You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 16 Iris
Wen Qinger stood still, and said to Yutai Fushen, "Wen Qinger, the daughter of Lord Wen, Minister of Rites, came to compete at the invitation of Princess Helian."

Compared to He Lianjing's domineering and flamboyant, Wen Qing'er seemed much gentler and softer.The whole person stood up in the main hall, with a refreshing color, a slightly childish little face, and a pair of pupils who looked like they were cut into autumn water, it made people feel good at first glance.

The emperor raised his hand to signal his body, and turned his gaze to He Lianjing, "Since Princess Helian wants to compete, let's start." Let's see how you, He Lianjing, want to lose face.

As soon as the emperor's words fell, Wen Qing'er turned around and said preemptively: "Princess Helian is good at dancing, but my servant is good at playing the piano. How do you want to compete?"

Wen Qing'er can also dance, but now that her stomach is full, she can't dance with the lightness she should have. It's just like playing a tune.

He Lianjing thought for a while, then raised her eyebrows and said: "There is no song in this world that this princess can't dance! Just play it, if this princess can't dance, you will win, how about it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience heatedly discussed, this Princess Helian is really arrogant, don't blow the bullshit out of the sky!
He Lianyi couldn't help but frowned, this is too much to say, He Lianjing's dancing skills are indeed unmatched in the Hu country, but they don't know that there are people outside the people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.What's more, Qi State has a vast territory and a large number of talents. He Lianjing thought that she was really number one in the world from sitting in Hu State.It's okay if you win, and you can be regarded as a well-deserved name. If you lose, then it's okay
He Lianyi hesitated again and again, but in the end he still didn't open his mouth to stop him.

Wen Qing'er smiled slightly, and seemed to say that Wen Qing'er was easier to win, but there was no standard for how to judge He Lianjing's dance. If she danced indiscriminately, would it be considered a win or a loss? ?

The arrow had to be fired, and Wen Qing'er couldn't tolerate picking and choosing and bargaining at this time, so as not to make people feel that she lost her demeanor.

Wen Qing'er nodded in response, turned around and said softly to the nearest Gong'e, "Please help me put the piano on, sister."

When the maid heard this, she immediately liked it, and she responded repeatedly, and when she was about to borrow one from the musician, a pleasant voice sounded: "Your Majesty, this Wen girl is good at playing the piano, why don't you give me the 'Iris' to my concubine?" Lend Miss Wen to play, so that everyone can enjoy this audio-visual feast."

The emperor nodded: "Concubine Duan's words are reasonable." Turning around, he asked the palace servants to fetch the Yuanwei Qin from Concubine Duan's Yingyue Palace.

Concubine Xiao twitched her lips when she heard this. This iris is a famous piano handed down from generation to generation. Brother, this piano has long been in my pocket!It's not your turn to show off here.

Empress Su, who was sitting on the phoenix chair, had a panoramic view of everything below, her eyes were heavy and she couldn't see any emotion.

Wen Qinger was grateful. She had long heard that the long-disappeared famous piano 'Iris' had appeared in the palace. Now that she had the opportunity to see it and even play it, she was very excited. With the help of Iris, she would surely defeat He Lianjing !

Not long after, several servants carried irises and a low table and stool in front of Wen Qing'er, and thanked Wen Qing'er. Wen Qing'er sat in front of the low table, took out her handkerchief and wiped her fingers carefully. Put your fingertips on the strings and gently dial out a few notes, soft and mellow, the iris really lives up to its reputation!

Wen Qing'er signaled to He Lianjing: "Princess, let's start?" He Lianjing nodded impatiently, walked to the middle and stood still.

He Lianjing had already danced to a song before, and the style of the song was lively and enthusiastic. Wen Qing'er knew that this He Lianjing must have mastered the cheerful music very well, but not necessarily the low and moderate ones.

(End of this chapter)