Empress, she is rising step by step

Cao Wenxi smiled, went down to change his clothes, then returned to the main hall and took his seat.

Zhu Ci was sitting opposite her, and Cao Wenxi nodded slightly at her.

Zhu Ci raised her glass and smiled: "You dance very well. I only knew that my sister was good at singing Huangmei Opera, but I didn't expect that she could also dance so well."

Cao Wenxi pursed her lips shyly. She originally thought Zhu Ci would blame her for not telling her that she could dance, but she didn't expect that she wasn't unhappy at all.

"My sister is so grateful."

"Cao Baolin is really just a blockbuster."

Yang Yunxi had a gentle smile on her face, "This Hu Xuanwu has excellent requirements for women's body and figure. Cao Baolin is usually weak, but he dances with great grace. He must have suffered a lot. It’s all about Kung Fu. It’s just that it’s so hard for you to hide it from the sisters, and you haven’t even heard anything about it.”

"If I told you, Concubine De, how could Cao Baolin dance in front of the emperor? Of course, the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better, and there is no way to publicize it everywhere."

Xu Tingyue peeled the grapes, glanced sideways at Cao Wenxi, and raised the corners of her mouth.

"I can't tell that Cao Baolin is really versatile. I happened to pass by Weiyang Palace that day and heard the faint sound of singing. Could it be that it was also sung by Cao Baolin?"

Wen Yuanyuan interjected: "Concubine Shu's good ears are from "Female Consort" sung by Cao Baolin."

"Oh, Cao Baolin can also sing opera?"

Bai Weirui raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes showing disdain, "In this case, it's a happy day. The Queen Mother likes to listen to operas, how about singing a song for Cao Baolin?"

Cao Wenxi didn't want to sing opera in front of so many people. She could not help but think of her aunt. During festivals, the eldest lady would always ask her aunt to sing in front of everyone, taking the opportunity to ridicule her.

People's comments will make her feel like an object.

"Back to the noble concubine, I can only hum a few lines. I'm not good at it. I'm afraid it will pollute the ears of all the concubines, the queen and the queen mother."

"I see you are being humble. We are all one of our own, so you can just hum a few lines."

After Bai Weirui finished speaking, she turned to look at the Queen Mother, "Queen Mother, what do you want to hear?"

The Queen Mother naturally understood what Bai Xinrui meant, and it seemed that Cao Wenxi was very reluctant and did not want to hurt her dignity.

Everything is done extremely well. There is no benefit, and there should be room for relaxation. Why is the imperial concubine so aggressive?

"That's all, Cao Baolin is tired of dancing. When he has time another day, Cao Baolin can go sing in the Aijia Palace."

Cao Wenxi smiled gratefully at the Queen Mother, "I understand."

Next, the concubines showed off their talents. Hua Jingyun and Xu Tingyue were best at guzheng and Xiao, and they improvised a song called "Three Plum Blossoms" together.

Bai Xinrui didn't have much talent. She was best at horseback riding and archery, but she couldn't do such a thing in front of the Queen Mother. She might think she was too vulgar.

So she racked her brains and embroidered a picture of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", and said some nice words, and finally got over it.

Yang Yunxi wrote a poem on the spot. Yan Qingshu didn't know where he learned it from, and he performed a simple trick, but it also made everyone laugh.

Zhuang Xiaoxiao's originally planned talent was also dancing, so she hired a master to teach her. Who knew that Cao Wenxi would appear halfway through, completely disrupting her plans.

But she had nothing else to prepare, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet. Wen Yuanyuan suddenly stood up and said, "Queen Mother, Your Majesty. It would be too monotonous for Zhuang Cairen to dance the sword by himself. I would like to play a song beside you."

Naturally, the Queen Mother and Shen Que had no reason to disagree. The Dragon Boat Festival was just for fun, and the pampered concubines could not be asked to dance and play better than the musicians.

Wen Yuanyuan turned to look at Zhu Ci, "Zhu Baolin, can I borrow your pipa?"

Zhu Ci raised her head to meet Wen Yuanyuan's gaze. She did this on purpose. She must have expected that she wanted to play the pipa, so she deliberately announced that she wanted to play the pipa to entertain Zhuang Xiaoxiao, so as to embarrass her.

It's a pity that she knows more than just this, she just doesn't want to show it. If she wanted to use this to embarrass her, I'm afraid she would be disappointed.

"of course can."

The pipa was placed in the side hall. It would not look good if Zhuying had to serve her and hold a pipa.

Zhu Ci ordered Zhuying to take the pipa and give it to Wen Yuanyuan, and Wen Yuanyuan tried the tone. Then he sat sideways on the embroidered pier, playing with the pipa strings with his slender jade fingers.

Zhuang Xiaoxiao danced the long sword in his hand to the music. Thinking about it, it took her a long time. She danced well, but it was limp and weak, without the momentum of the sword dance.

Zhu Cici was watching when he suddenly heard a scream of "ah".

When she came back to her senses and took a closer look, she found that Wen Yuanyuan was playing, and the string of the pipa suddenly broke with a "bang" for some reason.

The string, which was originally made of thin steel wire, suddenly snapped, and the sharp end of the long iron sheet instantly scratched Wen Yuanyuan's delicate face.

Wen Yuanyuan screamed, and the pipa fell to the ground with a dull sound. She reached out to cover her face in pain, and blood gushed out from her fingers.

Things happened so suddenly that everyone was shocked.

Zhu Ci was also shocked. She had checked it this morning and found that there was nothing wrong with the Pipa. Why did it suddenly break?

The originally cheerful atmosphere suddenly became heavy. The Queen Mother's expression became gloomy, and Shen Que's expression did not look any better.

Everyone gathered around in a roar. Although Shen Que did not see the wound on Wen Yuanyuan's face, he knew that the wound was very deep.

"Your Majesty, my concubine's face... my concubine's face hurts."

Wen Yuanyuan held Shen Que's hand, tears rolling down her face. There was no trace of the proud expression just now, only endless fear.

"Your Majesty, is my concubine's face disfigured? Your Majesty, how could this happen?"

Shen Que held Wen Yuanyuan's hand tightly and comforted her, "Don't be afraid. I have already ordered someone to ask for the imperial doctor. The imperial doctor will be here soon."

Bai Xinrui covered her lips with a handkerchief, feeling frightened. If Wen Yuanyuan hadn't suddenly wanted to borrow Zhu Ci's pipa, Zhu Ci would have been disfigured now.

On the surface, he was going for Zhu Ci, but why wasn't he going for her?

Thinking like this, Bai Xinrui felt something bad as she saw more and more people gathering together. She subconsciously remembered that this was how she lost her first child. She still doesn't know who the murderer is.

Bai Xinrui protected her stomach with her hands and supported Liu Yan as she stepped aside.

Yu Jieyu looked at Wenmeiren, although she didn't like her pampering and arrogance from the bottom of her heart. But after all, there were no big festivals or grudges. Now that she was so seriously injured, it was a lie that she wasn't worried.