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My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived-Chapter 50 - Performing Talents
50: Chapter 50 Performing Talents
50 -50 Performing Talents
Perform?
The daughters of the seated ministers all began to stir with thoughts.
Although today’s event was chiefly for the Princess of Nanduan Kingdom, there was only one princess, but there could be many official and concubine spouses for a prince.
If they performed well, perhaps they might even be granted a marriage.
Thus, they eagerly volunteered to perform.
Chu Baihan watched the performances expressionlessly.
Indeed, wherever there were women, there was such competition for attention and beauty.
Utterly boring.
Suddenly, she was drawn to a gentle and quiet woman in the corner.
While other noble ladies craned their necks, desperately trying to showcase themselves, only this one appeared calm and composed, standing out from the rest.
Most importantly, she was extremely beautiful, like a lotus blossoming slowly amidst the turbid waters of a lake.
“Who is that lady?”
Chu Baihan couldn’t help but turn and ask a palace maid.
“The daughter of Minister Jian, Jian Yun.”
Before the palace maid could speak, Yan Lin coldly interjected.
Chu Baihan raised an eyebrow, her eyes looking at him curiously.
He was not one to talk much, nor had he ever taken the initiative to learn a woman’s name before.
Perhaps, his previous demeanor was all an act?
Chu Baihan’s expression quickly turned cold, and she withdrew her gaze.
The palace maid behind her sensed the tension in the air and didn’t know what to do, but she pressed on with an explanation.
“Miss Jian has a splendid literary talent, once composing poetry in just five steps, but she has not yet been promised in marriage, as she has been frail and sickly since birth.
Today, she has come to the palace banquet because it is a special day.”
So that was it.
When Chu Baihan heard the phrase “frail and sickly since birth,” her pupils contracted slightly, and her heart ached sharply, nearly biting her lip until it bled.
Right at that moment, a woman’s voice rose.
“Sister Jian Yun, I’ve heard that your poetry is extremely impressive.
Qiaoqi wonders whether she might be able to compete in poetry with you?”
Chu Baihan looked up and saw a woman standing in the middle of the hall wearing a goose-yellow long dress, with arrogance in her brows that made her uncomfortable to look at.
“Who is she?” Chu Baihan asked the palace maid again.
The expression on the palace maid’s face…
was really hard to describe.
Why was the Princess of Nanduan Kingdom not like the rumors?
According to popular belief, she had a murderous intent, and was sinister and vicious, but today she seemed like an ordinary woman, full of curiosity about many things.
Giving a glance at Yan Lin and realizing he had no intention of explaining, the palace maid quickly continued, “This is the legitimate daughter of Prime Minister Zheng.”
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“Last year, during the talent competition for ladies, Miss Jian was reluctantly recommended and ended up accidentally winning the title of the most talented lady.
Whereas in previous years, when Miss Jian did not participate, the title was held by Miss Zheng,” the palace maid whispered.
So that was it.
Chu Baihan chuckled softly, her fondness for Miss Jian increasing.
“Miss Zheng, Jian Yun’s poetry is but a trivial amusement, not worthy of high society, and there is no need to compete,” said Jian Yun in a gentle voice that did not come across as weak but rather comforting.
“Miss Jian is indeed a person with character,” Chu Baihan sighed softly.
At her words, Yan Lin glanced at her, his piercing eyes scrutinizing her, “This prince notices the Princess treats men quite distantly, yet you are surprisingly lenient and friendly towards women?”
Upon hearing this, Chu Baihan looked down and scoffed coldly, “Of course, because in this princess’s view, men…
are unreliable.”
At that remark, the atmosphere turned icy.
Yan Lin grasped his teacup, blood once again seeping out between his fingers.
Her words sounded as if she had been hurt by someone.
But who could possibly hurt the proud Princess of Nanduan Kingdom?
Meanwhile, the Empress, seeing the situation spiraling out of control, spoke lightly, “Alright, Miss Zheng, since Miss Jian does not wish to compete with you, you may perform on your own.”
From the Empress’s tone, it seemed she was quite fond of Jian Yun.
Zheng Qiaoqi bit her lip, feeling reluctant but not daring to say any more.
She could only bow her head and say, “Then, your servant will perform a dance.”
She had practiced hard these days, hoping to outdo Jian Yun today before so many people and let everyone see her talents and grace.
Especially…
The Crown Prince.
Her eyes stole a glance toward Yan Xiao’s direction, her heart fluttering like a startled fawn.
How wonderful it would be if she could become the Crown Princess Consort, with the Crown Prince’s celestial grace.
Pushing down her emotions, she focused on her dance.
After the dance, the applause was like a wave.
The Emperor clapped, “You are indeed Minister Zheng’s daughter, your dance truly is stunning.”
“Your Majesty flatters too much,” Minister Zheng quickly stepped forward to express thanks.
“What is your name?” the Emperor continued to ask Zheng Qiaoqi.
“In response to the Emperor, your servant’s name is Qiaoqi.”
“Indeed, a good name,” the Emperor mused, then, suddenly, his gaze swept over the Crown Prince and Yan Lin before saying, “I remember that Prime Minister Zheng’s daughter is yet unmarried, and the Eastern Palace is quite desolate…”
In an instant, everyone’s heart tensed.
Could it be that the Emperor was thinking of granting Minister Zheng’s daughter to the Crown Prince?
If that were the case, among the remaining princes, there was a very good chance that the Crown Prince would marry the Princess of Nanduan Kingdom.
Liu Shuxin also thought of this, and accidentally knocked over her teacup, her expression becoming somewhat flustered.
She hurriedly stood up, “Your Majesty, your servant would also like to perform.”
“Oh, it’s Shuxin.
It’s rare for you to volunteer to perform; we are all in for a treat,” the Emperor responded with a smile, his tone toward Liu Shuxin extremely friendly.
It made sense, as his health had worsened over the years, and the Imperial Physicians in the palace were often powerless to help, while Liu Shuxin had the skill to relieve his pain.
He naturally favored her more.
“Shuxin, what will you perform?” the Empress smiled at Liu Shuxin.
Her face almost revealed how much she favored Liu Shuxin.
“In response to the Emperor, and to the Empress, this servant also wishes to dance,” Liu Shuxin bit her lower lip, quickly adding.