The sound of the pipa stopped.

There was silence in Chaoyang Hall. Everyone was immersed in that sad night, the heroes and beauties, the sadness of swords and blood, the tense and tragic music, and they couldn't recover for a long time.

The masked man looked at the dazzling woman on the stage with burning eyes, grinned and smiled proudly.

The smile grew wider and wider, and the man's mouth under the mask was almost stretching behind his ears.

Li Mengyun breathed a sigh of relief, stood up with a smile, and bowed slightly to the crowd. She found that everyone was still immersed in the music and had not come back to their senses.

So he chuckled, with a sly light in his eyes, and tilted his head to ask everyone: "Everyone, how is my cotton ball?"

Everyone was brought back to their senses by Li Mengyun's voice, and thunderous applause broke out, with everyone cheering loudly.

Murong Qinghong laughed loudly and clapped his hands vigorously.

He exclaimed: "If our soldiers can have such a heroic music to boost their morale when they go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, they will surely defeat the enemy in a crushing defeat!"

General Yun Hui was even more excited. He lost himself for a moment and stood on a stool, clapping and laughing.

He said excitedly: "Today I got to listen to your song, which made my blood boil. I can't wait to pick up my gun and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. It's so refreshing, so refreshing!"

General Weiyuan was even more excited: "I have heard other people play similar songs before, but they played them so softly, without any murderous aura, it made people want to go home and sleep.

Girl, you are really a master. Listening to your pipa music makes people scream to the sky and feel excited.

There is no one else in the whole Qiong Dynasty who can play the pipa as well as this one."

Wang Xueshi also stood up and said loudly: "Li Xiaoshen's zither skills are superb, far better than Yang Shilang's. Do you agree?"

Others also loudly agreed.

The young gentlemen looked at the dazzling beauty on the stage with fanatical eyes.

How nice it would be to take such a beautiful lady with both talent and beauty home and pamper her well!

Some ladies of high rank and wives of officials began to ask each other whether Li Mengyun, the young doctor, was betrothed to someone else. They all wanted to start trying to snatch someone for their own little bastards.

Madam Gu looked at the people in the hall, all of whom were excited, and was happy for the little girl.

But he heard some ladies whispering about whether Li Mengyun was married, and his face suddenly darkened.

I really wanted to stand up and shout: Don’t even think about it, little girl Yun’er is already my daughter-in-law in the Gu family!

Master Gu drank his tea calmly and gave Madam Gu a teasing look: "You're getting anxious now, but this is just the beginning? Just keep your eyes open and watch."

Little girl Gu Hongying saw that sister Yun'er played the pipa so beautifully, much better than sister Shiyi's guzheng.

He felt relieved and looked at Li Mengyun with eyes full of admiration.

Yang Shiyi's face turned pale as soon as Li Mengyun's pipa music started.

As the saying goes, an expert can tell whether something has been accomplished with just one move. She knew she had lost.

How could that be? How could Wild Pheasant play the pipa? Was she just guessing? Didn't Wild Pheasant say that she played the pipa carelessly?

Yang Shiyi bit her lip. No, she couldn’t lose in any of the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Jin Mei was also stunned after listening to Li Mengyun's pipa music. Her thoughts were the same as her beloved daughter Yang Shiyi.

That is, you must not lose.

The mother and daughter looked at each other and understood each other's meaning. Jin Mei slowly nodded to Yang Shiyi.

Murong Qinghong looked at the people in the hall, and they all said that the pipa piece "Ten Sides of Ambush" sung by Li Xiaoshen Doctor was better than the guzheng piece "High Mountains and Flowing Water" sung by Yang Shiyi.

He laughed loudly and said, "Since no one has any objection, then the winner of this round between Minister Yang's daughter and Little Doctor Li is Li..."

Suddenly a voice sounded: "Your Majesty."

Everyone followed the sound.

Yang Shiyi knelt down and kowtowed to Murong Qinghong: "Your Majesty, I want to compete with Li Mengyun in dancing to decide the winner of this round. Otherwise, I will not accept it!"

Li Mengyun, who had just returned the pipa to the young actor, rolled her eyes when she heard Yang Shiyi's words: "Still coming? Is this never going to end?"

After hearing what Yang Shiyi said, Murong Qinghong was delighted: Dancing is great, and there will be something fun to watch again.

The people in the hall who were watching the fun also cheered.

Murong Qinghong ignored the warning in the eyes of the masked man beside him.

Holding back her laughter, she asked Li Mengyun, "Little Doctor Li, Minister Yang's daughter wants to compete with you in dancing again. What do you think?"

Li Mengyun: Let me see what happens. In front of the royal family and civil and military officials, how can I, Li Mengyun, say no?

Li Mengyun glanced at the masked man.

He chuckled and said, “Since Minister Yang wants to compete with his daughter, I can only sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman.

I often go up the mountain to collect herbs, so I know a little bit about stretching my hands, bending over, and standing up. "

After Li Mengyun said this, everyone was at a loss.

What does Little Doctor Li mean by this? How can dancing be like picking herbs? Can she dance?

After hearing what Li Mengyun said, Yang Shiyi felt secretly proud in her heart, "Wild pheasant, I don't think you know how to dance."

Seeing that Li Mengyun had no objection, Murong Qinghong nodded in agreement.

Yang Shiyi was overjoyed and apologized to Murong Qinghong: "Your Majesty, I will go down to prepare and will be back soon."

As she said this, she lifted up her skirt and went downstairs with a smile to find her maid Qing'er.

Li Mengyun walked slowly off the stage, approached the sword-carrying guard Murong Qingyu, and whispered something to him.

Murong Qingyu nodded, waved for a guard to come over, and gave a few instructions. The guard then turned around and left the hall.

Li Mengyun returned to the Queen Mother, who smiled and said, "Little girl, your performance of House of Flying Daggers is truly amazing."

Li Mengyun took a sip of tea and laughed, "It sounds much better than cotton wool, right?"

The Queen Mother and the Empress were both delighted.

Such a beautiful pipa music was actually compared to cotton-fleshing by a little girl. It's really unbelievable.

At this time, Yang Shiyi, who had changed her clothes, walked onto the stage slowly in a long skirt with a slanted collar and hem, with her long sleeves rolled up and her skirt lifted.

She walked up to the actors, said a few words to them, then turned around and came to the center of the stage.

The actors lowered their heads and began to play, and the melody of "Yu Meiren" sounded.

Yang Shiyi danced to the music, leaning forward and swinging her long sleeves.

The long sleeves curled up along the skirt, and the wide sleeves opened and closed to cover her, which further highlighted her charming face.

Her slender waist swayed in the dance, her dancing posture was graceful and light, like a willow swaying in the wind.

She was wearing a blue shirt and a white dance skirt, and as she spun, the hem of the skirt looked like a blooming flower.

Everyone in the hall was watching the dancer spinning lightly on the stage and they all held their breath, fearing that the slightest sound would disturb the dancing beauty.


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