princess regent lifted from her grave

Not long after King Beiling left the hall with Nan Baolu and Xu'er, the singing and dancing on the red carpet came to an end.

The sound of silk and bamboo at the banquet can still be heard, and the hall is filled with people drinking and talking happily, and it is very lively.

Perhaps the ministers have not been so relaxed for a long time.

Or perhaps, the emperor's speech just now narrowed the distance between the monarch and his ministers, making them happy. Once they relaxed, they drank a few more drinks.

The official ladies present here are also starting to get ready. They have prepared their talents for this palace banquet for a long time.

Mu Fengyan saw the eager expressions of the ladies present, smiled knowingly, and spoke gently:

"I am tired of watching these songs and dances. Why don't I try something new and let everyone here feast their eyes and appreciate some different talents. I have heard that the ladies from various houses are knowledgeable and talented, and they are proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I wonder if any of the ladies here are willing to show off?"

Mu Fengyan turned her eyes and asked with a smile: "What does the Emperor want?"

Ye Lijue looked at Yan'er lovingly and nodded slightly:

"What the queen said is absolutely true. I also noticed that the singing and dancing were a bit boring. It would be great if there were any differences."

The ladies present were all excited when they heard this, but no one wanted to be the first person.

Prime Minister Zhao turned slightly and glanced at his niece, signaling her to seize the opportunity.

Zhao Ting'er, who was already excited, jumped up again. She turned her eyes and glanced at King Xiu in front of her. She clenched her pink fists and looked determined. She was secretly cheering. She must attract King Xiu's attention. She took the position of Princess Xiu. .

Zhao Ting'er calmed down quickly, but her cheeks were still slightly red. She stood up slowly, walked to the center of the hall, faced the empress on the dragon throne, and said:

"I have met your Majesty, Your Majesty. I am not talented, but I would like to be the person who can help you."

Mu Fengyan's eyes briefly glanced around where Prime Minister Zhao was sitting, then looked back, still smiling and saying:

"Are you the daughter of Prime Minister Zhao? I heard that Prime Minister Zhao's daughter is not only talented in literature and plays the piano well, but also has an exquisite appearance. I took a look today and found that she is really a beautiful woman. Now with such a graceful figure, I don't know what will happen in the future. Which young master would be so lucky to marry him back to the house."

Zhao Ting'er was elated after being praised by the Queen herself.

However, Prime Minister Zhao's smile froze again and again, and his face suddenly felt hot.

Mrs. Zhao was even more embarrassed and felt a little cruel towards Zhao Yuan. If it hadn't been for his appearance, her daughter would be standing here now.

Prime Minister Zhao quickly stood up and saluted:

"I would like to inform you that this is Wei Chen's niece, not Wei Chen's daughter. Wei Chen's daughter and her husband have gone to the manor for the time being."

After Prime Minister Zhao finished speaking, the other colleagues were stunned for a moment. Prime Minister Zhao's daughter is already married? When did it happen? They had never heard of such a big event, and the Prime Minister didn't explain much.

There was a sneer in Mu Fengyan's eyes. For a woman like Zhao Ting'er, she could see through it with just one glance. Not only did she have evil intentions, but she was also full of vanity and calculation. Prime Minister Zhao also wanted to marry her to the Eighth Emperor. Brother, not to mention Brother Eight Emperors, even she and Ajue disagreed.

As for her appearance, she is very different from Yun Xiwan.

Mu Fengyan still smiled and said: "Prime Minister, your niece is also a good person."

Zhao Ting'er couldn't wait to speak gently and happily:

"Thank you very much for your compliment. My name is Zhao Ting'er. My piano playing is as good as my elder sister's. I am willing to perform a ugly song."

After finishing speaking, her lowered eyes slightly raised to glance in the direction of King Xiu again, her cheeks blushed again. With such a beautiful King Xiu, she finally knew what love at first sight was and what a heartbeat was.

Ye Lijue watched all this calmly.

Mu Fengyan took in all her little moves and her tone was a little lighter than before:

"Then let's get started, Miss Zhao."

After the queen finished speaking, the servants had already brought up the guqin for Zhao Ting'er.

From the beginning to the end, King Xiu never turned his eyes to look at Zhao Ting'er, but Zhao Ting'er was still a little disappointed.

Then, the beautiful sound of the piano came out. Zhao Ting'er's bright hands plucked the strings, and the sound flowed slowly through her fingertips.

The beautiful sound of the piano is like high mountains, like flowing water, like deep forest streams, or secluded pavilions on the top of mountains. The artistic conception is quite good.

Mu Fengyan looked at the woman playing the piano in the center of the hall. It seemed that she had really put in a lot of effort to practice the piano.

It's just... maybe I was too excited and played a few wrong notes.

Yun Xiwan, who was listening in awe, suddenly turned to look at Zhao Ting'er. Her voice was not loud, but it was clear enough for Zhao Ting'er to hear: "You played in the wrong place..."

Zhao Ting'er, who was a few steps away from Yun Xiwan, was interrupted by the sudden sound, and her hands that plucked the strings became a little more confused. She quickly raised her eyes and glanced in the direction of King Xiu, hoping that he didn't hear it, but King Xiu did not look at him like others,

Zhao Ting'er was a little anxious. The more she cared about other people's opinions, the more anxious she became, and the movements in her hands became more messy.

Subsequently,

With a "Zheng" sound, the strings of the piano broke and the sound fell. Everyone looked at Zhao Ting'er in confusion.

Prime Minister Zhao's face changed drastically, he stood up hurriedly, walked out of the seat quickly, knelt down and said to the emperor and empress:

"Your Majesty, please punish me. This is my niece's first time attending a palace banquet. She was inevitably nervous and that's why she made such a big mistake."

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhao quickly got up and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Zhao Ting'er came to her senses instantly and quickly knelt down to beg for mercy. She actually broke the strings of the palace? Then you can imagine her future fame, which will make people laugh out loud.

Zhao Guilin, Zhao Jie, and Zhao Zhu also knelt down, but Zhao Jie became more and more angry. He secretly cursed Zhao Ting'er, an idiot, who couldn't even play the piano well and pretended not to listen to what others said. Even so, what can be accomplished with such a mind, only Prime Minister Zhao regards it as a treasure.

Ye Lijue said coldly:

"Zhao Aiqing is dead. I have said before that there is no distinction between emperor and minister today. Your niece just broke a guqin. She just needs to go back and teach her. How can this matter disturb the elegance of tonight?"

Prime Minister Zhao was extremely grateful: "I have thanked the emperor for his kindness."

Then several people hurriedly stood up, and Prime Minister Zhao's forehead was covered with cold sweat. If it weren't for the New Year's banquet tonight, Prime Minister Zhao thought that the emperor would not be so lenient. He regretted bringing his niece, and his niece, who had never seen the world, became a little angry.

At this time, Zhao Ting'er also came back to her senses, and suddenly remembered the interruption of Miss Yun just now. She was about to report the matter, but she was dragged back by Mrs. Zhao. This person couldn't understand, the matter finally calmed down, what else did she want to do!

This little episode was over, leaving Zhao Ting'er alone looking at Yun Xiwan with a look of resentment.

Yun Xiwan looked back at Zhao Ting'er and just smiled lightly. She just... did it on purpose.

Furthermore, she had already played wrongly. If she hadn't played wrongly, she would have had no chance. Her future husband is not something that just any woman can care about. Besides, this woman is too useless!