After the noble lady was reborn, the whole mansion begged her for forgiveness

However, Qin Suyu had no intention of backing down. She pressed on step by step, her words sharp and sharp, like a sword flashing with cold light: "Madam Qi, you are wrong. We are born in a family with many generations of nobility. Our grandfather was the emperor's teacher. His words and deeds were important to the country. Our father was also a pillar of the court, supporting the peace of the country. With such a distinguished family background, how can you say that you have no talent? If you don't show it a little, won't the glory of the whole family turn into a tree without roots and water without a source?"

Facing Qin Suyu's aggressiveness, Qin Suling seemed unusually calm. An indescribable helplessness and contempt flashed across her eyes. Then, with a gentle look, she quietly comforted her brother and younger brother who wanted to stand up to protect their master.

She spoke slowly, her voice as gentle as jade, and she said, "Miss Qin, you are too kind. The great achievements of my grandfather and father were all made by their lifelong diligence and sincere love for the country. How dare I, a mere woman, belittle myself, let alone regard myself as such. As for me, I am not very talented and well-educated, and it is difficult for me to be compared with the talented women present here. I am afraid that this would be a disgrace to the culture."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a sudden silence in the banquet hall. Everyone was moved by Qin Suling's humility and open-mindedness, and they felt respect for him. On the other hand, Qin Suyu's inappropriate behavior made him seem out of place, and attracted many people's unhappy looks.

Seeing this, Qin Suling's lips curled up into a gentle smile. That smile was warm and bright, like the rising sun in spring, which was not dazzling, but enough to illuminate people's hearts.

This smile instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the audience, as if the whole world had stopped.

"Since my sister is so kind, if I refuse again, it would seem that I am too prudish."

Qin Suling opened her red lips slightly, her words carrying a hint of helplessness and compromise, "Well, let me take advantage of this banquet today to improvise a song to entertain you all."

After saying this, she stood up lightly, and walked slowly to the center of the stage with an indescribable elegance and calmness in her steps.

At that moment, the hustle and bustle around seemed to be silent, and all eyes were focused on her, waiting for her to bloom with her own brilliance.

Qin Suling sat down gently, her fingertips lightly touching the ancient strings of the zither, as if she was reuniting with an old friend, and they understood each other without saying much.

As her fingers gently plucked the strings, a melodious and pleasant sound flowed out like a clear spring, penetrating every corner of the banquet hall.

The sound of the piano is sometimes like the gurgling of a mountain spring, clear and pure; sometimes like the bright moon in the night sky, bright and high, making people intoxicated by it and forgetting the troubles of the world.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden heavenly sound, and their eyes were shining with unprecedented amazement and admiration.

They had never imagined that Mrs. Qi, who was usually gentle and lovely, actually possessed such extraordinary talents.

Her piano playing, like her appearance, is unforgettable and makes people yearn for it.

Zhang Yingchun sat aside, and shared the same thoughts with Qin Suling. There was a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were full of admiration and trust for Qin Suling's outstanding talent.

She calmly gave Qin Suling a subtle but firm gesture of encouragement. The gesture passed lightly in the air, as silent as a spring breeze, but full of strength and warmth, building the most solid backing for Qin Suling.

With Zhang Yingchun's encouragement, Qin Suling played more calmly.

Every movement she made seemed so natural and smooth, as if echoing the rhythm of heaven and earth.

The fiery red dress bloomed in full bloom on her, as warm and gorgeous as a peony blooming in the morning light.

The red skirt swayed gently in the wind, rippling like the waves of the ocean, not only outlining her graceful figure but also adding a bit of indescribable charm and pride.

Against the backdrop of the red dress, Qin Suling's tenacity and grace beyond her age became even more dazzling.

Even the great masters in the musical instrument world could not help but be moved and stare at it.

Her piano playing matches her temperament perfectly, and it seems as if the whole world is captivated by her.

At this moment, the entire space seemed to be gently covered by an invisible veil, and the entire venue was immersed in a deep and quiet ocean.

Only the sound of the wind in the distant mountain stream and the subtle heartbeats of the people nearby interweave into an unheard song, with a melodious and distant melody.

At this moment, time seems to be quietly frozen by an ancient and mysterious hand. Everything is quiet, and only this sound remains.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the simple and elegant guqin. Every string seemed to contain a thousand-year-old story, waiting for the glory to be awakened.

Their hearts were filled with anticipation, as if they were about to witness a wonderful performance from the sky, a melody that would surely penetrate their hearts and strike deep into their souls.

Qin Suling, this gentle woman like jade, gently touched the guqin with her fingertips. Every touch was like a soft whisper. It was not only the vibration of the strings, but also the intertwined echoes of her unfinished love in her previous life and her aspirations in this life.

In her eyes, there is both a gentle look back at the faint sorrow of the past and a firm light of endless hope for the future. The two are intertwined to paint a complex and profound emotional scroll.

The sound of the piano was high-pitched and warm, just like the early spring when everything comes back to life and the girl falls in love for the first time, her heart is full of sweetness and fantasy, full of spring and vitality.

However, in a flash, the melody took a sharp turn, like a sudden rainstorm in a summer afternoon, with thousands of beads jumping on the green lotus leaves. The crisp and pleasant sound was mixed with an indescribable sadness and helplessness, which hit the softest part of people's hearts, evoking thousands of thoughts and imaginations.

Qin Suling gently closed her eyes, a trace of determination flashed across her eyes, but was immediately replaced by clarity, which was a reflection of her inner tenacity and clarity.

She knows very well that although the road ahead is full of thorns and challenges, love and faith in her heart are her strongest armor.

She vowed to use her outstanding piano skills and profound wisdom to bring justice and light to the world, so that those evildoers wandering in the darkness would be exposed by her piano music.

As the last clear sound of the piano cut through the night sky, Qin Suling's sleeves danced lightly in the wind, like a fairy walking on water, about to transcend the mundane world and fly to the clouds above the ninth heaven. Her posture was graceful and her charm was extraordinary. Every movement perfectly interpreted the soul of the music, deeply moving every audience present.

The piano music is sometimes passionate like a war song, sometimes lingering like a whisper, just like the free flow of her emotions deep in her heart, unrestrained and speaking directly from her heart.

At this moment, the moonlight is as bright as water, and fine silver threads penetrate the sparse clouds and gently fall into the courtyard, adding a bit of mystery and peace to this quiet night.

The hearts of the audience fluctuated with the rise and fall of the piano music, and a series of delicate and subtle pictures slowly unfolded in their minds - the lonely and sad figure of the woman, looked even more sad under the moonlight, like an orchid forgotten by time, blooming alone in the night, and withering alone, arousing infinite pity.

As a breeze blew gently, the sound of the piano rang out again, at first like a clear spring in the mountains, gurgling, clear and gentle; then, the melody gradually turned low, as if the woman was stepping into the quagmire of fate step by step, struggling and fighting, but never giving up.

The sound of the piano, like an invisible chain, tightly binds everyone's heart, making people immersed in it involuntarily, feeling the heavy and unyielding power, with their hearts full of resonance and worry.

The melody soars freely in the night sky, sometimes like a series of mountains, majestic and soaring into the sky; sometimes like a deep valley orchid, singing softly, lingering and inspiring. Every note is like a carefully crafted work of art, accurately touching the softest corners deep in everyone's heart, stirring up layers of emotional ripples.

And those chanting sounds are like the sounds of nature, penetrating the noise and impetuousness of the world, striking the deepest part of the soul, shaking people's souls and making them unable to control themselves for a long time.

In this musical feast, Qin Suling not only demonstrated her outstanding piano skills and profound wisdom, but also set a shining example for everyone with her tenacity and faith.

And this endless melodious piano music will become the prologue of a legend, and will continue to be sung in the days to come...