Medical Doctor Travels Through Time to Train the Prince to Become a Wife-Controlled

The expression on Qiwen's face was almost unable to hold back. Only then did she remember the consequences of losing these two cities. Her father and mother would definitely beat her to death, even though she was favored, as long as it did not harm the interests of the Northern Kingdom.

Meng Zhenzhen looked at Qiwen who was stunned. "Why? This one is obvious. This princess won. What's the next one? You choose."

Qiwen thought of the dance she had learned recently, which was bold and hot and would definitely attract people. Looking at Nan Guo's conservative dress, she would definitely win.

Her confidence was instantly restored. "Let's have a dance competition this time. Wait for me to go downstairs and change my clothes."

After saying that, he walked away with his butt twisted.

Qili is quite confident about her sister's dancing. After all, she was taught in the palace and she also had a master. She wondered if the little fairy could handle it.

The prince was also anxious. After all, he had never heard of Zhenzhen learning to dance, let alone seen her dance.

Dong Yuwei became even more worried. Her daughter was good in every way except learning dancing. She said it was a talent to please others and she was unwilling to learn it. This was a setback for her.

The girl just sat there in a daze. She could dance, but she didn't know which dance to dance. If she hadn't learned it to kill time, she wouldn't have learned so many different things.

She happened to have a bright red long dress with a train in her space, which could be used as a costume, but it needed a background music. She wondered if the prince could play the flute.

She waved her hand and asked Jasmine to go ask the prince. If she didn't know the answer, she would have to ask someone else. She just didn't know if they would have the tacit understanding.

I just saw the prince nodded. It seemed that everything was ready. As long as the prince mastered the essence of the song, it would be fine.

All of a sudden, Qiwen was seen walking out in a somewhat revealing dress, and even with bells on her feet, which was very pleasing to the ear.

Meng Zhenzhen: I've heard of people dancing with bells on their bodies before. This kind of thing can easily make people fall into an illusion. I wonder if Princess Qiwen's dance has this kind of situation.

If it happens, everyone must be alerted, otherwise they will easily suffer serious consequences.

Qiwen looked at the eyes of the men around her moving on her, and she seemed to have found the confidence she had in the North, but more of it was a sense of shyness. After all, the customs of the South are still relatively conservative.

Meng Zhenzhen felt that this dance style was a bit like a combination of Xinjiang dance and ethnic dance. It felt a bit weird, but other people seemed to like it quite a bit.

If she ignored the look in her eyes that was trying to seduce the prince, Meng Zhenzhen would not have thought about winning this battle. How could she just deal with it so easily when the other party had provoked her to such an extent?

Suddenly Meng Zhenzhen found something wrong. The looks of many men changed and became a little obsessed.

She stared at Qiwen's face unkindly and knocked the cup to the ground, making a harsh sound, which woke up many people.

Qiwen's dance also died in the middle, losing a lot of its function. She finished the dance, but it didn't have such a good effect.

Qiwen was forced to stop dancing. She felt uncomfortable all over. She stared at her angrily and asked, "Why did you interrupt my dance? You will affect the effect I brought. This time it doesn't count."

Meng Zhenzhen stood up and approached her step by step. "Are you sure you want me to tell you the secret of your dance now? Are you sure?"

Qiwen looked into those eyes, as if everything she had done had been seen through, and it was simply impossible.

The master said that she was the only one who knew how to dance this dance, and she had performed it successfully many times in the North, and many men had fallen drunk under her skirt.

"I don't understand what you are saying. This is just a dance competition. If you can't win, don't make excuses."

He turned around and prepared to go back to his seat.

Meng Zhenzhen also turned to look at the emperor, "Your Majesty, please let me go down and change my clothes. After all, this palace dress is not easy to show off."

The emperor also wanted to see if the Northern Kingdom would give up two cities after winning the competition. After all, these were the two largest cities, and even he would be tempted.

The emperor did not expect that Zhenzhen would make this request, and the old guy Qi Xingming seemed to know in advance that there would be a competition and was fully prepared.

Jasmine was surprised when she saw the young lady suddenly take out a bright red dress. "Miss, when did you make this? How come I don't know about it?"

She didn't plan to explain further and just brushed it off, "This is for the prince to see. You guys go out and watch while I do the makeup myself."

She used the cosmetics from her previous life to put on a dark look. This time she chose to dance the Colorful Feather Dance. It seemed that this dance did not exist in this world yet, so it could be considered an update to the music library here.

I don’t know if the prince can keep up with this pace.

When he opened the door, neither Jasmine nor Pingwan recognized that this was their master. The change was too great.

"Let's go, there's someone waiting in front."