Dressed as a canary pampered by the Ninth Prince

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Yuan followed the carriage of the Yao'an Prince's Mansion to the scene of the ringleader competition. Today's competition was more lively than in the preliminary competition, and the surrounding area was heavily guarded, which surrounded the huge competition stage. Not only some important officials of the court, but even the current emperor came.

The positions of the seats were higher, and the stage seemed small in comparison. The top position was naturally reserved for the ninety-five lords, and the lower ones were for the courtiers and princes.

Fu Yuan followed Yan Rongzhen, and naturally he was lucky enough to have a good seat to watch the competition better. People who are high and low, who can only stand and watch from a distance, probably won't be able to see these contestants It's just that this still can't dispel their enthusiasm.

"Long live my emperor." Fu Yuan fell on the ground and followed the crowd to worship. After the emperor sat down, the competition would begin.

Perhaps it was because of the presence of his own father that Yan Juechu and the others were much quieter. Except for the politeness when they just sat down, they didn't say much at other times. They waited peacefully for the game to start, which made Fu Yuan heave a sigh of relief.

The location of the guest seats is very particular. The row below the emperor is full of princes. There are only five people here, including Yan Rongzhen and Yan Rongzhen. Fu Yuan glanced at each of them curiously. Except for Yan Rongzhen, all Qian Yuan.

At this time, the host on the stage was saying some warm opening remarks, and said that the contestants are still preparing in the background, please don't worry, the emperor Yan Zhao lowered his eyes, and his eyes swept over his princes and courtiers one by one , and finally fell on Yan Rongzhen and Fu Yuan.

The two were whispering like no one else was there, Zhen'er seemed to be in a good mood, with one hand domineeringly wrapping around Qian Yuan's waist, rubbing his ears together.

Earlier, when Old Nine was arguing in front of him because of a Qianyuan who had no background, he almost wanted to execute the Qianyuan named Fu Yuan in a fit of anger, but when he saw that Zhen'er was very similar to Da'er He couldn't be cruel no matter what.

He had no choice but to compromise, and gave him a title at will, which was considered to be kept under his knees. If he thought about not marrying, he would not marry. He had a rich and powerful Beiyuan country, so he didn't need to use his precious Kunze to marry him.

However, watching Lao Jiu and Qian Yuan being very close, Yan Zhao felt inexplicably that his cabbage had been crushed by a pig, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Your Highness, it's still outside, don't pinch it." Fu Yuan struggled to grab Yan Rongzhen's hand that was pinching his itchy flesh viciously, but he didn't know that his extremely pitiful appearance pleased the Ninth Prince.

"Why, what Yuan'er means is that he agreed in the mansion?"

"Hmm." Yan Zhao cleared his throat suddenly from above, not only Yan Rongzhen and Fu Yuan, but everyone present was also shocked, and they all said with concern:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?"

"But feeling unwell?"

Looking at the two who had finally separated, Yan Zhao withdrew his eyes and said, "It's okay."

After the preliminary round, the contestants selected for the semi-finals were all outstanding. Compared with the preliminary round, the exciting level of the competition has increased by more than one degree, and it has attracted everyone's attention from the very beginning.

Among them, Yan Yichu was a little nervous. The preliminary round was no match for the semi-finals. Furthermore, whether Puto could impress his father in one fell swoop was particularly important.

Seeing his eighth brother's sullen face, the fourth prince Yan Dongqing was slightly puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong with the eighth brother, you seem to be watching a prisoner being tortured in such a wonderful match."

"Ah, no." Yan Yichu was startled, quickly restrained himself, and said, "It's just that there are contestants I like in it, so I can't help but watch it more seriously, which makes fourth brother laugh."

"Where, this leader race is the focus of everyone every year, and it's normal for you to pay so much attention to it." Yan Dong leaned back and concentrated on watching the game, and Yan Yiqiu heaved a sigh of relief.

In fact, there is one person in the guest table who pays special attention to Putuo besides Yan Juechu, and that is Fu Yuan. Although he already knows the story of Aina, he still wants to finish watching that dance, so naturally he also looks forward to Putuo. appear.

He broke off the citrus peel, put the pulp into a small delicate bowl, and then fed it to Yan Rongzhen's mouth. He also took such small things very seriously, but he didn't know that Kun Ze's attention was not on him. On the stage, but leaning on the table with his elbows, he casually cast his gaze on him.

"The next contestant is a dancer from the Western Regions, Putuo!" Since the last game, the host has already known how loud the audience is for Putuo, so when Putuo is about to appear, he Also very excited.

Sure enough, as soon as the words were finished, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became more enthusiastic, and even Yan Zhao who was sitting on the high seat was attracted attention.

Putuo came on stage, which also means that the story of Aina can finally continue. The last scene ended when Aina was waiting for his lover in the mountains and forests. Now it will continue from the scene of Aina crying.

Putuo put his arms around his shoulders, his eyes were sad, and after crying for several times, he suddenly lay down on the field, causing everyone to exclaim, but soon Putuo stood up again, which was originally one of the dancing movements After Aina found out that he was pregnant, he was depressed every day.

He often paces in the mountains and forests, tying red ribbons on the branches and leaves of some trees, which means longing in the Western Regions. He looks forward to the return of the general every day, and waits under the red ribbon every day.

Putuo's dancing steps are still light, and every movement perfectly shows Aina's mood at that time. He was accompanied by birds from time to time in the mountains, and he got a lot of comfort. He leaned on the soft green grass every day, and Heaven and earth depend on each other.Soon, Aina gave birth to a child with the general.

When he arrived here, Aina, who was just a boy but a father for the first time, seemed to be alive. Putuo held the baby in his hands, and walked around happily a few times, showing the "child" in his arms to everyone.

At this moment, a bad news came from afar. The general died in battle with the enemy not long ago.

Putuo picked up the robe that fell off when he danced, and wrapped himself tightly. The light gauze blew up when he danced, as if he was going to gently lift his frail body, and then slowly landed on the ground. , just like Aina's grief of losing her partner, like a falling dandelion, showing the indifference of the world.

Before he knew it, the surroundings had already fallen silent, and with the sound of the big drum on the stage, everyone woke up one after another.

"Okay, okay!" Amidst the cheers, Putuo, who finished the performance, smiled confidently and thanked the audience.