Ye Li shook her head and said, "Miss Yaoji's action is too decisive. Why do you have to …" Ye Li was asked if she could go to this extent for a man. Ye Li knew very well that she absolutely could not do what Yaoji did. It was not because she didn't love him, but … her love had a bottom line. If she could even abandon her dignity, this kind of love would be too heavy for Ye Li.
Mo Xiuyao leaned over to Ye Li's ear and whispered, "I will never let Li be like this. I will remove all obstacles and let Li be Mo Xiuyao's only wife."
Ye Li raised her eyebrows, "Prince is very good at saying nice things today."
"You like it. I will say it every day." Mo Xiuyao smiled, "Don't worry. Muyang is a little stupid, but he is kind. He will definitely come. "
Ye Li nodded. So what if he came? Muyang would never marry Yaoji, nor would he give up Marquis Muyang's Mansion for Yaoji. And Miss Sun, she was also the most innocent one.
On the stage, Yaoji was holding a colorful embroidered ball and looking at the audience with a smile. The men under the stage all stared at the small embroidered ball excitedly. As long as they got it, they could spend a night with the best dancer in the capital. It was absolutely a great temptation for these ordinary men who would only look at Yaoji once. Yaoji's eyes fell on Ye Li. She raised her eyebrows and smiled sweetly at her. Ye Li frowned and had a bad feeling in her heart. Before she could figure it out, Yaoji raised the embroidered ball and threw it in her direction. The crowd exclaimed, and those who were far away could only curse in frustration. Those who were close all stared at the embroidered ball in the air and raised their hands high to catch the good luck falling from the sky.
From the moment Yaoji raised her hands, Ye Li knew where she wanted to throw it. Of course, Yaoji didn't want to throw the embroidered ball to herself, but to Mo Xiuyao who was standing behind her. After the embroidered ball left her hand, Yaoji raised her eyebrows and moved her lips silently. Although there was no sound, it wasn't difficult for Ye Li who was good at lip-reading. What she said was, "Do you think he'll accept it?" Ye Li cursed in her heart. She turned around and wanted to pull Mo Xiuyao away. Normally, with their skills, they wouldn't have to worry about not being able to avoid a small embroidered ball. But now, the two of them were surrounded by people. It was difficult for them to even move their feet, let alone avoid it. Mo Xiuyao lowered his head to look at Ye Li, who was tugging at his collar, and chuckled. He raised his hand and slapped the embroidered ball that was flying towards him. The embroidered ball immediately changed direction and flew to the other side.
As the embroidered ball deviated from its direction, the crowd rushed to the other side. Mo Xiuyao held Ye Li in his arms to protect her from being squeezed by the crowd. He asked with a smile, "Were you nervous just now, Miss Li?" Ye Li snorted and raised her head to look at the stand. Yaoji didn't look disappointed when she saw her embroidered ball being slapped away. Instead, she smiled more charmingly at Ye Li and said silently, "Congratulations." Ye Li nodded slightly and accepted her congratulations.
The colorful embroidered balls were fought over in the crowd. Often, before a person could grab them, they would be slapped away or taken away by the person next to him. The fierceness of the fight for the embroidered balls was amazing. It was just a small embroidered ball. No matter how many people fought for it, it couldn't be fought over endlessly. Just when a burly man, who thought he was better than others, reached out to grab the embroidered ball, an outstanding figure stepped on the shoulders of the crowd and flew over. He kicked away the burly man's hand and at the same time, kicked the embroidered ball towards the woman standing on the stage.
In the disappointed exclamation of everyone, a swift figure quickly flew onto the stage and caught the embroidered ball before it fell on Yaoji. On the stage, a young man dressed in a brown brocade robe was standing leisurely beside Yaoji. His handsome face was angular, and he looked more boorish and straightforward than the men from Great Chu. However, the sharp gleam in his eyes, which seemed to be smiling, made people know that he was not one of those warriors who were all brawn and no brains. The man casually played with the embroidered ball in his hand. He smiled at the man who had fallen into the crowd below the stage and said, "Since you don't like Miss Yaoji, you can just stand aside and watch. It's rude to kick her embroidered ball back like this. It's said that Da Chu State is a land of literature and etiquette. You're too … rude to the beauty. "
The man in the crowd, Mu Yang, the heir of Marquis Muyang's household, flew onto the stage with a sullen face. He didn't say a word and slapped the man in brown. The man in brown was obviously prepared and easily dodged to the side. The man in brown was obviously prepared and easily dodged to the side. The two of them fought back and forth on the stage. The people below the stage also cheered. Since he couldn't get the beauty's favor, he didn't lose anything by watching the show. Ordinary people didn't have much, so it wasn't easy for them to have too many obsessions.
Ye Li leaned in Mo Xiuyao's arms and curiously looked at the man fighting with Mu Yang on the stage. She could tell from his appearance that he was definitely not from Da Chu State. "He's … from the Northern Tribes?" Ye Li didn't have a good impression of the Northern Tribes. The last time was at the wedding last year. The Thirteenth Prince of the Northern Tribes had left a very bad impression on her. This time, he was in the mood to come to this kind of place to play. Mo Xiuyao smiled: "Previously, there was news that the Northern Tribes had sent someone to escort the bride to Da Chu State. I didn't expect him to arrive in the capital so quickly." Ye Li raised her eyebrows and turned to look at him, "You know him?"
"Yelu Ye, the Seventh Prince of the Northern Tribes." Mo Xiuyao said in a low voice, "Mu Yang probably isn't his match."
Ye Li nodded slightly. She could tell from just a few moves. Mu Yang's martial arts were not bad, but it couldn't compare to Yelu Ye's, which was obviously honed on the battlefield. Mu Yang couldn't be blamed. Although Da Chu State worshipped martial arts, it also worshipped literature. Most influential families tended to let their children walk the path of an official rather than the battlefield. After all, swords have no eyes on the battlefield. Who knows when you might lose your life. Mu Yang was able to cultivate both literature and martial arts at such a young age. It wasn't easy for him to have such achievements in martial arts. But the Northern Tribes was completely different from the Da Chu State. Although they were influenced by the culture of the Central Plains, their culture was still valiant and the strong were respected. And Yelu Ye was one of the most outstanding sons of the Northern Tribes. Naturally, he had risked his life on the battlefield since he was a teenager.
After less than a hundred moves, Mu Yang started to lose ground. And Yelu Ye was clearly in high spirits. The more he fought, the braver he became. His fierce attacks forced Mu Yang to retreat again and again. Ye Li looked at Mo Xiuyao and couldn't help but frown. She didn't want to let Mo Xiuyao go on stage. No matter if he won or lost, there would be a storm in the end. But at the same time, whether it was her or Mo Xiuyao, they couldn't watch Yelu Ye injure Mu Yang. Yaoji was originally a bit absent-minded, but when she saw that Mu Yang was about to lose, she finally came back to her senses. She said in a flustered and exasperated tone: "I told you to meddle in other people's business! I'm running my embroidered ball, what does it have to do with you! "
Yelu Ye laughed loudly: "Miss Yaoji is right. Young Master Mu, since you kicked the embroidered ball back, what is the meaning of this now? "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
