Watching Yan Xiangxiang's performance, Hai Ling couldn't help but feel nostalgic for modern times; the woman's performance had a touch of modern acrobatics.
These things, which would normally be considered vulgar, are quite normal in Beilu.
Each woman would perform one or two of these things, but some also showcased their talents. In short, the hall was very lively, with everyone eating and enjoying the show, making it anything but boring.
However, all the performances were by the young ladies from Beilu who were to be selected, while Princess Jingyue, the most beautiful woman in Nanling Kingdom, remained untouched.
Her exquisitely beautiful face was veiled by a gentle, polite smile, but her eyes held a chilling coldness.
She underestimated Ji Hailing. In the past, when Ruan Jingyue was around, everyone would only stare at her. But today, upon closer inspection, many important men were staring at Ji Hailing and ignoring her. This made Ruan Jingyue very angry, so she did not perform.
Because getting angry would definitely affect her performance, she calmed down her anger.
After the Empress Dowager's niece, west Yan, finished her performance, Ruan Jingyue finally stood up.
The moment she stepped out, she attracted everyone's attention, and everyone instinctively looked at her.
Many people were still attracted to Ruan Jingyue. After all, she was the most beautiful woman in the world. Her ethereal and otherworldly beauty was something that not many people could compare to. She slowly walked to the center of the hall, first bowing to the Emperor and Empress Dowager at the head of the table, and then began her performance.
Ruan Jingyue's performance was actually a sword dance. She reached her fair hand to her waist and drew a smooth, gleaming silver sword. She danced in the hall like a nimble dragon. Her graceful figure leaped and soared, attracting everyone's attention. She truly deserved to be called the most beautiful woman. Her self-created sword dance was so smooth and boneless that it was unparalleled.
Although Ruan Jingyue's actions were unpleasant, Hai Ling had to admit that this woman was indeed a remarkable person.
If she were more cunning, she would definitely be a formidable opponent.
Inside the main hall, the ministers of Beilu, as well as the Empress Dowager and others, were all captivated by Ruan Jingyue. Today, she was dressed in white and wore a golden crown. When she danced, she moved like a silver dragon and fluttered like a wild flower, which delighted the audience. When the dance ended, thunderous applause rang out in the main hall.
As soon as the applause stopped, the Empress Dowager was the first to offer praise.
"The princess truly deserves to be called the most beautiful woman in the world. Not only is she beautiful, but her self-created sword dance is also exceptional."
Moreover, the Empress Dowager could tell that Ruan Jingyue must be very skilled. If such a woman were to enter the palace, she would surely be a great help to Feng'er. However, Feng'er... The Empress Dowager looked at Ye Lingfeng. There were many things that she could not control. The Empress Dowager looked at her son and then at the young lady of the Ji family, Ji Hailing.
All the young ladies in the palace had already performed their talents, except for this young lady from the Ji family.
With a polite smile on her lips, Ruan Jingyue gave a slight curtsy to thank the Empress Dowager for her praise. Then she looked at Ji Hailing on one side of the hall, her eyes filled with a provocative light.
She had practiced her sword dance for decades, and she refused to believe that Ji Hailing had any skill that could surpass hers.
She refused to believe that Ling Feng would choose this woman instead of her tonight.
Hai Ling raised an eyebrow, her expression cool and aloof. Everyone was performing their talents, and logically, she should also perform. However, she had no intention of entering the palace. Seeing these women scrambling to get into the harem gave her a headache. Even before she entered the palace, these women were already jealous of her. If she did enter the palace and Ye Lingfeng took other women, she would inevitably be plunged into misery again. Therefore, Hai Ling did not plan to perform.
But if she doesn't want to perform, others might not let her off the hook.
The Empress Dowager's niece, Miss Xi of the West Mansion, west Yan's lips curled into a playful smile as she spoke fluently.
"Everyone has finished performing, even Princess Jingyue performed a sword dance. Next, I wonder what talent Miss Ji would like to showcase?"
Upon hearing Xi Yan's words, the ministers of Bei Lu were all filled with excitement, eager to see what this young lady from the Ji family would perform.
The sword dance performed by Princess Jingyue in the main hall today was truly exceptional. She is beautiful, talented, and, given her status as a princess, there is no doubt that she should be the one to enter the palace to serve the king and become the empress of Beilu.
Hai Ling looked at west Yan. This woman was tall and fit, with a smile on her face. She seemed very polite, but if you looked closely at her eyes, you could easily see a hint of mockery. She clearly wanted to see her make a fool of herself.
In fact, Hailing did not want to enter the palace and had made up her mind from the beginning not to perform.
But now everyone in the hall is looking at her. Many people see her hesitation and assume that she doesn't know these things. After all, women in the Great Zhou Dynasty don't know these things from Northern Lu, so it's not surprising.
At the head of the main hall, Ye Lingfeng smiled, his eyes filled with a deep, misty light. He knew that Ling'er would definitely have a way to defeat all these women, it just depended on whether she was willing. He remained silent now, leaving her with no way to retreat. As long as she participated in the performance, he could choose her to enter the palace.
Besides Ye Lingfeng, Feng Zixiao and Mu Ye were also watching her, wanting to see what she would perform or whether she would perform nothing at all.
Both men now know that Hailin is a formidable character. How could someone who has hidden so deeply in the past be completely useless?
Judging from her demure expression, she probably didn't want to perform.
Hai Ling ignored everyone and looked at Minister Ji Cong sitting below her. Ji Cong looked concerned, as if afraid that his daughter hadn't learned anything. He frowned, seemingly about to stand up and stop her. If Hai Ling didn't speak up, he would stand up to protect her. Ji Cong loved her so much, and Hai Ling would embarrass him.
She didn't want to perform, but since she had no choice, what's wrong with performing? Whether she gets married or not is still her decision.
With that thought, she slowly stood up, and a clear, indifferent voice rang out.
"Since Miss west has spoken, how could Hai Ling disappoint her? So Hai Ling will perform a dance for everyone."
When Hai Ling spoke up, west Yan was taken aback. She hadn't expected Ji Hai Ling to agree to perform so readily. However, Ruan Jing Yue had already performed a sword dance, which was as graceful as a dragon and as delicate as a butterfly. So even if Ji Hai Ling danced again, she probably wouldn't be able to surpass Princess Jing Yue. Therefore, her dancing would only be embarrassing for herself.
west Yan thought about it, a smile playing on her lips, and nodded.
"Then Xiyan will enjoy Miss Ji's dance."
Inside the main hall, everyone had first admired the dance of Princess Jingyue, the most beautiful woman in the palace. Now, seeing this beauty from Beilu about to dance, their interest grew even stronger. The hall was completely silent, with only the faint sound of string and wind instruments.
Hai Ling rose and walked to the lower part of the main hall. She looked up at Ye Lingfeng and could easily see the brilliance shining in his deep eyes. He smiled at her with a gentle smile on his lips. Hai Ling bowed and began to dance.
Although she was dressed simply, the dance she performed was anything but. It was the final move of the Golden Flower Eighteen Styles, the Blooming Golden Flower. She wore fiery cloud boots and performed a 360-degree spin, turning eighteen times in a row. She was no longer visible; only a flying flower could be seen, swirling and blooming throughout the hall.
In the Guangyang Palace, everyone was dumbfounded. Even Ye Lingfeng was shocked. He knew that Ling'er was very capable, but he did not expect her dance to be so outstanding.
The dance reached a state of perfect harmony between man and god, leaving only a single flower. This dance was truly unparalleled in the world, and everyone in the hall stared in disbelief, speechless.
The young lady of the Ji family could not be seen; all that could be seen was a huge flower floating in mid-air, swirling and blooming in the main hall.
Only when Hailing slowly stopped moving did the flowers gradually dissipate, revealing her true form. She slowly withdrew her hands and stood still in the main hall.
Before anyone in the hall could react, a eunuch came running in with a look of surprise on his face.
"Your Majesty, outside Guangyang Palace, flowers and plants are blooming in profusion."