Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

Looking at the calm Qingyun, Concubine Yu leaned slightly and asked the concubine softly: "Sister, can the banquet start?"

The imperial concubine, who was still thinking about her own thoughts, immediately came back to her senses when she heard the words, glared at Concubine Yu coldly, looked at Qingyun and asked: "Princess Ninth, what do you think?"

"I'm just here to join in the fun, the imperial concubine arranged it. But Zhilan likes the fun the most, why haven't I seen her?"

"That girl is a little uncomfortable, so the concubine asked her to stay in the bedroom to rest."

"Is it important? I will ask Mr. Mo to take a look later." If Zhilan hadn't begged repeatedly, how could she just ignore Zhilan being placed under house arrest?

"No need." Seeing Qing Yun's probing gaze, the imperial concubine settled down and said, "Maybe it's cold at night, that girl didn't rest, okay, the imperial doctor said there is nothing serious, so I won't bother Mr. Mo."

Qingyun nodded: "It's autumn, and the night is a bit chilly, the concubine should remind everyone to pay more attention, especially the concubine should be more careful."

"Yes, the courtiers and concubines thank Princess Jiu for their concern."

"Okay, don't keep everyone waiting."

Seeing that Qingyun no longer insisted on seeing Zhilan, the imperial concubine heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to look at everyone: "I invite everyone to come today, one is to enjoy the flowers, and the other is to see everyone's talents. Those with outstanding talents will be rewarded by the palace." Pearls, snow lotus, and the phoenix stringed qin bestowed by the late emperor."

As the imperial concubine's voice fell, the girls who were reserved and dignified before all showed longing looks.

You know, these three are all rare treasures, especially the Fengxianqin, which is said to be the most cherished item of the founding empress, and it is also a guqin that has been handed down for countless generations. Therefore, if it falls into the eyes of a certain prince, it will surely shine on the lintel and envy others.

As the granddaughter of the prime minister and the niece of the imperial concubine, Lin Yuemei didn't want to miss the treasure, but when she was about to get up, she saw her aunt giving her a warning look. Although she was unwilling, she had to sit still and dare not move rashly.

Zhang Lianwu lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly.

While Li Feixue was playing with the wine glass in his hand, he would glance at Qingyun from time to time, and there was a bottomless depth in his bright black pupils.

The first performer was Jiang Yuyan, the daughter of the Minister of Rites. Her hair was like a waterfall, her skin was snowier than snow, her face was beautiful, her eyes were like autumn water, she was actually a beautiful woman.

She took a pipa from the musical instruments arranged on the sidelines, returned to the middle of the banquet and saluted Qingyun and the three princes, then sat on the stool brought by the maidservant and played.

The voice is soft and euphemistic, like a nightingale drowsy after exhaustion, the rhythm gradually becomes brisk and mellow, like a nightingale singing loudly in the moonlight, and finally the tone suddenly stops suddenly, like a nightingale stepping on the moonlight and spreading its wings, like the sound of nature , It can be seen that she has worked hard.

After finishing playing, Jiang Yuyan stood up slowly, looking at the princes with infinite amorous feelings in her eyes.

Facing Jiang Yuyan's hot and passionate gaze, Sima Chun, who was obviously absent-minded, didn't see it. Sima Xian always looked calm, Sima Qi smiled, Sima Yue curled his lips contemptuously, and Sima Rui just quietly tasted the wine. Turn a blind eye to everything around you.

Leaning against the armrest on the right, Qingyun saw Sima Chun's abnormality in his eyes, his clear and refined face was as calm as water, making it difficult to see any emotions or anger.

Jiang Yuyan's bold behavior made the imperial concubine frowned, and she couldn't help but look coldly at her.

The refusal of the masters made Jiang Yuyan feel extremely embarrassed, she tried her best to maintain the etiquette, saluted Qingyun and the others, and returned to her seat to sit down.

Looking at Jiang Yuyan, who was pale and her lips were biting her teeth, everyone sympathized, ridiculed, looked on coldly, or gloated, and more girls were eager to try.