The Princess Wei Yang

75.Ulterior Motives

On the day of Jiu Yiniang's birthday, the Li family specially set up a stage. The furens and xiaojies thought this was such a rare opportunity to liven up so all of them set up a shed outside to watch the show.

Da furen sent someone to invite Er furen, but Er furen didn't participate since she was not feeling well. Da furen smiled lightly and didn't force her.

It was well known that Er furen was a pretentious person so how could she give face to a concubine and attend her birthday banquet.

In the past few days, Lao furen had been taking spring naps; she rested in the afternoon and didn't come out. Everyone else had arrived and sat below the stage and looked joyful.

Li Chang Le had a beautiful fan in her hand as she looked at the stage from afar, showing a trace of thoughtful smile. While on the other side, Jiu Yiniang was surrounded by a crowd but she was restless and had on a fearful expression.

Da furen watched all of this and showed an amiable smile on her face.

Li Wei Yang was the last to arrive. After she arrived, all those with ranks lower than hers had to stand up and greet her. Of course, Da furen was the matriarch and a lady of first rank, so she was still sitting as if she was already.

Li Wei Yang smiled: "No need to be this polite, let's sit down and watch the show."

Li Chang Le looked at Li Wei Yang and saw that she was wearing a rose dress; her thick black hair was like stack of clouds and the jaded green hairpin of single-stringed tassel was dotted around by inlaid precious gems of various sizes, making it look obviously valuable and causing her not jealously unable to fixate her gaze elsewhere.

At this moment, the clapper on the stage was sounded loudly and a handsome performer came out from behind the stage. Seeing this man, Jiu Yiniang's eyes seemed to be moving uncontrollably.

Li Wei Yang traced her vision and saw that the martial arts performer on the stage had a thin body garbed in a costume with red darted sleeve sprinkled with gold. Around his waist was a five-colored silk belt and his hair was brushed up highly and was held up by a golden ring. His flying phoenix eyes were gently rising and proudly looking around, all the essence were being fired off from his long eyelashes, his aura alone was enough to make people's hearts melt. He jumped up in the air after a turning point, one foot gently landed down, the multicolored belt around his waist spread open like a bird as he loudly sang. It was just a single phrase, he held two swords in his right hand, his left hands pinched, he turned his hips and posed.

With this figure, this singing, he must be a famous performer. Li Wei Yang took a look and made a judgment.

Although the martial arts performer was singing yet he noticed the movement amongst the audience. When he saw that person, he was excited at first, then after a long while did his joy turned into disheartenment. He was just a performer and even though he used to be a son of a wealthy family, dabbled in poetry and was born with a handsome, dignified appearance, he was well-liked in the troupe, but now, and he and that person were of different social standing.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the face of a young girl in the audience. Although her face wasn't as beautiful as the Xiaojie by her side, but her clear eyes were like a quiet well and at right at this moment, those eyes locked with his, as if she saw through him. Ming Jie's whole body trembled a bit and when he regained consciousness, her eyes had gently focused elsewhere.

The performer desperately pulled his attention back together and continued to sing, luckily no one was able to detect the oddity.

Li Changle laughed: "This martial arts performer really sings well, Jiu Yiniang, what do you think?"