Volume 2: Case within a case, the granary of the world Chapter 8: I am that broken brick that attracts jade

  Faintly, as if there was still a sound of a zither lingering in the air.

  "Excellent, truly excellent."

  Feng Xue's face wore a smile, and Feng Qingya nodded with a hint of a smile: "If sister likes it, from now on you can often come to the Guardian Mansion to listen to Yuanchen play the piano."

  "The princess's piano skills are also astonishing, and can even rival the piano skills of Far Chong Gongzi, which is truly not easy." Feng Xue Yin said with a hint of admiration.

  The queen is overpraising me, I am far from being comparable to Master Gongzi.

  "Skill with the zither has nothing to do with one's status." Yuanchen smiled faintly and said softly from the side, "Miss, your zither skills are indeed top-notch."

  "Yes, Flower sister, don't be modest." Hou Xian also chimed in.

  On the other side, Leng Yue Yao and Chun Yu Shan Shan also nodded frequently, and Chun Yu Zi Chen added: "Indeed worthy of being the 'Hundred Flowers Palace' top card, her piano skills are exceptional."

  "The slave is truly frightened." Hua's voice was soft and sweet, making the man's bones feel like they were melting into three parts.

  Feng Xue Yin smiled and nodded, then turned to look at Feng Qing Ya: "This palace remembers that Li Ge Gong Zi's zither skills are also unparalleled, why not let Hua Gu Niang and Li Gong Zi play another piece together?"

  The gentle breeze carried a faint smile on her lips: "Alright, Li Ge, have you heard the empress's orders? Quickly play another tune with Hua Lelie."

  Everyone looked at Lí Gē, Lí Gē's expression was cold and calm. Yuǎn Chén, who sat beside him, furrowed his brow slightly, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes. He leaned over slightly: "Lí Gē, play a tune for the Empress."

  The rolled hair in front of Li Ge's forehead moved slightly, he was wearing a coarse gray linen robe today, but it still couldn't hide his unique temperament and handsome face. He frowned coldly at the distant dust: "You don't mind that woman's identity. I do, how can I be on the same stage as a prostitute!"

  "Lyrics......" A hint of helplessness appeared in his tightly furrowed eyebrows.

  At this moment, the harmonious atmosphere was covered with a layer of frost, and Li Cong's ability to remain calm in awkward situations was even better than mine.

  At this moment, it was enough to see the flower-like beauty. She immediately said: "No, no, how can I, a humble maid, share the same stage with the number one handsome man in the world? Moreover, I don't know how to play the flute, Your Majesty. Please forgive me for not being able to accompany Mr. Li Ge."

  Feng Xueyin subtly changed her sitting posture, and her complexion slightly altered, but she became a bit more gentle. She looked at Lige with tenderness, I was taken aback, having never seen Feng Xueyin reveal such a soft, watery gaze before. To put it simply, this was the kind of gaze that a warm and gentle woman should have.

  "Then please ask Gongzi Li to play a tune for this palace."

  Everyone looked at Lí Gē again. But Lí Gē remained still, not even glancing at Fēng Xuě Yīn, which was extremely disrespectful behavior. When the Empress spoke to you, you should have shown respect on your face. Normally, this would be grounds for being dragged out and beheaded. Suddenly, I seemed to think of something, but that thought quickly disappeared in the cold aura surrounding Lí Gē. Lí Gē actually ignored Fēng Xuě Yīn.

  Then, another awkward silence. Everyone was extremely embarrassed. The only ones who remained unchanged were Feng Qingya and Nan Gong Qiuyue. Chu Yue's attitude was also strange, he didn't urge Li Ge to leave in a hurry, but instead lowered his eyebrows and drank tea, as if waiting for some good show.

  In the distance, Di's expression changed from calm to anxious, as if he was worried about Li Ge, after all, they were good friends and couldn't help but worry about each other.

  It seems like something's off in the air. Suddenly, I slapped my own forehead: "Ahh, how could I forget? It's Xi Yangyang."

  "Huh? What's going on? I looked at her in confusion, and she raised an eyebrow and whispered, 'Aren't you going to throw a brick to attract jade?'"

  Oh... I understand the meaning of "flowered" now, it's asking me to come and save the scene first with this broken brick. If you're tone deaf, you'll definitely can't stand my noise. Then, the itch will come up with a segment. This method might just work. To be honest, almost everyone on the other side is someone I don't like looking at. I'll use noise to torture you guys.

  I took the flute from the musician and hastily went forward. Hua Lian smiled and said, "This is our 'Hundred Flowers Palace' new girl Xi Yangyang, who is learning to play the flute. Xi Yangyang, the number one flute player in the capital city is that Distant Song Young Master, why don't you play a tune and let him guide you?"

  "Yes." A bit tense, this tension is due to the gaze of everyone, Feng Xue, Wind Qingya, Nan Gong Qiuyue, Hou Xuan and Yuan Chen, Chun Yu Zichen and Chun Yu Shanshan, as well as Leng Yue Yao. If only I could be recognized by someone who knows me, that would be great.

  Kneeling on the veranda, the flowers had fallen with me, which was considered to be giving me courage. I faced the wind and snow sound, put the long flute under my lips, turned around and bowed to Lige, with a humble attitude of seeking guidance, "Please instruct me, Master Lige."

  The song still echoes coldly in my ears, I turned back and started humming again, humming the one that has been stuck in my head recently

  In the midst of playing "Spring Color Fills the Garden", I intentionally blew the music in a staccato manner, as if it were a woman sobbing, a ghost wailing, and then suddenly, one note was prolonged, turning into a wolf's howl. Instantly, the temperature dropped sharply, everyone furrowed their brows. Laughter almost burst out, but I struggled to hold it in, which affected my breathing.

  Forget it, this won't do, it's laughable. I sneak a peek at Lige, and his face is pitch black, with an added hint of annoyance, as if he's saying nonsense, pure nonsense. The killing intent on him seems to want to tear me limb from limb, trample me underfoot, what are you even blowing about?! Stop ruining these beautiful melodies with your clumsy skills!

  Suddenly, Hua shouted at me: "Are you looking for death? I don't want to die yet! Blow it properly!"

  Smiling, he turned back and started with a note, changing to "Night of the Military Port". Although I didn't have much contact with Lige, I knew his infatuation with music. As long as it was a beautiful tune that he hadn't heard before, it would pique his interest. Just like when I taught Yuanchen to play "The Smiling Proud Wanderer" at the Guardian Temple, he was drawn in by "The Smiling Proud Wanderer".

  The good thing about "Military Port Night" is that this song is soft and beautiful, quiet, and the melody also has an ancient and elegant style, it's easy to be thought of as a local song from somewhere, and won't attract other people's attention.

  As expected, when others' expressions turned to appreciation, Lisi looked at me with a hint of melancholy in his eyes, as if he was disappointed that such a good tune was played by me with no energy, like a dying swan song.

  He slowly took out his own silver flute and, with my tune, softly blew it up. I stopped, smiled at him, he only needed to listen once, and he could blow the tune out. "Military Port Night" under his blowing made people feel calm and peaceful, which was in sharp contrast to the shocking waves of Yuanchen and others.

  Soft sea breeze, soft sea waves, faint moonlight, starry sky, the figure sitting in a wheelchair, quietly gazing at the horizon, the seawater gently lapping under his wheelchair, the slightly curled bangs trembling lightly in the gentle sea breeze, he slowly closed his big and bright eyes, his expression becoming serene, thin lips curved into a faint smile, as if entering a sweet dreamland.

  The sound of the sheng gradually stopped, and the sound of the wind and snow came immediately: "Li Ge's sheng sound is the most beautiful sound that this palace has ever heard..."

  Li Ge slowly opened his eyes, and in the large, bright black pupils was my reflection. He didn't thank Feng Xue Yin for her praise, but instead asked me calmly, "What's this song called?"

  "In response to Young Master's words, it is called 'Bay Night Moon'."

  Liqiu nodded slightly. Yuanchen reminded him softly from the side: "Liqiou, the Empress is speaking to you."

  At this moment, a chill appeared on Li Ge's body again, and he said coldly: "I'm tired." After finishing speaking, he pushed the wheelchair and turned around.

  She stole a glance at Feng Xue, but to her surprise, there was no trace of anger on his face. Instead, he looked even more concerned: "In that case, Qing Ya, let's have someone escort Gongzi back to his room."

  "All right. Xiao Ruo, see Gongzi off to his room."

  It's strange, very strange, always feeling like something is off, but don't know what exactly is off.

  "This song of yours isn't bad." Hua leaned softly against me, "Is there an even better one? Teach me sometime."

  "Raise an eyebrow: 'You have to pay tuition fees.'"

  “Deadly...” The flower pinched me lightly. The old steward suddenly came up, carrying a tray with white silver flowers on it. As soon as the flower saw it, she took it over and pulled me to bow: "Thank you, Empress Dowager, thank you, Madam."

  Feng Xue's voice rose as she stood up: "The sky is also late, and this palace should also go back."

  Everyone immediately stood up, and I was left standing with my waist bent.

  "See off Her Majesty the Empress back to the palace, may she live for a thousand years, a thousand years, and ten thousand years."

  The sound of wind and snow swaggered away.

  The old steward waved his sleeve at us: "You all go back too."

  "Yes!" Hua Lele happily got up, and at this time, everyone on the other side bid farewell.

  Chunyu Zichen, Chunyu Shanshan: "Madam Protector of the Nation, we bid you farewell."

  Leng Yue Yao: "Elegant and refined, come visit Leng Manor when you're free, I'm bored."

  Feng Qingya: "Good."

  Jun Yu's family left. Someone pushed me and said, "Quickly look, Jun Yu's young master is looking at you."

  I turned around, and Chun Yu Zi Chen slightly froze for a moment before quickly withdrawing his gaze. The nearby Chun Yu Xian glanced at me with a hint of a sly smile, as if she had said something to Chun Yu Zi Chen. Chun Yu Zi Chen's expression turned serious again, and I don't know what he said to Chun Yu Xian this time, but the playful smile on Chun Yu Xian's face began to fade away, replaced by a puzzled gaze directed at me. What's wrong with them?