dark floor-length cloak that wrapped her body tightly, and no one knew what was hidden under the cloak.

Qin Fengan gave Su Feiran a puzzled look. Su Feiran shook her head slightly. She didn't know what talent Zeng Wenxin had prepared.

Su Feiran looked at Song Chengpei, who had always been on good terms with Zeng Wenxin, and found that she was also staring at Zeng Wenxin's black robe with great curiosity, intending to see what was hidden under the robe. It seemed that Zeng Wenxin's preparations for the past half month had been very covert.

Zeng Wenxin clapped his hands, and the court musicians walked into the venue holding their instruments and sat down on wooden benches. Zeng Wenxin nodded to them, and the leading musician gently touched the pipa strings and plucked the first note.

The orchestra cooperated very well, and the musicians played together to form several parts. For a moment, the melodious music floated out from the venue and settled in a corner of the palace.

Li Xiyun, who was squatting on the beam and peeking, was so fascinated by what he heard that he almost fell off the beam.

The musicians were highly skilled and the music they chose was full of rhythm. The elegant music of the Central Plains was often like the sound of flowing water in the mountains, indifferent and tranquil but with a long history; or it was grand and solemn, using bells and chimes, opening and closing, and supplemented by the noisy and sharp sounds of the guqin and pipa, fully demonstrating the spirit of a great country.

At this time, the music played by the musicians was passionate and unrestrained, and the audience wanted to sing and dance just by listening to the first part. Some of the musicians were holding huqin and beating hand drums, and it was obvious that the music was in the style of the Western Regions.

Zeng Wenxin danced to the melody and spun in the center of the venue, her heavy black cloak swaying with the music.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

When the drum beats reach their most intense, the melody becomes extremely passionate!

Zeng Wenxin shook her shoulders, swung her arms back, and the cloak slipped off her shoulders.

In an instant, everyone's eyes widened - what Zeng Wenxin was wearing was exactly the dress that dancers from the Western Regions usually wore!

It was an extremely light long dress, made of scarlet and bright yellow silk and tulle from top to bottom, with tulips embroidered in gold thread on the hem. Just looking at the material, you can tell that it was expensive. Zeng Wenxin danced to the beat of the drums, and the flowing hem of her skirt turned into flowing water waves as she danced, with the gold thread flickering between the ups and downs of the hem.

Looking closely, Zeng Wenxin's long skirt is quite cleverly designed. The outer long gauze skirt is translucent, while the inner silk skirt fits closely to the body, creating a kind of looming beauty.

Her toes flew with the tight rhythm, and her flowing skirt was like a sunflower blooming in the morning sun. The scarf tied on her hand was thrown into the air during the continuous spinning, and the gemstones and metal ornaments inlaid on the wide belt kept colliding, making a "ding-dong" sound.

Zeng Wenxin danced barefoot, but with two small bells on her ankles. Every step she took was accompanied by the sound of the bells. As she danced, the people sitting around the venue seemed to have traveled to a land far away from the Central Plains, seeing the yellow sand and towering mountains, the clear oasis and the deep canyon.

She seemed to be dancing in the desert of the Western Regions. Through her dancing, everyone saw the golden sand dunes rolling and undulating, stretching as far as the eye could see. The sand grains shimmered in the sunlight, like an endless sea of ​​red gold. Suddenly, Zeng Wenxin flipped her skirt, as if a gust of wind blew over the sand dunes, raising a cloud of sand that covered the sky. Everyone squinted their eyes, but saw the sand and dust subside, and several sand waves meandered in the desert.

The music gradually softened, and everyone's eyes lit up, as if they had come to an oasis in the middle of the desert. Zeng Wenxin's eyes were as charming as silk, and her eyes were flowing, as if clear spring water was gushing out from the ground, nourishing the dense palm trees and fruit forests.

The melody stopped, Zeng Wenxin lifted her skirt slightly, and the dance came to an abrupt end. A faint sound of string stroking started, and Zeng Wenxin suddenly threw up her gauze skirt. The red and bright yellow gauze were intricately layered, interweaving into a golden snow mountain!

Even Qin Feng'an, who was pretending to be calm, couldn't help but be moved - fortunately he got to see the dance of a goddess, which made his life worthwhile!

Everyone felt that the dance had reached its climax, but Zeng Wenxin slowed down her steps. People looked down from the snow-capped peaks and saw the green grassland that looked like a huge emerald. The sky was clear and blue, with herds of cattle and sheep, and herdsmen's yurts dotted on this natural canvas.

The river flows down from the mountains, winding at first and then surging. The cliffs on both sides of the canyon are steep, and the setting sun burns out, red like fire, gray like iron, and white like snow.

The vision ends and finally reaches the vast starry sky. Far away from the capital, the wind is clear, the moon is bright, the stars are shining, and the Milky Way is like a silk thread, stretching across the sky.

And she stood at the end of the boundless wilderness. The boundary between heaven and earth became blurred where she stood.

Just a glance back is better than countless things in the world.