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The melodious music slowly began to play, drawing everyone's gaze to the center of the lake. A handsome figure descended gracefully from the heavens, a sheer veil partially obscuring his features. He landed on a large Lotus Leaf in the middle of the lake, his toes lightly tapping as he moved with an ethereal grace, wielding a long sword in a captivating dance.
The Noble Ladies gasped in awe and whispered among themselves, "Who is this man? He stands upon the Lotus Leaf as if he were a celestial being."
Hong Yu furrowed her brow and blurted out, "He is a Dancer. Duke Xuan's Mansion actually keeps a male Dancer?"
She thought to herself: This beauty ploy is too blatant.
Consort Xuan's expression turned awkward as she instinctively glanced at Yun Qingyu, then smiled lightly and explained, "It's just a performance; he is not a Dancer."
Consort Xuan kept a close watch on Yun Qingyu's expression, recalling Granny Gu's words about the Eldest Princess recently taking a liking to handsome martial artists. This man, floating like an immortal and dancing with his sword on the Lotus Leaf, would surely catch her interest.
Xin Yao looked at the man in the lake and bluntly exposed him, "That man is tied with ropes; it's not real skill. He’s not as good as I am."
Yun Qingyu chuckled at her words and replied, "This Palace just noticed him too; he must have been fished up from the opposite shore. He's not better than you."
Hong Yu stared at the man in the center of the lake, unable to contain her eagerness. "His sword dance is quite impressive; it looks like he has practiced for a few days."
Xin Yao scoffed, "Just a few days of practice. Such clumsy tricks dare to be presented before our master?"
Hong Yu turned her head, looking longingly at Yun Qingyu. "Your Highness, seeing him dance so beautifully makes me want to try it too."
Duke Xuan's Mansion attempted to win over Yun Qingyu with this beauty ploy but ended up presenting a mere Flower Vase without any real talent.
Hong Yu was eager to try.
Consort Xuan was startled and naturally did not want Hong Yu to ruin her plans for the handsome man. She smiled gently, "Lotus Leaf is light, and the water in the lake is deep. If you don't have lightness skills, stepping onto the Lotus Leaf recklessly can be very dangerous. Young master, please do not put yourself at risk."
What she didn't know was that aside from being good-looking and young, Hong Yu's lightness skills were exceptional.
Ignoring her, Hong Yu continued to watch Yun Qingyu, thinking to himself: This situation must be broken today. Yun Qingyu said calmly, "Go ahead, but don't cause trouble."
In an instant, Hong Yu understood Yun Qingyu's implication: If he truly wanted to avoid trouble, he wouldn't have brought him here or agreed to let him go.
He happily bowed, "Your Highness, don't worry." With that, his red figure dashed along the railing like a shooting star and soon reached the center of the lake.
The young man in red spun gracefully in mid-air, his garments fluttering like flames, instantly overshadowing the man dressed in white who looked like an immortal.
The man had been performing swordplay quite well when suddenly someone approached him from the front, spinning continuously above him. The gust of wind stirred up by Hong Yu's movements made the red robe dazzling under the sunlight.
The man's movements faltered as Hong Yu finished showing off in mid-air and landed gracefully on the Lotus Leaf where the man stood. The small Lotus Leaf could only hold one person. Just as the man was about to speak, he felt the ground beneath him give way. With a loud splash, he fell straight into the lake.
Hong Yu stood lightly on the Lotus Leaf, looking confused at the spot where the man had fallen and asked, "What happened? Didn't you say your lightness skills were good? How did you end up in the lake?"
The noble ladies in Flower Hall were dumbfounded; even they could see the disparity in skill.
Lu Wanyue sneered with her swollen face.
Consort Xuan was trying hard to please Yun Qingyu, yet wasn’t it just a way for him to ruin the scene?
Everyone's gaze was fixed on the two young masters in the lake, and no one noticed the fierce intent in Lu Wanyue's eyes or the silent exchange of glances with the maid from Prince Rong's Residence. Today, she intended to have Yun Qingyu meet his end here, framing Consort Xuan in the process—killing two birds with one stone.
Hong Yu leaped across the lake to help Yun Qingyu deal with the charms of handsome men. Upon returning, he saw His Highness personally feeding Xin Yao, and a pang of jealousy struck his heart. He thought to himself: The prince is so biased.
The weather was hot, and several maids entered carrying chilled fruits and sour plum juice. They presented fruit platters and iced juices to each Noble Lady, but only Yun Qingyu's portion had an extra ingredient, which the maid calmly served.
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