Chapter 472: Su Yurou’s Final Plan
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Yingxue’s complexion didn’t look good. During this period, she had someone keep an eye on Su Yurou to prevent her from causing trouble.
However, Su Yurou, like a ghost, always managed to appear where Su Yingxue was, causing chaos!
After finishing her dance, she pretended to not secure the veil on her face properly, and a thin veil fell off. Han Yuwen then sarcastically remarked, “Isn’t this the Second Young Miss from Marquis’s Manor? How did she end up as a palace dancer?”
Su Yingxue didn’t respond. She intended to observe Su Yurou’s actions and then decide how to deal with her.
Surprisingly, Su Yurou remained silent. She picked up the veil and left quickly, wearing a pitiful expression.
Su Yingxue didn’t witness Su Yurou leaving the stage. As Su Yurou passed by Chu Chengye, he grabbed her wrist. Before exerting any force, he heard Su Yurou exclaim, “It hurts…”
“How did you… become like this?” Chu Chengye hadn’t seen Su Yurou in a while and had almost forgotten about her.
However, her dance on the stage had caught his attention, so he took a closer look. Seeing her appearing a bit weak, he intended to inquire about her condition.
But when he grabbed her wrist, he realized she was shockingly thin. It felt like holding a handful of bones.
Su Yurou’s eyes were teary. She wanted to say something but hesitated. In a hoarse and pitiful voice, she called him, “Your Highness…”
This soft utterance made Chu Chengye’s heart ache.
“Rou’er.”
He softly called her, wanting to ask about recent events. However, Su Yurou pulled her hand away and left swiftly.
Watching her delicate figure recede, Chu Chengye felt as if she might never return.
His heart was unexpectedly sorrowful.
As Su Yurou left the main hall, she discreetly glanced back at Chu Chengye’s dazed expression. Her reddened eyes overflowed with a hint of bitterness.
What she couldn’t have, Su Yingxue wouldn’t have either!
Su Yingxue wasn’t concerned about their relationship. She was simply curious why Su Yurou didn’t cause any trouble today.
Perhaps she was plotting something!
After being cautious for a while, Han Yuwen began to challenge her. “Emperor, it’s a rare occasion to have the teacher here today. Without some lively performances, I’m afraid the teacher will be disappointed!”
The teacher she referred to was the man sitting below the emperor, standing alongside Chu Yihan, it was Wu Dao.
Today, he still wore a black robe. Before the emperor, he didn’t remove his hood, tightly covering his face.
Chu Mingyuan cared about Wu Dao and politely asked, “Sir, would you like to watch some performances? The palace dancers and court ladies each have their strengths.”
Wu Dao remained motionless. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse, “I’ve heard that the Great Cheng Dynasty’s governance, both in culture and martial arts, is emulated by other nations. It is the leading force among the four countries. I also want to witness the talents of the Great Cheng Dynasty.”
Wu Dao’s words made people from other countries feel somewhat uncomfortable.
For example, Han Yuwen, who governed the Qi State, had a flourishing culture. The number of foreigners coming to worship and learn was the highest. Wu Dao’s words now irked her.
However, as Wu Dao was her teacher, she didn’t refute him. She merely glared at Su Yingxue privately.
Su Yingxue paid no attention to her.
She always disdained such provocations.
However with Wu Dao’s statement, the people of the Great Cheng Dynasty had to showcase their skills.
Chu Mingyuan was prepared. He had people come on stage one after another, displaying outstanding performances in both martial arts and literature, earning praise from the envoys of various countries..
Chapter 472: Su Yurou’s Final Plan
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Yingxue’s complexion didn’t look good. During this period, she had someone keep an eye on Su Yurou to prevent her from causing trouble.
However, Su Yurou, like a ghost, always managed to appear where Su Yingxue was, causing chaos!
After finishing her dance, she pretended to not secure the veil on her face properly, and a thin veil fell off. Han Yuwen then sarcastically remarked, “Isn’t this the Second Young Miss from Marquis’s Manor? How did she end up as a palace dancer?”
Su Yingxue didn’t respond. She intended to observe Su Yurou’s actions and then decide how to deal with her.
Surprisingly, Su Yurou remained silent. She picked up the veil and left quickly, wearing a pitiful expression.
Su Yingxue didn’t witness Su Yurou leaving the stage. As Su Yurou passed by Chu Chengye, he grabbed her wrist. Before exerting any force, he heard Su Yurou exclaim, “It hurts…”
“How did you… become like this?” Chu Chengye hadn’t seen Su Yurou in a while and had almost forgotten about her.
However, her dance on the stage had caught his attention, so he took a closer look. Seeing her appearing a bit weak, he intended to inquire about her condition.
But when he grabbed her wrist, he realized she was shockingly thin. It felt like holding a handful of bones.
Su Yurou’s eyes were teary. She wanted to say something but hesitated. In a hoarse and pitiful voice, she called him, “Your Highness…”
This soft utterance made Chu Chengye’s heart ache.
“Rou’er.”
He softly called her, wanting to ask about recent events. However, Su Yurou pulled her hand away and left swiftly.
Watching her delicate figure recede, Chu Chengye felt as if she might never return.
His heart was unexpectedly sorrowful.
As Su Yurou left the main hall, she discreetly glanced back at Chu Chengye’s dazed expression. Her reddened eyes overflowed with a hint of bitterness.
What she couldn’t have, Su Yingxue wouldn’t have either!
Su Yingxue wasn’t concerned about their relationship. She was simply curious why Su Yurou didn’t cause any trouble today.
Perhaps she was plotting something!
After being cautious for a while, Han Yuwen began to challenge her. “Emperor, it’s a rare occasion to have the teacher here today. Without some lively performances, I’m afraid the teacher will be disappointed!”
The teacher she referred to was the man sitting below the emperor, standing alongside Chu Yihan, it was Wu Dao.
Today, he still wore a black robe. Before the emperor, he didn’t remove his hood, tightly covering his face.
Chu Mingyuan cared about Wu Dao and politely asked, “Sir, would you like to watch some performances? The palace dancers and court ladies each have their strengths.”
Wu Dao remained motionless. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse, “I’ve heard that the Great Cheng Dynasty’s governance, both in culture and martial arts, is emulated by other nations. It is the leading force among the four countries. I also want to witness the talents of the Great Cheng Dynasty.”
Wu Dao’s words made people from other countries feel somewhat uncomfortable.
For example, Han Yuwen, who governed the Qi State, had a flourishing culture. The number of foreigners coming to worship and learn was the highest. Wu Dao’s words now irked her.
However, as Wu Dao was her teacher, she didn’t refute him. She merely glared at Su Yingxue privately.
Su Yingxue paid no attention to her.
She always disdained such provocations.
However with Wu Dao’s statement, the people of the Great Cheng Dynasty had to showcase their skills.
Chu Mingyuan was prepared. He had people come on stage one after another, displaying outstanding performances in both martial arts and literature, earning praise from the envoys of various countries..
