Chapter 288

On the gorgeous stage, two cylindrical high platforms carrying two women in ancient costumes rose slowly. On the left was Li Jing, dressed in luxurious and dignified court attire, clearly dressed as a Queen of a nation, while on the right, He Lele was enveloped in a vibrant pomegranate-red, trailing phoenix-tail gauze skirt paired with charming, retro peach-blossom makeup, instantly making her, who previously felt unremarkable in appearance, look stunningly beautiful.

"Your Majesty! Please retract your order!" Li Jing’s earnest and anxious voice seemed to pierce through time and space, shaking the entire venue.

The stage plunged into darkness instantly. A few seconds later, a spotlight hit the center of the stage, and a dragon-carved low couch slowly rotated, gradually revealing a majestic figure leaning on the couch with one arm supporting their head.

A bright yellow undergarment half-tied and half-draped, a muscular chest half-exposed and half-hidden, long black hair half-hanging and half-tied, soul-stealing eyes half-open and half-closed—

"My Queen, are you speaking to the Lone One?" The lethally sexy lips moved slightly.

The entire studio was deathly silent for nearly ten seconds, and then...

"Ahhhhhhh—Ruan Lin! Ahhhhhhh! Ruan Lin! Ruan Lin!" Almost the entire female audience fell into a near-death frenzy.

Ruan Lin raised his eyes coldly.

The women’s bodies shivered from the inside out, their screams stopping, but their souls seemed intoxicated, watching the domineering and seductive sexy king on stage with accelerated breathing.

"Your Majesty!" Another spotlight, a woman dressed similarly to Li Jing was kneeling sideways in front of the soft couch, her expression worried yet firm—the double-crowned Best Actress, Ye Chen! People knew this was the character Li Jing was dubbing. In other words, the fourth group's performance was two female characters dubbed, with Ruan Lin providing the original voice for the interaction.

This already featured one Best Actor and one Best Actress, so who was the third person?

Before the audience could guess much, Li Jing’s emotionally full and deep words drew everyone’s attention back to the plot. Dignified and loyal, gentle and virtuous, respectful and compassionate, and graceful in every way, Li Jing’s well-paced dubbing matched perfectly with Ye Chen’s subtle yet skillful performance, making people sigh that such a virtuous Queen had to offer such sorrowful advice. But when their eyes turned to the cold and uninhibited "King" on the couch, they immediately lost their temper.

"Has the Queen finished speaking?"

"Your Majesty!"

Ruan Lin waved his right hand, "My Queen is a connoisseur of music and rhythm, why not listen to how this folk music sounds?"

As soon as Ruan Lin finished speaking, the beautiful sound of zithers and flutes rang out, and the third spotlight finally appeared.

Long sleeves danced lightly, a tilt and a bow, red gauze filled the sky, movements enchanting, beautiful and mesmerizing as she moved and turned, a stunning face that was gentle yet alluring, alluring yet transcendent, and beneath that transcendence, a few points of charm!

Who? Who is this? Clearly familiar, but—if they had seen such a goddess-level beauty, how could they not remember her name!

"Clouds remind me of her clothes, flowers of her face, the spring breeze brushes the railing, the dew is thick. If not seen at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would meet at the moonlit Yao Terrace. Famous flowers and the country both rejoice, often watched by the King with a smile. Explaining the spring breeze’s infinite hatred, leaning on the railing north of the Shenxiang Pavilion..."

Forgetting to breathe, forgetting to blink, when the beauty with graceful dance moves and intoxicating singing voice bowed before the King’s couch under the spotlight, what people thought of was—this is the true goddess! Such dance, such a singing voice—uh! Almost forgot, the singing should be He Lele’s, this script really brought out the strengths of the two contestants to the extreme! Li Jing was naturally good at these high-status female roles, and He Lele’s singing voice had also been recognized by industry professionals as having extraordinary talent.

"What a line, 'Famous flowers and the country both rejoice, often watched by the King with a smile.' Come up, let the Lone One take a good look."

"This commoner dares not."

"Your Majesty! The soldiers of Suobei are still shedding blood on the battlefield, please Your Majesty—"

"The Lone One tells you to come up!"

The beauty in the red dress stood up softly, glanced at the Queen beside her without any respect, and walked gracefully toward the low couch.

Ruan Lin reached out and pulled the beauty into his arms.

Gasps arose, yet such a scene made people unable to muster the courage to even be jealous.

"Beauty, tell the Queen, for whom do the soldiers of Suobei fight."

"The soldiers of Suobei fight for our King." The voice was sweet and seductive, intoxicating the heart, the coquettishness naturally intoxicating to the ears.

"Heh... since that is the case, how could the Lone One fail the thousands of soldiers and not enjoy this land and beauty?" Ruan Lin laughed wildly, lowered his head, and kissed the beauty’s red lips, which were dripping with charm.

Ahhh—the audience’s screams were still suppressed in their throats, but the situation on stage changed suddenly.

Ruan Lin pushed the beauty in his arms away violently, opened his mouth, and spat out bright red blood, "You, you—"

"Tyrant! You should have died long ago!" A bright, pure, and hateful male voice suddenly spilled from the "beauty’s" equally bleeding mouth. As he spoke, the "beauty" pulled out the golden hairpin from his head and stabbed it toward Ruan Lin.

"Your Majesty! Ah—" The golden hairpin sank into his chest.

"Rong’er!" Ruan Lin supported the "Queen" who had blocked the blow, his eyes splitting as he struck the stunned "beauty" to death with one palm.

"Your Majesty... Rong’er, can, can no longer, accompany Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

"Rong’er! My Queen!"

The sorrowful call echoed throughout the stage.

When the stage lights came up and Li Jing and He Lele bowed and sank below the stage on the cylinders, the audience, who had finally reacted, remembered to give enthusiastic applause. Many tearful audience members were already streaming with tears, and after looking at each other, they couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Ah! Qin Zhixiu!"

"Qin Zhixiu? Where? Where?"

"That beauty just now! That beauty just now was Qin Zhixiu! Ahhhhh!"

"What?"