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One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

Shen Ninghua agreed straightforwardly, but Chu Junyi's heart skipped a beat. The ten maids looked weak, but their footsteps were light and their feet were clean. They were all well-versed in martial arts. If it was any other competition, it would have been a dance competition, and a fight on the high stage at that. Once someone secretly tried to take advantage of Shen Ninghua and intentionally pushed her off the stage, she would be in danger.

Today, the makeup she wore was extremely exquisite. Moreover, she was wearing a red palace dress with gold embroidery on the cuffs. Every step she took seemed to be flowing down, and with the combination of her unparalleled beauty, many people below the stage were mesmerized.

Shen Ninghua stopped and turned to look at Chu Junyi. "I heard that Sir Chu is an expert at playing the zither. Would Sir Chu please accompany us?"

How could Chu Junyi not agree? She took the guzheng from the musician's hand, flicked her sleeve, and leapt onto the stage. His figure was extremely relaxed, and was in stark contrast to his appearance when he walked up the arena step by step. Immediately, the complexions of Bu Jinglan and the rest became a bit uglier. This person was clearly pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger!

Chu Junyi walked up to Shen Ninghua and said softly, "Those girls all know martial arts. Be careful."

This time, Bu Jinglan came prepared and specifically indicated that they wanted to dance. He must be very confident, since she already knew that these maids were not ordinary, so she called him over. If anything happened, this person would be able to protect her.

The other ten women were already on the stage, standing opposite of Shen Ninghua on the other side of the stage. Chu Junyi took the guzheng without asking anyone to bring the table over. She sat down on the floor not far from Shen Ninghua and placed it on her lap. With a flick of her hands, music flowed out from the guzheng.

The ten women of Great Yue State glanced back and forth, and at the moment the music sounded, their rotating footsteps cleverly landed around Shen Ninghua. They wore traditional clothing of Great Yue State, and their tight-fitting white skirts were tightly tied around their waists, but the moment they raised their hands, they revealed a small slender waist, immediately attracting the gazes of everyone below the stage.

They were enchanting and their shoulders shook with the music, causing the entire arena to be filled with a beautiful radiance. The hearts of the many men in the audience pounded like drums as they stretched their necks forward, wishing that their eyes could glued onto them.

In an instant, Shen Ninghua's single figure was suppressed by the atmosphere they created.

Baili An clenched his fists as he stood below the stage. A trace of worry flashed across his eyes. These women had clearly practiced for a long time, so they all had a tacit understanding with each other. They turned around, looked back, and jumped … With every movement, Ling Li displayed his unique grace and grace of the Great Yue State Dance to perfection.

Ning Hua had miscalculated this time. Fortunately, Chu Junyi had won just now, so it wouldn't have been a terrible loss.

Many clear-headed Da An officials secretly shook their heads. There was no hope in this situation.

Just when everyone was having different thoughts, a clear and melodious bell suddenly rang out. The sound of the bell wasn't very clear among the accompaniment of the zither, but it clearly traveled into everyone's ears, causing them to be stunned. Many of the absent-minded officials woke up from their stupor and looked around to check the source of the bell.

The commotion woke up quite a few people. They looked around but didn't find the bell. They immediately felt somewhat puzzled.

Bu Jinglan suddenly frowned. This sound completely broke the atmosphere that had been created in the arena just a moment ago!

Just as everyone was preparing to enjoy the dance on the high platform once again, another bell rang.

"Look, it's Princess Guanghua!"

On the high platform, Shen Ninghua was solemnly standing there, her red clothes blazing like fire. She held her folding fan high up in the air, a golden bell on her wrist especially conspicuous, suddenly, she flicked her jade sleeves, causing a string of melodious bell chimes to ring out, instantly causing the ten women from the Great Yue State's women's dance to become disordered. She hastily adjusted her body to match the music, and a few of them even deliberately changed their positions to block Shen Ninghua's figure.

Shen Ninghua, however, didn't pay any attention to them. The folding fan in her hand opened with a 'shua' sound, forming a beautiful flower in her embrace. Accompanied by the ringing of the bell, she leapt into the air.

At the start, her movements weren't too big, and with the surrounding girls blocking her, everyone could only see her indistinct figure, but that only increased the desire of the audience to see her clearly.

Slowly, the melody of the zither and the ringing of the bell became one and the dance of the women of Great Yue State had unknowingly changed. Shen Ninghua gradually grasped the rhythm of the entire stage.

The folding fan in her hand was like a delicate string. It spun, swung, opened, closed, twisted, rounded, and bent. Flowing Water Like a dragon and dancing like a phoenix, it tightly gripped the hearts of the crowd.

Dressed in red clothes, with a folding fan and a string of golden bells, she was like a fairy performing a beautiful dance in front of everyone. The women of Great Yue State had long been reduced to the background. Everyone could only see a fiery red glow in front of their eyes. His mind was completely focused, and he couldn't bear to blink even once. That red light was like a flame, fiercely burning his eyeballs, and one was imprinted into the depths of his heart.

Chu Junyi had almost forgotten about her playing. Her heart pounded like a drum, and her eardrums shook. She wanted to hold the red figure in her arms, even if it meant being burned to ashes by the fire.

Shen Ninghua leaped up as the sleeves of her dress fluttered in the wind, as if she was a celestial maiden riding the wind and leaving. This caused everyone to clench their fists, wanting to keep her, but they were afraid of dirtying her dress, desecrating the fairy.

Just as the crowd was about to cry out loudly, a white figure bumped into the red figure, causing her to suddenly descend towards the arena.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"My god."

"Fairy …"

When the crowd was about to tear the woman into pieces, Chu Junyi leapt down from the bed, grabbed her flying sleeves and hugged Shen Ninghua tightly in her arms.

Chu Junyi gasped for breath. When he saw Shen Ninghua fall off the stage, he was so scared that he forgot to breathe. "Ninghua …"

Shen Ninghua's forehead was covered in sweat, but her eyes were bright like flames, "I'm fine."

They landed on the ground. Chu Junyi still felt a lingering fear in her heart. She was a woman he would never let go!

Bu Jinglan once again gripped the wine cup in his hand. However, this time, it wasn't because he lost, but because he almost injured Shen Ninghua. If it was said that he was just testing Shen Ninghua when he first arrived, he really wanted to bring this woman back.

He stood up and was about to explain when Empress Zhao Hui Ying, who was sitting beside Baili Qingfeng, suddenly threw the teacup in her hand onto the ground: "How dare you!"

Everyone jumped up and apologized.

The Crown Prince's expression changed. Her mother had never liked Shen Ninghua, so why would she openly defend her today?

Baili Qingfeng was in agreement. He frowned as he looked at Bu Jinglan, waiting for his explanation.

Bu Jinglan immediately stepped forward to pay his respects. "Esteemed Empress, please forgive me. I'll investigate this matter thoroughly. I'll give Princess Zhao Hua justice."

Chu Junyi let go of Shen Ninghua with an incomparable amount of yearning in her heart, forcing herself to suppress her reluctance. She turned her head to look at Bu Jinglan, her eyes filled with rage.

The ten maids on the stage were escorted over and kneeled on the ground. Their faces were pale as they waited for the judgement to be pronounced.

Zhao Hui Ying walked forward, his elegant brows knitted together: "Justice? Heh, you still need to investigate clearly before giving justice. I ask you, what are the identities of those girls? "

Bu Jinglan was shocked: "It's this prince's maid."

On the surface, Zhao Hui Ying was even more angry: "A maid? You actually used a few maids to compete with Princess Radiant? "What, do you mean that the Great Yue State doesn't think much of our Great An Country?"

"No, I didn't mean it that way."

Zhao Hui Ying said, "Since you don't have that intention, then just express your attitude. These maids will kill them to apologize to Princess Zhao Hua."

Bu Jinglan's expression changed. He had painstakingly nurtured these women with all his might. He felt heartbroken at the loss of any of them. "Empress, the young girl that attacked Princess Zhao Hua has died to atone for the princess' crimes. The rest …"

Zhao Hui Ying reprimanded angrily: "You just said that you don't have any intentions of looking down on my Great An Country. Now, I won't let you give up after you kill a few maids, but when you really marry a woman from my country, won't you torture her to death?"

"No, the empress …"

"Hmph, there's no need for you to explain anymore. Men, suppress those bold maids and punish them for the murder of the Royal Princess!" He turned his head to look at Bu Jinglan, who still wanted to continue arguing, and said, "Sixth Prince, if your royal father is dissatisfied with me disposing of a few maids, you can let him personally come to me and ask me. I'll naturally explain everything to him clearly."

"I don't dare. It's just a few maids, so the empress can handle them as she pleases."

Zhao Hui Ying laughed arrogantly, then he got up and returned to his seat, scaring the maids behind him so much that they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Baili JinChuan stared at Shen Ninghua, feeling extremely surprised in his heart. Although the empress valued the rules of the palace, she was usually very lenient with others. It was rare for her to be this angry, and now she was actually scolding the Great Yue State for the sake of Shen Ninghua, whom she didn't really like. No matter how she looked at it, it wasn't normal! Although he did not understand why the empress was acting this way, he had a faint premonition that all of this had something to do with Shen Ninghua.

Being protected by Chu Junyi, Shen Ninghua did not receive any injuries. At this moment, he went up to Zhao Huiying and respectfully bowed, "Your son thanks mother."