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"Uh..."
With good intentions to save someone, Nangong Junxi was caught off guard by Le Yao Yao's sharp retort. His handsome face flushed slightly, and he bit down on his cheek, his expression a mix of irritation and disbelief.
However, when he followed Le Yao Yao's radiant smile downwards, his well-defined Sword Brows arched slightly, and he teased with a smirk.
"Likewise, I didn't expect you, little eunuch, to pull off the woman act quite well. It's just a pity that your chest is too small; you look just like Princess Taiping!"
"Uh..."
This time, it was Le Yao Yao who was left speechless.
Then she realized that Nangong Junxi's gaze was unabashedly fixed on her chest.
Her delicate Little Face turned bright red, quickly replaced by a surge of anger!
If she could, Le Yao Yao would really want to kill this damn man in front of her!
Too small of a chest!?
You have a small chest! Your whole family has small chests!
Damn it, he was deliberately trying to undermine her fragile Young Lady spirit.
She was already insecure about her chest size, and now someone had the audacity to say it to her face!
She really didn't want to live anymore, sobbing quietly...
At this moment, Le Yao Yao's heart was filled with despair, but her face wore a grim expression.
The gaze directed at Nangong Junxi was like two blazing flames igniting within her.
If looks could kill, Nangong Junxi would probably have been tortured to death by Le Yao Yao right then and there.
However, facing Le Yao Yao's furious glare, Nangong Junxi felt no anger at all; instead, he felt a twinge of delight in his heart.
Heh, finally, his gaze had landed on him.
Just moments ago, when he entered the room, all he could see was his senior brother; everyone else seemed invisible.
Nangong Junxi had been born with a golden ring, always the center of attention wherever he went. But now, being overlooked felt truly unpleasant.
But now it was different; his gaze had finally settled on him. Although it was filled with anger, as if she wished to shoot two holes through him with her eyes, he didn’t mind at all—really.
In fact, it seemed like he wanted Le Yao Yao to be even angrier. His playful Peach Blossom Eyes swept around the room and landed on a large plate of steamed buns and meat buns sitting on the table beside him.
These were originally meant for the little eunuchs, but now, as Nangong Junxi's eyes sparkled upon seeing the buns, a smirk appeared on his lips as if he had thought of something amusing.
Watching the malicious smile on Nangong Junxi's face, Le Yao Yao felt a mix of confusion and disbelief, but more than anything, an unsettling sense of anxiety.
After all, the Seventh Prince's grin was so lewd that it surely meant he was up to no good.
Sure enough, just as Le Yao Yao was thinking this, she saw Nangong Junxi reach out with a large hand and grab two buns from the plate. Before she could comprehend what was happening, he pulled open her collar and stuffed the buns directly into her chest.
Once he finished, he clapped his hands together and crossed his arms, as if inspecting something. His gaze roamed over Le Yao Yao's body, lingering particularly longer at her chest before he finally declared with satisfaction, "Hmm, this looks perfect! Haha..."
After saying this, he couldn't help but burst into a loud laugh, clutching his stomach as he did so. His laughter echoed joyfully, reaching the heavens.
However, seeing Nangong Junxi so pleased with himself only infuriated Le Yao Yao further.
That damn jerk! How dare he make fun of her!
He said her chest was small!?
Yes, it was small, but what did that have to do with him?!
Le Yao Yao's heart boiled with rage, flames of anger surging within her as she seethed.
If possible, she really wanted to give that damned man in front of her a good beating.
However, neither her status nor her physique allowed for that!
Thinking about this, Le Yao Yao felt utterly dejected.
But her moment of despair was fleeting. Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, Le Yao Yao's beautiful eyes sparkled with a cunning glint.
Seeing the mischievous light in Le Yao Yao's eyes, Nangong Junxi hadn't even had time to react before she suddenly grinned and reached out her hands, swiftly grabbing the two largest meat buns from the table.
Nangong Junxi finally realized Le Yao Yao's intention, but it was already too late.
What had once been a calm situation instantly turned into a tumultuous one.
The smile on his handsome face froze immediately.
In contrast to Nangong Junxi's stiff smile, the others present couldn't help but burst into laughter.
And the one laughing the hardest was naturally Le Yao Yao!
At that moment, Le Yao Yao was doubled over with laughter, tears streaming down her face, nearly rolling on the ground with amusement.
After all, Nangong Junxi was truly hilarious at that moment.
He was tall, at least six feet tall.
Although his features were exquisite, his flat physique made it easy to recognize him as a man.
But now, things were different!
Le Yao Yao held the two largest meat buns, which complemented Nangong Junxi's towering stature perfectly.
If she added a bit of makeup to her face, she would definitely turn heads when she walked out.
Looking at the impressive chest of Nangong Junxi, Le Yao Yao laughed so hard that her stomach hurt.
Hmph!
Now she was merely using his own body against him!
He had bullied her, hmph!
Just as Le Yao Yao felt smug in her heart, her smile bright and cheerful on her face.
Over there, Nangong Junxi watched the infuriating grin on Le Yao Yao's little face and really wanted to give her a good beating.
"You damn servant, stop laughing!"
"Ha ha, Seventh Prince, I am merely returning the favor. Are you saying that it's acceptable for officials to set fires but not for the common people to light their lamps?"
"You!"
Looking at Le Yao Yao's innocent face and her sharp tongue, Nangong Junxi felt embarrassed and didn't know how to retort.
Moreover, he now realized that the charming and suave persona he usually portrayed always ended in defeat whenever he faced this little eunuch. How infuriating!
While Nangong Junxi was grinding his teeth in frustration, Le Yao Yao was laughing even more joyfully.
However, neither of them noticed that not far away, Leng Junyu's cold and handsome face bore an unusual expression.
Yet, if one looked closely, they would see a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
Just moments ago, he had wanted to catch 'him,' but his junior brother had gotten there first.
It was just a trivial matter, so why did it feel so unpleasant when he saw 'him' being caught by his junior brother, laughing and playing together?
...
Once everyone was ready, they quickly headed toward the venue.
This time, although Nangong Junxi felt quite uncomfortable inside, he understood the importance of the situation. After joking around with Le Yao Yao for a while, he allowed someone to apply makeup on him.
A stunning beauty suddenly appeared in the world, tall and perfectly shaped, with an exquisite face that captivated all who beheld her.
Standing at one hundred eighty centimeters, this striking figure drew attention wherever she went.
This time, she aimed to make a splash and attract everyone's gaze.
Nangong Junxi walked confidently toward the competition venue.
Although Nangong Junxi had lived as a man for seventeen years, now dressed as a woman, there was not a hint of doubt about her identity.
Despite her tall stature, she boasted a generous bosom that added to her allure.
With the help of the makeup artist hired by Leng Junyu, her sun-kissed handsome face was transformed into a slightly androgynous beauty.
At first glance, one would only see a spirited and captivating woman!
As Nangong Junxi stepped onto the street, she immediately became the center of attention.
The unabashed admiration in the eyes of those around her made Nangong Junxi feel somewhat awkward.
Even with a layer of makeup on her face, she felt a slight blush creeping in.
After all, while everyone looked at her with astonished eyes, their amazement stemmed from her being an extraordinary beauty—a woman.
Nangong Junxi was feeling awkward and embarrassed, in stark contrast to Le Yao Yao, who walked not far from him, completely different.
This was her first time wearing a beautiful dress. Although she had no makeup on her face and no extravagant jewelry in her hair, the astonished gazes from the crowd filled her heart with secret delight.
After all, this was her first time dressing as a woman again!
This was the real her!
She was a genuine woman!
So, as she noticed the amazed looks directed at her, Le Yao Yao felt as if she could almost float away.
Everyone has a desire for beauty; she was no exception!
Thus, Le Yao Yao felt overjoyed inside, and a brilliant, sweet smile blossomed on her face.
That smile lit up her features, her bright eyes sparkling like thousands of blooming peach blossoms, radiating beauty that made it hard for anyone to look away.
Watching Le Yao Yao smile like a summer flower, Nangong Junxi couldn't help but feel puzzled and confused.
How could she be so happy dressed as a woman? It was as if she had found gold. Could this be the difference between being a girl and not?
Nangong Junxi felt a sense of confusion in his heart.
However, Le Yao Yao was unaware of his thoughts. If she had known, she would have surely protested in anger.
"Cut the little bird? You’re the one who’s a little bird! Your whole family is a bunch of little birds!"
...
When Le Yao Yao and Nangong Junxi arrived at the Talent Show venue, it was already packed with people.
Despite the recent Heart Extraction Incident that had left the entire Capital City on edge, it hadn’t dampened the spirits of the crowd.
This year, many citizens still came to watch the Talent Show.
Looking around, one could see a large stage set up in the spacious square for the contestants to perform on.
In front of the stage were rows of benches.
The front row had the best seats, with tables placed in front of them. On those tables were various teas, fruits, and snacks.
These seats were reserved for the judges of this Talent Show.
As for the rows of benches behind, they were meant for the onlookers who came to watch the spectacle.
At this moment, the area was already packed with people, bustling and lively, filled with the sounds of chatter and excitement, a true spectacle of thousands gathered together!
On one side of the square, there were also numerous small vendors who had come to do business, constantly calling out to attract customers.
Although this Talent Show was a ruse designed to lure those cultists into a trap, the grand scale of the event, with its throngs of people coming and going, was even more extravagant than when she performed at school years ago.
Seeing such a scene made Le Yao Yao pause for a moment, her pretty face slightly stunned.
Her expression caught the eye of Nangong Junxi, who couldn't help but flicker his Peach Blossom Eyes in surprise. It seemed he suddenly thought of something and scoffed.
"Could it be that you've never seen such a grand occasion before and are scared!?"
It was no wonder Nangong Junxi said this; after all, in his eyes, Le Yao Yao was just a poor girl who had never seen much of the world. If he were to go up and perform, he would surely freeze up.
Of course, this was merely Nangong Junxi's own assumption.
After all, if it were someone else, they would likely feel nervous and intimidated. However, that did not include Le Yao Yao!
She had always been lively and active since childhood, with a great love for performing and frequently participating in various events.
During her time at school, she constantly organized small performances, showcasing her remarkable talent for acting.
Moreover, gaining the recognition of others was the happiest thing for her.
Now, despite the large crowd and the many people present, she felt nothing but joy and not a hint of fear.
So when she heard Nangong Junxi's teasing words, Le Yao Yao merely rolled her eyes at him in a rather ungraceful manner and disdainfully replied.
"Fear? Although I am just a lowly eunuch, I am not one to shy away from the stage. So Seventh Prince, you can rest assured. And don’t forget about our little bet!"
At Le Yao Yao's words, Nangong Junxi couldn't help but raise his beautifully shaped Peach Blossom Eyes in surprise, a flicker of astonishment passing through his gaze.
After all, this little eunuch before him seemed to defy his expectations at every turn.
In such a grand setting, if it were anyone else, they would have been overwhelmed with fear by now. From a distance, he could already see several other eunuchs dressed as women huddled together, trembling with nerves!
After all, they all came from poor families and had never participated in any large-scale events, let alone performed on stage.
Yet this little eunuch beside him showed no signs of fear; instead, she seemed... excited!?
Seeing this left Nangong Junxi momentarily stunned and somewhat surprised. However, he quickly regained his composure and smiled.
"Well then, since you're not afraid, that's good. This prince doesn't want to win so easily!"
"Ha ha, Seventh Prince, we are alike in many ways. Although I may not have your noble status, I make up for it with hard work and perseverance. I am determined to win this competition!"
Le Yao Yao's face was radiant with a smile, but her words carried a deeper meaning.
What she meant was that despite their different statuses, they were fundamentally the same in other respects.
Thus, she would definitely strive to secure the top prize in this competition!
After all, the rewards for this contest were substantial. If she could defeat the Seventh Prince, it would be a chance to dampen his arrogance.
It was truly a win-win situation!
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt invigorated, as if she had been given a boost of energy. Her blood surged with excitement.
Moreover, her delicate face, untouched by makeup, flushed with excitement, giving her an enchanting glow.
At first glance, she resembled cherry blossoms just blooming on the branches in March—simply breathtaking!
Nangong Junxi, who was watching from the side, was momentarily taken aback by her beauty. Then, his heart skipped a beat as if something had taken root and begun to sprout within him…
However, he found himself confused by this unfamiliar feeling and bewildered by it…
In previous years, due to the overwhelming number of participants in the Talent Show, they had drawn lots to divide them into groups for performances.
The participants were arranged to stay in specific places to rest, ready to continue the competition the next day.
However, this year, due to the pitifully low number of people participating in the Talent Show, there were only a few dozen contestants, with more than thirty of them being 'women' who were not actually women.
So, with such a small number of contestants this year, it was reasonable to say that all performances could be completed in just one day.
Nevertheless, this time the Talent Show offered rich prizes. It was said that anyone participating in the competition, regardless of whether they lost that day, would be able to enjoy a boat ride on West Lake the following day.
They would spend a whole day having fun on the boat. Therefore, these contestants would stay at designated places that night to rest well and gather their energy for the lake trip the next day.
This year's program and prizes were astonishing and enviable. Unfortunately, there weren't many young girls participating this year.
After all, no matter how rich the prizes were, they couldn't compare to one's own life!
However, Le Yao Yao knew that the so-called lake trip was merely a pretext to gather these young girls together, allowing those cult members to ensnare them.
At this moment, it was already the hour of the snake, and the audience below was packed, eagerly awaiting the start of the Talent Show.
Le Yao Yao had also arrived at the gathering point early to draw lots and then take the stage according to her number.
Since there were only a little over forty participants in this Talent Show, everyone quickly finished drawing lots. Le Yao Yao drew number eighteen, while Nangong Junxi was ahead of her with number seventeen.
Looking at her drawn number, Nangong Junxi smiled smugly, his expression filled with pride as he turned to Le Yao Yao and grinned.
"Ha ha, we really have a connection! Even our numbers are similar. The only difference is that I'm ahead of you. After my performance, don't be scared into admitting defeat!"
Le Yao Yao knew that Nangong Junxi was trying to provoke her, but she refused to back down. The competition hadn't even started yet!
Who would win was something that could only be determined at the end of the match.
Moreover, Le Yao Yao understood that Nangong Junxi's taunts were merely to see her flustered.
But the more he wanted to see her angry, the happier she felt to show him otherwise!
So, facing Nangong Junxi's infuriating face, Le Yao Yao curled her lips into a smile, her eyes sparkling with joy, radiating beauty like a spring breeze.
"Ha ha, Seventh Prince, I may acknowledge many things, but I will never admit defeat!"
"Oh? You’re quite the sharp-tongued one. Still stubborn, huh? Well! Just wait; I’ll make sure you lose convincingly!"
Looking at Le Yao Yao's radiant smile and the confidence shining in her eyes was undeniably captivating.
It piqued Nangong Junxi's interest even more.
Thus, he decided that he would give it his all in order to make this little servant accept her defeat wholeheartedly!
Meanwhile, Le Yao Yao simply raised an eyebrow and confidently replied to Nangong Junxi's words.
"Then we shall rely on our own abilities!"
...
The Talent Show finally began amidst the anticipation of the crowd.
Although many had come to join the fun this year, the performances were far from impressive; one could only describe them as laughable.
After all, out of the more than forty participants, only ten were genuine young women, and with Le Yao Yao included, that made just eleven.
Of course, no one knew that she was a woman.
However, aside from those ten young women who had some skills, albeit ordinary ones, they were still somewhat watchable.
In contrast, the eunuchs disguised as young women were all from poor backgrounds and had only ever done rough work since childhood; they had no real talents to showcase.
Thus, on stage, these eunuchs made fools of themselves.
Although no one suspected them to be eunuchs, their clumsy performances only elicited boos and bursts of laughter from the audience.
Gradually, after watching a dozen performances, people began to feel there was nothing worth seeing and some started to leave, unwilling to waste their time on such displays.
Until a tall and stunning beauty appeared on stage, at which point the entire audience gasped in awe.
Before them stood a woman of striking height, at least six feet tall.
Though her stature was somewhat excessive, she stood out among the crowd like a crane among chickens.
Yet, this did nothing to diminish her beauty.
She wore a flowing white veil gown that danced in the wind, the fabric billowing and swirling around her, enhancing her allure and ethereal grace.
Her long, jet-black hair cascaded like seaweed, elegantly styled into a simple updo adorned with a pearl hairpin, adding an extra touch of sophistication.
Her face bore a slightly androgynous quality, currently accentuated by the trendy plum blossom makeup of the season.
Her captivating, almond-shaped peach blossom eyes were lined with long eyeliner, the slight flick at the outer corners lending her an enchanting charm that was hard to resist.
Especially when she turned her gaze, she was breathtakingly beautiful, utterly mesmerizing!
Beneath her elegantly straight nose were full, crimson lips that exuded temptation.
This was a face that was slightly androgynous yet left a deep impression on anyone who beheld it.
While she may not have been a classic beauty capable of toppling kingdoms, she was undeniably stunning in her own right!
However, while everyone was captivated by the beauty before them, no one realized that this stunning figure was actually him, not her...
As Nangong Junxi stood on stage, accepting the astonished gazes of the crowd, perhaps having grown accustomed to the unusual looks from others earlier, he felt nothing out of the ordinary at this moment.
After adjusting his mood, he took out the Jade Flute that he had prepared earlier from his sleeve.
Yes, for this Talent Show, he planned to play a tune on the flute!
After all, it was something he had excelled at since childhood.
As Nangong Junxi brought out the Jade Flute, Le Yao Yao, who was hiding behind the stage, secretly watched the man holding the flute.
Although she felt some disdain for the man on stage, she couldn't deny that his posture while holding the flute was quite elegant.
Moreover, whether it was due to his makeup or something else, Le Yao Yao noticed that this Seventh Prince looked stunning in both his male attire and female attire—handsome and graceful in every way.
However, she couldn't help but wonder how his performance would turn out.
Just as she was pondering this, she saw Nangong Junxi slowly bringing the Jade Flute to his lips amidst the crowd's astonishment. Soon after, a beautiful melody began to resonate in everyone's ears.
Like pearls falling onto a jade plate, the sound was melodious and enchanting—clear and flowing like high mountains and flowing water, vivid and bright, captivating all who listened...
Hearing the enchanting notes from the stage left Le Yao Yao, who had initially been skeptical, utterly stunned.
After all, to her, Nangong Junxi had always been just a wastrel with a noble title but no real skills.
She had thought that apart from his prestigious identity, he had nothing else to offer. Unexpectedly, he actually had some talent!
The sound of his flute was incredibly enchanting. Although she had heard the flute played by the Living Yama before, there was always an undeniable sorrow woven into those notes.
In contrast, Nangong Junxi's flute music was filled with sunshine and joy, flowing like a gentle stream through the hearts of those who listened…
In an instant, the once bustling square fell silent. Everyone quietly listened to Nangong Junxi's flute, captivated and entranced.
It wasn't until he concluded with a beautiful note, elegantly waving his sleeve in a gesture that exuded both nobility and grace, that the square slowly began to stir again.
A few crisp claps broke the silence, and soon after, the applause erupted like thunder throughout the entire square.
Seeing the astonished reactions of the crowd, Nangong Junxi gracefully stepped down from the stage and approached Le Yao Yao.
Raising an eyebrow playfully at Le Yao Yao, who was also enchanted by his music, he smiled proudly and asked, "So? How was my flute playing? Is it beautiful?"
Though it was merely a competition, the hint of admiration that flickered in Le Yao Yao's eyes brought a smile to Nangong Junxi's heart.
The joy in her heart was uncertain; she didn't know if it was simply because she had won the match or if it was just to leave a good impression on the Little One before her.
It was only after hearing Nangong Junxi's words that Le Yao Yao realized she had unknowingly become entranced by his flute music.
Now, upon hearing his taunt, she slowly came back to her senses.
Looking at the insufferable man before her, she couldn't deny that his flute playing had been exceptionally beautiful.
As she regained her composure, Le Yao Yao lightly parted her Red Lips to respond.
"Not bad!"
Those three simple words, when they reached Nangong Junxi's ears, caused a slight tremor in his heart. His beautiful Peach Blossom Eyes were tinged with surprise.
After all, since he had first encountered this little eunuch, he had never heard a single compliment come from his lips!
He had expected the little eunuch to say something unpleasant to mock him, but unexpectedly, he had said this instead.
Not bad!?
Was this supposed to be praise for him!?
Upon hearing this, Nangong Junxi felt a mix of surprise and a hint of delight rising within him.
The corners of his mouth curled into a charming arc as he smiled.
"Well, of course!" Nangong Junxi said with a proud grin, his smile incredibly captivating.
However, the smile on his face barely lasted a moment before he heard Le Yao Yao continue, "Xiao Mei, you are even more beautiful! Your image right now perfectly complements the Seventh Prince! Hehe..."
Before Nangong Junxi could react, Le Yao Yao dashed onto the stage, leaving him behind to process her words with gritted teeth.
"Damn it, servant! You think you're beautiful? What do you mean by that!?"
Beauty is meant to describe women, and this damn girl was mocking him as if he were one—how infuriating!
In contrast to Nangong Junxi's fury, Le Yao Yao wore a bright smile as she happily walked onto the stage.
If Nangong Junxi's entrance had stunned the audience, then Le Yao Yao's appearance left them in awe once more.
Compared to Nangong Junxi's tall stature and stunning looks, Le Yao Yao's beauty was pure and natural, like a delicate sculpture—exquisite and ethereal!
Dressed in a flowing pink gown, she appeared radiant, her fair skin almost translucent.
Her delicate figure was accentuated beautifully by the fabric, showcasing her curves.
Moreover, her little face, untouched by makeup, featured exquisite features and a sweet smile.
As she made her entrance, gasps filled the air, and all eyes were drawn to Le Yao Yao, including one particular gaze that was no exception!
It was only after Le Yao Yao stepped onto the stage that she realized the formidable figure of the man known as the Living Hell was seated in the front row.
She hadn’t noticed this earlier and hadn’t felt nervous at all.
However, upon seeing the tall, distinguished man below her, her heart skipped a few beats, and anxiety began to creep in.
This feeling of nervousness was unfamiliar to her; ever since her first performance on stage, she had always felt at ease during her acts.
But this time was different. Perhaps it was because he was there, watching her intently, that made Le Yao Yao's heart race with excitement and anticipation.
She desperately wanted to present her best self before him.
Would he like what he saw?
Le Yao Yao felt a mix of anticipation and nervousness in her heart, but she quickly adjusted her mindset. As the beautiful melody began to play, she extended her delicate hand and slowly started to dance with the music.
Her steps were light, graceful as a startled swan, flowing like a dragon. Her jade-like hands waved elegantly, and her long sleeves fluttered gently.
The dance was her own creation! Coupled with the natural talent of this body, she was able to express her art to the fullest.
With a gentle turn and a step back, she resembled the Willow Shaking Flower, blooming with a soft smile.
Her beautiful eyes sparkled like rippling waves, captivating all who watched with an enchanting allure that was truly mesmerizing.
As Le Yao Yao danced gracefully like a startled swan, the audience watched in rapt attention, completely entranced, including one particular individual.
Leng Junyu sat quietly in his seat, his long and handsome fingers lightly pinching a cup of fragrant tea.
His movements were elegant, yet no one knew that he had maintained this posture since the moment she appeared on stage.
Perhaps even he had forgotten this detail; after all, at this moment, in his eyes and heart, all he could see was that stunning figure on stage.
He had never cared about whether women were beautiful or not.
To him, women were simply two words—disgust!
Yet why, at this moment, while watching the beautifully dressed Little One on stage, did his heart feel inexplicably drawn to 'her'?
Watching the smile at the corner of his mouth, he felt a surge of affection.
Seeing him dance, graceful as a startled swan, he was mesmerized.
When he casually turned his head, a flutter surged within him.
It was as if a small stone had been thrown into the calm lake of his heart, creating ripples upon ripples...
And what was this feeling slowly rising from the depths of his heart!?
So unfamiliar, leaving him puzzled and confused...
However, Leng Junyu knew that at this moment, he was captivated by the Little One on stage, regardless of whether he was male or female...
As Leng Junyu pondered this, his narrow Cold Eyes never left Le Yao Yao.
Until Le Yao Yao concluded her dance with a graceful and perfect leap.
As the music gradually faded with her performance, the audience slowly returned to their senses from the enchanting display.
Then, thunderous applause erupted, even louder than Nangong Junxi's, echoing for a long time...
Receiving the admiration of the crowd and listening to the enthusiastic clapping, Le Yao Yao slightly lifted her Little Face adorned with a bright smile and politely bowed to the audience before elegantly turning to leave the stage.
Behind her, the applause continued endlessly...
Even Leng Junyu, who had always been reserved and expressionless, couldn't help but lightly clap his hands after Le Yao Yao finished her dance.
This scene happened to be caught by Le Yao Yao as she turned back unintentionally while stepping off the stage.
She paused for a moment, and then a wave of joy surged within her, deepening the smile on her lips.
Oh, the Living Hell King is applauding!?
Does this mean that the Living Hell King also liked the dance she just performed!?
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt an overwhelming sense of happiness.
Her brows relaxed, and she smiled radiantly.
However, she was unaware that every move she made had been vividly captured in someone else's eyes, stirring feelings of discomfort within that person.
And that person was none other than Nangong Junxi!
From the moment Le Yao Yao took the stage, his gaze had been fixed on her without interruption.
So when he watched Le Yao Yao dance gracefully like a startled swan, he couldn't help but feel utterly stunned.
He couldn't believe it, feeling shocked and astonished.
After all, he had never known that someone could dance in such a unique and beautiful way!
Standing on the stage, he looked like a fairy.
And the dance he performed was so ethereal and breathtaking.
Every glance, every turn was like a brand, deeply etched into his heart.
Though he didn't want to admit it, that dance was the most beautiful and captivating thing he had ever seen in his life!
He found himself deeply drawn in, slowly becoming enchanted and unable to extricate himself…
Moreover, an unusual feeling suddenly surged within him—he wanted to hide the person on stage away.
Because of their beauty and the dance they performed, he wanted to keep it all to himself, not wanting to share with anyone else…
When Nangong Junxi realized this thought, his heart trembled in shock.
Oh my!
Is he going crazy!?
Why, why does he have such thoughts!?
Could it be that he is starting to lose his mind!?
Just thinking about this left Nangong Junxi in shock.
Although he didn't want to admit it, when he saw the person on stage smiling at his senior brother, jealousy welled up inside him!
Heavens!
Could it be that he has developed feelings for that eunuch!?
At this thought, Nangong Junxi felt as if he had been struck by lightning, completely stunned…
It wasn't until Le Yao Yao appeared in front of him, smiling triumphantly and saying something, that he slowly snapped back to reality.
"How was it!? Did the dance I performed just now catch the Seventh Prince's eye!?"
Le Yao Yao crossed her arms and smiled with a look of pride on her face.
However, even if Nangong Junxi didn't say anything, she could tell from the expression on his face what he was thinking.
Moreover, she felt a sense of secret delight and pride within her!
It wasn't just her boasting; the dance she performed had won awards back in her previous school. Coupled with the advantages of her current body, she could execute even the most difficult moves with remarkable finesse.
Thus, Le Yao Yao was brimming with confidence in her performance.
However, when she saw Nangong Junxi's face filled with shock and fascination, it was clear that she had pleased him!
Le Yao Yao couldn't help but smile even more proudly!
Yet, knowing Nangong Junxi's personality, even if her dance had been exceptional, he would likely never admit it. He might even throw out a few sarcastic remarks, just as he had done before.
To her surprise, when Nangong Junxi heard her words, his handsome face only showed a moment of daze before he slowly lowered his head and quietly gazed at her.
This expression from Nangong Junxi made Le Yao Yao blink in slight astonishment.
Especially the way he looked at her now—his gaze was so deep and strange that it sent a shiver down her spine.
Oh my!
Why was this man looking at her with such an odd expression!?
She felt anxious inside, and her scalp tingled.
Could it be that he was just struck by his own dance!?
Le Yao Yao couldn't decipher Nangong Junxi's thoughts, and in the end, she could only reluctantly arrive at such a conclusion.
What was most peculiar was that Nangong Junxi merely gazed at her deeply for a moment before suddenly turning to leave, not uttering a single word.
Watching that tall figure gradually disappear from her sight, Le Yao Yao lightly furrowed her beautifully shaped dark eyebrows, her face filled with confusion as she murmured to herself.
"What's up with this man? Is he acting strange because he took the wrong medicine?!"
Le Yao Yao didn't dwell on Nangong Junxi's odd behavior; after finishing her dance, she felt tired and joined the others in watching the performances on stage.
Before long, she had completely forgotten about Nangong Junxi.
Little did she know that after leaving the venue, Nangong Junxi found an empty corner where he clenched his fists tightly and pounded on a tree trunk to vent his feelings.
"Damn it! It seems like I really have fallen for that damn servant! What should I do?! What am I supposed to do?! Oh my god!"
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