The emperor has said that if one of her and Long Xuan fails to find the person he likes, what he said will not count, and the two will still have to get married.
Now the person Long Xuan likes has appeared. If he can make things happen with Yan Ruyu, and she works harder and finds the person she likes, then she won't have to marry Long Xuan, and Long Xuan won't have to marry her.
When Lin Qingyuan was lost in her beautiful imagination, a fast-paced piano music sounded in the cabin.
The sword in Yan Ruyu's hand seemed to turn into a spiritual snake, flying in her hand.
The sword style that was supposed to be hard and sharp became watery and tender when she danced it, just like the tenderness with which she looked at Long Xuan.
Lin Qingyuan looked at it with interest. Although Yan Ruyuwu's sword lacked the wanton and unrestrained style, it still had a different flavor.
Her figure is soft and light, and she holds a sword in her bare hands, which is quite beautiful.
After the dance, there was warm applause in the cabin.
The guests applauded frequently.
Yan Ruyu sheathed her sword and nodded to everyone, "I made you laugh. Next, who wants to do another part?"
The voice fell silent.
The guests regretted not practicing martial arts, otherwise they would have made the beauty smile today.
But if they don’t, they won’t. Naturally, they won’t be able to show their shame.
Yan Ruyu didn't really expect them to dance the sword at all. Her eyes fell on Long Xuan from beginning to end.
However, he remained indifferent, treating her like air.
Just when she was about to leave sadly, a crisp voice suddenly came to her mind, "Miss Yan, Mr. Long has superb swordsmanship, why not ask him to dance?"
Yan Ruyu followed the voice and saw a girl with bright eyes and white teeth sitting next to the window. From her tone, she seemed to know Long Xuan.
This realization made her frown slightly.
The maid stepped forward and whispered something to her. Her expression immediately changed, and she looked at Lin Qingyuan with a bit of hostility and scrutiny.
Lin Qingyuan naturally noticed the other party's subtle reaction and raised her eyebrows. Did Yan Ruyu think she had something to do with Long Xuan
Unexpectedly, this idea flashed through his mind. Long Xuan suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at her with a smile, "If you want to see me dance with a sword, just say so. There is no need to beat around the bush."
Lin Qingyuan looked at him as if struck by lightning.
What is this guy talking about
Sure enough, Yan Ruyu's eyes flashed with sadness.
Long Xuanshi stood up suddenly, took the sword from Yan Ruyu's hand, shook it gently, and made a dragon roar.
The next moment, the originally limp sword seemed to be wrapped with the power of thunder, and the sword struck out with a force that was as powerful as breaking a bamboo. It was amazing, and it was not comparable to that of Yan Ruyu.
For a moment, there was only the sound of piano and sword dancing in the entire cabin, and all the guests in the cabin were as silent as a cicada.
Lin Qingyuan admired Long Xuan's sword dance while sipping fine wine.
Putting aside the unhappiness caused by the emperor asking her to give Long Xuan her marriage, looking at Long Xuan like this still made her look quite masculine.
She held the wine glass to her lips and took a sip when she suddenly heard Bai He scream. She looked up and saw the sword in Long Xuan's hand stabbing straight towards her.
She was so frightened that her hands shook and the cup in her hand fell to the ground.
However, the glass did not fall to the ground. The next moment, Long Xuan used his sword to hold the wine glass steadily, looking at her with a half-smile, "Can't Miss Lin even hold the wine glass firmly?"
Looking at the wine glass handed to her, Lin Qingyuan seemed to be waking up from a dream. She suppressed the anger in her heart and glared at him. Then she reached out and took the glass back from the tip of the sword.
(End of chapter)