Chapter 3079
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"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince." Gentle voices rang out. When these words were spoken in unison, they were quite pleasant to the ears.
Luo Qingchen trembled slightly, her gaze naturally landing on him.
In fact, it wasn't just her. Everyone at the banquet should be looking at him.
"Let's begin." Murong Ci had just finished speaking when another announcement came from the door.
"The eighth prince has arrived."
"My lord …" Ning Yuan lowered his eyes. "He's here."
"Let him in."
Murong Ci had made so many preparations just so he could leave the prince's estate for a long time. He had sent someone to Murong Yu's estate to leave some things there.
"Congratulations, Fourth Brother. Congratulations."
"Servants, give him a seat."
"Si." There was a small gasp that couldn't be any smaller. Perhaps even Ge Ying didn't notice it, but Luo Qing Chen did.
She noticed that Ge Ying's fingers were trembling and her face was gradually turning pale.
Under these circumstances, it was no longer as simple as being afraid of making a mistake in her performance.
After exchanging a few pleasantries with Murong Yu, Ning Qian 'er impatiently rushed out to show off.
Melodious music slowly sounded. She wore a fiery red dress and started to dance.
In fact, her dance was considered passable in modern times. However, there were too many good dancers in ancient times. She danced in front of so many people who were better than her. It really felt like she was displaying her slight skill in front of an expert.
After the song ended, there was barely any applause, making the atmosphere particularly awkward.
This was perhaps the first time Luo Qingchen had experienced being isolated as a supporting female lead. It could only be said that her popularity was really bad.
"Hmph, they're all jealous of me." Ning Qian 'er coldly snorted, then turned to look at Murong Ci with a brilliant smile. "Brother Crown Prince, did Qian' er dance well?"
Murong Ci didn't say anything. Instead, his gaze landed on Murong Yu.
In the past few days, Murong Yu had been worried that Murong Ci might have a good relationship with the prime minister because of the crown prince's consort selection.
However, Ning Qian 'er turned him away without giving him any chance.
"Good … Miss Ning's dance is naturally good …" Murong Yu replied with a faint smile. At the same time, he didn't forget to clap twice.
Little did he know that Ning Qian 'er did not buy it at all. She turned around and murmured, "I didn't ask you."
She practiced this dance completely for Murong Ci to see and please him.
But he didn't even praise her, which made her lose face.
Yes! It was just that he had no face in front of Luo Qingchen!
"Let us welcome the next person, the famous Pipa Girl Song Ying — —"
"Ah?" Hearing someone call her name, Geying's whole body suddenly trembled, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
The next second, she took a deep breath. Just as she was about to get up, Luo Qingchen held her right hand.
She whispered in her ear, "I'll do it for you first."
"No … No …" Geying swallowed her saliva. "I'll … I'll do it myself."
Bang — — In an instant, Luo Qingchen held her wrist down even harder. "Geying, you can't kill him."
"You …"
"Because I'm here."
Although she was extremely unwilling to admit that Geying had appeared to assassinate Murong Ci, she still boldly made assumptions and carefully verified them.
From Geying's various expressions and words, she really did seem like an assassin who wanted to kill someone.
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