Fate’s Little Feral Consort

Xiao Yechen was startled and woke up, yes, right now he has to work hard to become stronger, as for other things, let's talk about it later.

Xiao Yechen no longer looked at Xiao Jiuyuan, but turned to look at Yun Qianyu not far away.

Xiao Jiuyuan withdrew his gaze dimly, and also slowly looked at Yun Qianyu not far away.

That woman sitting quietly in the crowd was just a very ordinary woman. How could Xiao Yechen like her.

At this time, Xiao Jiuyuan hadn't noticed anything at all. Wasn't he paying attention to Yun Qianyu everywhere?

Among the female relatives, the drum has stopped, and the saffron falls into the hands of Su Feiyan of the Su Guo Gong’s Mansion. Su Feiyan is the prostitute of the Su Guo Gong’s mansion. At the moment, the prince in the Dynasty wants to marry the most popular person. The Su family does not have a prince in the court, so if the princes can marry Su Feiyan, they will win over the Su Guo Gong's mansion.

In this way, the odds are great.

Su Feiyan was beautiful and beautiful, with thin eyebrows and thin eyes, and a thick bookish atmosphere filled her eyebrows. The bookish atmosphere made her whole person very elegant and elegant.

She has always loved dancing, writing, and ink. She is very proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy. She is a talented girl in Dongli country.

Now that the red flower fell in her hand, she was naturally not afraid, got up, walked gracefully to the middle of the circle, reached out and touched a note, and then took it out and gave it to the maid of the Jiang family standing beside her.

The maid took it and opened it, shouting loudly: "Miss Su performed a piano art."

Someone in the female family immediately cheered and cheered Su Feiyan.

Where the man stayed, the prince took the lead and applauded, and the rest of them naturally wanted to join in and clap their hands in agreement.

Only Xiao Jiuyuan and Xiao Yechen sat still.

Su Feiyan began to perform piano art.

The melodious sound of the piano floats over the Guiyan Pavilion, the indescribable joy of the piano, sometimes like a jade bead entering the plate, sometimes like a beauty singing, sometimes like a waterfall turning down sharply, sometimes like a goshawk singing, straight up nine songs Yunxiao.

Everyone present listened with gusto.

Yun Qianyu is naturally no exception. In addition to listening, she also admired that Su Feiyan's piano skill is really superb, and it is not comparable to idlers.

At the end of the song, the remaining sound lingers and stays for a long time.

Soon someone took the lead and applauded, and then thunderous applause.

Su Feiyan watched all this with a smile on his face, gracefully blessed the prince and the princes, and then stepped back.

The drum beat again, and the safflower spread. This time, the safflower fell into the hands of Lu Wan'er, the daughter of the Book of History.

Lu Wan'er was indescribably excited, and secretly made up her mind to perform well in front of Xuan Wang Xiao Tianyi. If the prince likes her, she can marry into Xuan Wang's mansion as a concubine.

It's a pity that Lu Wan'er's luck is not so good. The note she got turned out to be Qin.

Lu Wan'er's piano skills are not as good as Su Feiyan's, so when she plays the piano, many people point to her. Comparing her with Su Feiyan, she finally criticized her piano skills as worthless. Lu Wan'er Listening to the criticism of the body, the anger in my heart turned out to be a few wrong sounds, and now I have all the words.

Lu Wan'er was so angry that she ran down from the middle.

No one paid any attention to her, the drums sounded again, and the safflower began to pass down again. This time the safflower fell into the hands of Yan Qingfeng in the Yanbei Hall.

The note Yan Qingfeng drew was dance.

Yan Qingfeng didn't say a word, and performed a set of sword dance on the spot. The sword flowers bloomed, and the figure looked like a light swallow. One person, one sword, and a painting of its own.