"Yang, what are you doing?"
Li Xian exclaimed and jumped up.
He was completely frightened by Yang Tian's actions.
Xu Wenting is the first songstress of the Great Tang, skilled in music, chess, poetry, painting, singing, and dancing, excelling in every area, second only to Wu Zetian in both talent and beauty.
Xu Wenting only needed to perform a single tune to capture the hearts of everyone in Yihong Courtyard.
Whether they were young lords or the Third Prince, they could only wait eagerly.
Such a singing lady was admired by everyone.
No one dared to approach her recklessly.
But there was Yang Tian, who surprisingly jumped up and grabbed Xu Wenji's wrist, knocking her over on the stage?
My God!
Not only Li Xian, but all the young lords in Yihong Courtyard were taken aback, each looking at Yang Tian with shock and anger.
"Miss Xu..."
The old woman quickly helped Xu Wenji stand up.
