CHAPTER 199 (1): GREAT INSULT
Unsatisfied with just talking, Chu Linglong stood up to approach Ning Anlian immediately afterwards. âEldest Imperial Princess, you should sit down first since your ankle is injured!â
As Ning Anlianâs path was blocked by Chu Linglong, the palace maid had no choice but to sit the former down on the cushion that she had sat on to play the zither.
Chu Linglong seemed to be extremely concerned as he asked Ning Anlian carefully. âDoes it still hurt? One of you maids or eunuchs should stop dawdling and call an imperial physician.
The palace maid didnât dare to go and ask for the imperial physician by herself, turning to Ning Anlian for her input.
Finally, Ning Anlian turned to her with a meaningful look in her eye as she spoke, something she made sure to hide from Chu Linglong. âGo on!â
The palace maid understood the meaning in Ning Anlianâs eyes and quickly withdrew. Meanwhile, the atrium had been thrown into chaos because of Ning Anlianâs fall.
Everybody present was smart enough to know that someone who was previously fine couldnât have randomly twisted their foot so severely all of a sudden. As a result, there was only one possible explanation. She must have already injured her ankle before coming here.
Chu Linglong liked to interfere the most. He was clearly not someone with a good heart, but pretended to be one. He lowered his head and stared at Ning Anlianâs leg with a curious expression.
âEldest Imperial Princess, your injury is too severe to have been from the fall just now.â
His sudden words not only made Ning Anlian scared, but caused Yun Ruofeng to be worried as well.
With that, everyone was even more sure that Ning Anlianâs injury was not a result of her fall just now. If she canât even stand properly, how did she dance?
âEldest Imperial Princess, the one who was on the stage presenting the Jinghong dance just now wasnât you, was it?â Chu Linglong thunderous statement echoed the voice in everyoneâs hearts. Although he didnât speak loudly, the simultaneous hiss of everyone drawing in a cold breath spoke volumes about the audienceâs reaction.
Ning Anlianâs face went pale as her heart leapt to her throat: she was scared!
âIt was this Princess!â Ning Anlian wouldnât admit the truth even if she was beaten to death.
When she saw that Chu Linglongâs doubtful expression, she continued. âItâs not easy to practice the Jinghong dance. This Princess twisted my foot when during practice, and todayâs performance had caused it to swell up. Despite that, it was definitely this Princess who danced. Is there anyone else who is competent enough for the Jinglong dance?â
Ning Anlian was thinking that, as long as she denied everything, nobody would have any evidence to prove that she hadnât been the one dancing. I am the Eldest Imperial Princess of Nanzhao; I canât let others mock me!
Chu Linglong didnât care what everyone else thought. To him, if there were any doubts, they had to be mentioned.
Besides, I havenât liked this arrogant and bossy Ning Anlian from the start. She acted like everyone was afraid of Nanzhao.
That year, when I saw Ning Rulan, she wasnât like that at all. She was elegant and had a heroic spirit, but was kind and polite all the same.
But this Ning Anlian is a bit overbearing.
I am a dignified Crown Prince. For a mere princess to talk to me like that, she must be sick of living!
So he continued and said, âYou canât say that for sure. Are you saying that because the Jinghong dance is difficult, only you can practise it in this world?â He scoffed. âIf one was able to learn to spin, then learning the dance isnât so difficult. This is even more true for those who are talented, and have practised dancing since they were young.â
âYouâŠâ The colour of Ning Anlianâs face changed between red and white. After all, this was a lie, and she did feel guilty.