Ye Li raised her eyebrows and before she could speak, she heard Ye Ying leaning against Mo Jingli's arms, who was leaning against Mo Jingli's arms, and said to Princess Qixia in a weak voice, "Princess, I'm really sorry. Ye Ying is afraid that she can't compete with the princess. Since the princess is not convinced, it's better to ask her sister to replace Ye Ying. Her sister is the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, and she will definitely not insult the princess. Sister, do you think so?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Li calmed down his face. How could Ye Ying not know that she could not dance? If she lost, it would be that Ye Li would not lose the face of the Shangshu Mansion, not that Ye Ying was not as good as Princess Qixia. Not only did she avoid the possibility that she might lose to Princess Qixia, but she was successful and lost her face when she attended the party for the first time. It was indeed a good plan.

"Just do what Ying'er said!" Mo Jingli ordered impatiently. He picked up Ye Ying and prepared to leave the venue without waiting for the imperial physician to arrive.

Looking at Mo Jingli's back without hesitation, the eldest princess's eyes sank, and after a while, she said in a deep voice: "Since that's the case, let Miss Ye San replace Miss Ye Si."

Ye Li was speechless: No one really wanted to ask if she could dance?

Almost everyone's eyes fell on Ye Li, and Qin Zheng and others also looked at her nervously. Although they had already started to urge Ye Li to win a ranking before, they had no intention of urging Ye Li to go. Not to mention that they were new friends, even the future relationship between Qin Zheng and Ye Li could not harm her.

Princess Qixia was furious because of Mo Jingli's love for Ye Ying's departure. Ye Li, who was pushed to replace by Mo Jingli, was Mo Jingli's ex-fiancee. So Princess Qixia was full of anger and directly paused to Ye Li, and raised her delicate eyebrows, "Miss Ye, please ask first."

Ye Li stood up helplessly, met Princess Qixia's hatred gaze, and thought for a while before speaking: "I admit defeat."

Everyone, including Princess Qixia, looked shocked. After a while, Princess Qixia came to her senses and glared at Ye Li and said, "Do you look down on me? I don't need you to let me!"

Ye Li shook her head helplessly, "I didn't let the princess, I sincerely admit defeat."

"I have no comparison and admit defeat. Even if I win, I will win."

Force people who can't dance to compete are even more unfair, right? Ye Li sighed lightly and looked at Princess Qixia, whose apricot eyes were angrily open, "Princess, I can't dance." So, you were fooled by Ye Ying.

"Haha, if you want someone who can't dance, your Highness Li and the future Princess Li are creative." Feng Zhiyao's voice was lazily remembered, and his voice was filled with gloating.

Princess Qixia was also stunned, "Why can't you dance!"

"Because dance is not a compulsory course for the ladies of Da Chu. I believe that many of the ladies here can't dance." Ye Li answered with confidence. It is not embarrassing not to dance. In fact, there are very few ladies from Da Chu who specialize in dancing, unless they really like it or the family may have the intention to send their daughter to the palace.

Since Ye Li has already stated that she has never learned to dance, if she is forcing her to dance, it will be unreasonable. Princess Qixia also understands that she has been fooled by Ye Ying, so she can only temporarily suppress her anger. She stared at the girl in blue with a calm expression and a gentle smile in the audience and said with a slightly flashing eyes: "I didn't see Miss Ye appearing on the field just now. Since Miss Ye Si is so confident in her sister, please show her strengths in other aspects. Or..." She looked at Ye Li with a smile, paused for a moment before singing: "Is Miss Ye okay with nothing?"

Ye Li lowered her head and was silent for a moment. He raised her head and looked at Princess Qixia with a faint look and said, "So, Ye Li is ugly."

"Li'er..." Qin Zheng said worriedly, and Murong Ting and Hua Tianxiang also looked at Ye Li worriedly. Ye Li blinked at her, smiled and shook her head. Qin Zheng felt a little relaxed when she saw that she didn't smile. Then she thought that Li'er's mother was the number one talented woman in the capital back then, and her grandfather was the leader of the world. Even if she was not in a normal mood, she should have learned everything she should have learned.

As everyone was watching, Ye Li walked towards the table where the pen was still placed. After thinking for a moment, she picked up the pen and started moving on the high-quality rice paper.

On the high platform, Feng Zhiyao looked at the girl in green who was looking down and painting interestingly, and nodded inadvertently. Yao Ji, who was sitting beside him, glanced at him and laughed in a low voice: "Feng San is very optimistic about Miss Ye San?" Feng Zhiyao touched her nose and smiled: "Is she very interesting? At least not as mediocre as the rumor." This calm attitude of being calm was enough to make Feng Zhiyao look up high, not to mention that Mo Jingli suffered a silence in her hands some days ago. Maybe A Yao really wants to marry a good princess this time.

Mr. Muyang seemed quite interested in the topics of the two, "Feng San knows Miss Ye San?"

Feng Zhiyao shook his head, "Don't you know that you just returned to Beijing? The future Princess Ding."

"Mo Xiuyao?" Mu Yang frowned. He had some friendship with Mo Xiuyao when he was a teenager, but he had never met again since Mo Xiuyao's accident.

Feng Zhiyao nodded and said, "That's right. What do you think?"

Mu Yang raised his eyebrows, "Mo Jingli's eyes are blind."

Yao Ji couldn't help but chuckled, covered her lips and said, "It seems that Feng San and Mr. Mu are both optimistic about Miss Ye San."

The two did not answer, but turned their eyes to the girl in green who was writing quickly. They were from both famous families, so they naturally understood each other's meaning. It had nothing to do with appearance or talent, but compared to Ye Ying, Ye Li was more suitable to be the chief mistress of a big family or a royal palace. I don't know whether Mo Jingli, who was born in the royal family, was spoiled by the Queen Mother and the Concubine, or whether Ye Ying was really capable and unknown to outsiders.

Everyone's waiting was just a stick of incense, and Ye Li had stopped writing. The eldest princess ordered Ye Li's work to marry him, and the rice paper left the table. Everyone vaguely saw that it seemed to be a peony picture. Qin Zheng and the other two were relieved. Regardless of whether they could get a ranking, they could complete a peony picture that was not too bad in such a short time. At least Ye Li was embarrassed. The painting was first presented to the six appreciators on the judges' table. The first elder Su Zhe frowned, and raised his head to look at the girl in green who was still standing by the table. He lowered his head and continued to look at Mo Jian, the minister of the Ministry of Personnel next to him. Mo Jian also frowned and looked up at Ye Li from time to time. After a while, he handed it over to the person next to him.

The unusual reactions of the judges made the ladies in the audience look at Ye Li and wonder what Ye Li's works are like.

After the last reading, Feng Zhiyao handed the scroll to the maid beside him and presented it to Princess Zhaoyang. Several others also discussed the results. Su Zhe announced: "Miss Ye Li, the daughter of the Minister of Revenue, had the first calligraphy, poetry, and paintings."
Chapter completed!