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

nice.

This is the ultimate beauty.

The subtle and graceful beauty of the different Central Plains cultures is not as sharp and grand as the bold and decisive ones.

Zeng Wenxin's dance can only be described as extremely gorgeous. It is a pile of images that the self-righteous scholars despise, but it is still breathtaking and satisfies everyone's imagination of "beauty".

After the dance, Zeng Wenxin's skirt stopped spinning, and the court musicians stopped playing and left. She tiptoed lightly, approached Qin Feng'an, and left a fragrant kiss on his forehead, who was already stunned.

Then, she waved goodbye, and with her veil fluttering, she turned and left.

Qin Feng'an came to his senses and the beauty in front of him was gone, as if the fairy in the mural had returned to heaven, leaving the mortal staring at the distant starry sky with melancholy.

Not only Qin Fengan was forced to stay where he was, the concubines and servants present were all still immersed in Zeng Wenxin's ultimate dance.

Even if I never see such a dance again in the future, seeing it today will make me feel grateful for the rest of my life.

Even though Qin Feng'an didn't say anything, he was reluctant to announce the next concubine to enter, and everyone knew it. In the future, there might be another favorite concubine in the back garden.

After a while, Zeng Wenxin changed into casual clothes and sat down again, and felt a pair of eager gazes.

It must be the emperor, right?

Zeng Wenxin was secretly proud of herself, but pretended to be ignorant on the surface and lowered her head to take a sip of tea.

When she looked up again, she found that the gaze had not disappeared, and the emperor had already called the next talent show, Concubine Wen.

Since he is not the emperor, what is that gaze from?

Su Feiran stared at Zeng Wenxin intently.

Beautiful sister, very pretty! Love it!

She secretly made up her mind to get closer to Zeng Wenxin, maintain their relationship, and let her dance in the back garden again when there was a chance!

Some people admire Zeng Wenxin's stunning success, some envy her, and some are jealous to the point of going crazy.

Noble lady Wen, Wen Yueer.

She hated herself for performing after Zeng Wenxin, and she also hated Qin Fengan for being so obsessed with Zeng Wenxin's dancing that he had no interest in the talents he had prepared.

There were only three words in her mind: Why?

If she performed after Xie Zhiqi, with her classical dance, even if she could not surpass Xie Zhiqi's Yaohuozhe, she would be able to be on par with her.

But now, compared with Zeng Wenxin, her dance seems mediocre and tasteless, and its only function is to set off the dance posture of the predecessors.

But when the time came, she had no choice but to go on stage.

As expected, the response at the venue was sluggish, and even the musicians played as if they were just going through the motions, bland and boring. Qin Fengan took advantage of her dancing to take several bites of the apple and asked Eunuch Zhang about some of the affairs of the previous dynasty.

The concubines also started chattering, as if her show was the intermission of the shareholders' meeting.

After Wen Yue'er finished dancing, she took her bow. Everyone gave her a few words of praise but there was no big reaction.

Wen Yue'er walked off the stage with a feeling of grievance, and passed by the next person to come on stage, Concubine Wang.

When she went off the stage to change her clothes, she couldn't help squatting in a dark corner and sobbing.

Life is unfair. Her family background is ordinary. Among the old people, she does not have as rich a background as Concubine Xian and Concubine Ning. Her appearance can only be regarded as beautiful. Among the newcomers, she is neither as cold and aloof as Wang Qian, nor as beautiful as Song Chengpei, not as beautiful as Zeng Wenxin, nor as clever and lively as Xie Zhiqi. She does not have any outstanding talent. She can only be regarded as an ordinary lady, and she does not have the endless wonderful ideas like Su Feiran.

It is only natural that he is not valued by the emperor.

Therefore, she did not ask for the emperor to favor her alone, nor did she ask for a special place in the emperor's heart. She only asked that the emperor would think of her from time to time and say hello to her. She would get what she wanted.

Therefore, she specially chose a graceful dance that expresses the feelings of a girl in the boudoir to express her lingering feelings for the emperor.

But Qin Fengan never looked at her seriously from beginning to end, nor did he try to understand her mind.

——It’s all Zeng Wenxin’s fault!

It's all her fault for seducing the emperor. The emperor was bewitched by her gorgeous dance and didn't care about her, Wen Yue'er!

Wen Yue'er felt a tingling and uncomfortable sensation seeping out from between her bones. It was a bone-eating hatred. She hated anyone who competed with her for the emperor's favor!

Her hatred was like her tears, salty and bitter, a taste that those gifted people could not taste.

"Don't cry, you're already great." She heard someone say this to her.

She looked up and saw the owner of the voice. Princess Shuo, dressed in gorgeous clothes, was looking at her with a smile and stuffed her with a few candy pills she had taken from the banquet.

"Meet... Her Majesty Shuo Fei."

Wen Yue'er choked up and wanted to stand up to greet him, but Hua Tangdi pressed her shoulders and told her not to be polite. Wen Yue'er was at a loss, and Hua Tangdi sat down beside her and told Xinye to stay nearby, leaving the two of them alone to talk about their feelings.

The lights were dim, and in a corner far away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Hua Tangdi took Wen Yue'er's hand and gently placed it against his chest.

Wen Yue'er's hands were trembling slightly. She wanted to pull her hands back to apologize out of fear, but Hua Tangdi held them tightly.

She felt the temperature of the flower and the heartbeat in her skin. It was a warmth she had never received from the emperor, but it was given by a high-ranking concubine whom she had never met.

"Empress Shuo, please go back to the banquet. If you leave for too long, His Majesty and Concubine Jia will blame you." Wen Yue'er said softly.

Hua Tangdi chuckled: "I am one of the four concubines, and the most important thing is to maintain harmony among the six palaces. If you don't want to go back, I will stay here with you to talk about your heart and listen to your suffering."

Wen Yue'er burst into tears and sobbed, "My Lady Shuo... No one in the palace has ever treated me like this... My Lady, don't waste your time and go back."

"It's too noisy over there, and the atmosphere is too flashy. I don't like it." Hua Tangdi blinked and said gently, "Besides, the next person to go on stage is Wang Guiren in my palace. I have already seen her talent when she was preparing."

Wen Yue'er lowered her head and whispered in a voice that only she could hear: "It would be great if it wasn't her but me in the Queen's palace..."

"What did you say?" Hua Tangdi asked with a smile.

"No, nothing." Wen Yue'er responded quickly, "I... just envy the sisterhood between you and Concubine Wang... I live in Liuyun Pavilion, and the sisters there are all very snobbish. Seeing that my mother's family is declining, they ignore me. Every time I see sisters in other palaces getting along well, I envy them very much."

Hua Tangdi sighed and said, "Then you are wrong."

"What does Empress Shuo mean?"

"How can there be true love among the sisters in the palace? They are just playing along and treating it as entertainment. You see, Liu Ronghua is popular, but it's only because she is favored by the emperor that many people come to curry favor with her."

Hua Tangdi let go of Wen Yue'er's hand and explained with a smile,

"Do you think Concubine Xian really loves Liu Ronghua? She is just pretending to be nice to others so that His Majesty will think she is kind and gentle."