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The first performance began. It seemed to be neither a song nor a play, but rather some variety acts!

With such a long program list, it was impossible for everything to be of one kind. As long as it was entertaining, it would appear, and the performers were all highly skilled—otherwise, they would not have been here.

And so, everyone watched the performances, chatted, and ate dish after dish as they flowed in like running water, while time swiftly slipped past them.

The Empress Dowager was holding a birthday banquet, so naturally the menu was extensive, not the least bit inferior to a Manchu-Han Imperial Feast. Ye Lang was delighted by this and wolfed down food, forgetting about everything else.

Ye Lang's performance seemed to have been arranged among the last few, so he and Liu Feiyan did not need to worry about it yet. They could eat and watch for now, then prepare when the time came.

Perhaps even after he had finished eating, his performance still would not have begun!

After all, the final performances were generally meant for when everyone had eaten their fill and relaxed enough to enjoy them. That was precisely why the later performances were the highlights.

"Brother, I feel like someone is looking over here with ill intentions," the Little Princess suddenly said.

"Yes. When did you notice?" Ye Lang nodded. He had already known about it; more than one person was watching him.

Though he had not paid attention to them, Ye Lang could guess that he had offended some people since coming here—for instance, three of the Four Great Clans, as well as his nominal aunt and cousins, Long Anxi and her two children.

Though the arrogant Prince Wuji had not said anything and was sitting far away from Ye Lang,