After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

With that said, the banquet was pushed to a climax.

Princess Shangyang joked: "The King of Jin is very talented. Since he has the eldest girl's poem as a reference, it is not difficult to do it."

"It would be better if the older girl could harmonize on the side."

She smiled at Lin Zhiyu. Princess Shangyang was very satisfied with her sister-in-law, and secretly she didn't want Princess Yunyue and Zhou Zijin to be too close.

Lin Zhiyu immediately understood what Princess Shangyang meant: "Since the princess has spoken, I will not be respectful."

At this time, Lin Minghua's shock overshadowed his jealousy towards Princess Yunyue.

When did Lin Zhiyu learn these things?

"If sister can't do it, I can also help." Lin Minghua saw Lin Pengsheng in the audience winking at him frequently, knowing that he was afraid that Lin Zhiyu would embarrass the Prime Minister's Palace.

As everyone knows, if it were the original Lin Zhiyu, she really knew nothing about music, but she was a queen in her previous life. The queen was the role model of the harem, how could she be just a vase?

If we can trace this to its origin, we have to thank Zhou Tingchen.

Many people had said before that Lin Zhiyu was not worthy of this position, but when Zhou Tingchen encountered such a thing, he just pretended to be deaf and dumb.

At that time, Lin Zhiyu could be said to be a 100% love brain. In order to truly stand side by side with Zhou Tingchen, while handling harem affairs, he invited many famous masters to come to the palace to study.

It’s just that after so many efforts, it’s still not as good as Lin Minghua’s words.

Although I can't say that I am proficient in music, I can at least do it to a level that is not embarrassing.

"I say, Queen, this is not a big deal, why rush to get involved?" Princess Shangyang sounded a little dissatisfied when she saw that Lin Minghua didn't give her face.

Zhou Tingchen walked to Lin Zhiyu very naturally and said as if there was no one in sight: "Zhiyu, you can do whatever you want and leave the rest to me."

Princess Yunyue stood in the center of the hall, looking at the intimate appearance of Zhou Zijin and Lin Zhiyu. She took a deep breath and prepared her dancing posture.

As Zhou Zijin's melodious flute sounded, Lin Zhiyu followed his flute and gently hummed the verse.

The girl's voice is ethereal and graceful, and every word brings people into the moonlit scenery of Yaotai.

Princess Yunyue raised her long sleeves and turned lightly on her toes. Her light dance attracted everyone's attention.

As her hands lingered gracefully in the air, the bracelets on her wrists jingled, and as she glanced around, her whole body was like a flower separated by mist, making people want to hold her in their arms and reveal her true face in Lushan.

Even watching it up close for the second time, Lin Zhiyu was still deeply attracted by the Yun Shang Dance.

As the saying goes, it takes ten minutes on stage and ten years of hard work off stage. Behind this dance, there are thousands of days and nights of painstaking study.

At the same time, a question also emerged in Lin Zhiyu's mind.

When we first met in the afternoon, Princess Yunyue looked very squeamish. Can a truly squeamish person really endure the hardships and practice the same dance to the point of perfection?

After the dance, as expected, it won the applause of the whole house.

"Okay! This Princess Yun really deserves her reputation!"

"Prince Jin's flute sound is also wonderful, and he coordinates perfectly with Princess Yunyue. Look at her, she is a talented man and a beautiful woman!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Didn't you see that Prince Jin's eyes are on the eldest girl?"

Zhou Zijin is a martial arts practitioner and his hearing is much better than the average person. When he heard the second sentence, he hesitated for a moment and reached out to rub Lin Zhiyu's head gently.

"Well done."

Princess Shangyang had a shocked expression on her face, but Lin Minghua failed to make Lin Zhiyu look embarrassed because of this banquet. Instead, she was pressed down by her. Her chest seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, and she couldn't breathe in or out. No, he simply excused himself as feeling unwell and left first. When Princess Yunyue left the stage, she took a deep look at Zhou Zijin. Unfortunately, the latter was so focused on Lin Zhiyu that he did not feel her burning gaze.

We've eaten the meal, drank the wine, and watched the dance. The banquet has come to an end.

Zhou Tingchen also left first. Without the pressure of the emperor's gaze, everyone relaxed a lot, eating fruits after dinner and chatting casually.

Zhou Zijin was stopped by Zheng Guanyue, and Princess Yunyue followed suit, chuckling from time to time.

Probably because of the strong alcohol, Lin Zhiyu felt a little stuffy, so she simply went out to get some fresh air.

Lin Pengsheng caught a glimpse of Lin Zhiyu going out, said hello to his colleagues, and followed him.

"You evil girl, when you see your father, you don't come over to say hello?"

Lin Zhiyu froze behind his back.

Seeing Lin Zhiyu stop, Lin Pengsheng strode forward and reached out to slap Lin Zhiyu. The movement was a bit big and attracted the attention of several ladies.

Lin Pengsheng then flicked his sleeves, turned his hands away, and snorted softly through his nose. Even though he lowered his voice, he could not hide his anger.

"What do you want to do today? Don't you know how difficult it is for Minghua in the palace?"

Oh, this is because I was embarrassed at the banquet and came to question him.

"What, did you say any word daughter wrong?" Lin Zhiyu looked innocent.

"How dare I ask which word you said? You said every word wrong!" Lin Pengsheng was irritated by Lin Zhiyu's attitude. "Don't forget, you eat and use the Lin family's food. In what way do you feel sorry for you?"

"Also, you have learned so much on your own, why don't you tell me? Have you forgotten that you have the word "Lin" on your head?"

Lin Zhiyu was in a bad mood after being scolded all over his face: "You only have my sister in your eyes, why have you ever considered my feelings? Regarding the rumors before, you just scolded me indiscriminately. Do you really have a clear conscience!"

She felt aggrieved for the original owner.

Prime Minister Lin was confused by Lin Zhiyu. He had watched his daughter grow up. How could she be different now?

"If I hadn't thought about you, I wouldn't have gone to great lengths to send you to the Queen Mother to serve you!"

Waiting for illness?

I seem to have heard these two words from Wei Shaoyuan.

Seeing that Lin Zhiyu did not refute him, Lin Pengsheng raised his chin and assumed the posture of an elder: "Also, since you were unwilling to enter the palace before, you should take good care of King Jin."

The words that seem to be concerned are actually worries about one's own power.

Jiang Sheng's power is getting bigger and bigger, and he also has a ghostly Prime Minister Chu by his side. Even if the emperor loses trust in him one day, relying on the relationship with Prince Jin, he will not be too sad.

"Thank you for your concern, father." Lin Zhiyu said no more, knowing that if she said a few more words, Lin Pengsheng would scold her endlessly.

"And since you are in the palace now, don't get too close to Concubine Ling and her gang... Hey, where are you going? Come back here!"

Lin Pengsheng wanted to take this opportunity to explain a few words, but found that Lin Zhiyu walked away without making too much noise in public, so he could only frown and kept cursing: "Oh, oh, what a crime, what a crime." ah!"

There is a small artificial lake not far from the banquet hall, with a pavilion covering it. The evening breeze is blowing, which is very pleasant.

Lin Zhiyu was leisurely walking alone, but found that there was already a man in white robe in the pavilion, with his hands behind his back, letting the breeze blow his robes flying.