sjar Chapter 101: A Stunning 3
Chapter 101: A Stunning 3
The last note of the piano fell, the sound of nature came to an end, and the song ended.
The people in the hall gave a sparse round of applause, and even the emperor praised her, saying, "I never thought that the eldest princess, despite her steely heart, actually had a soft side. She played this piece beautifully."
Yan Jinyao smiled politely and replied, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your compliment."
Su Yanhua's eyes were fixed on the gradually approaching figure—Yan Jinyao. Her steps were light and firm, each one carrying boundless strength and determination.
Su Yanhua couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration. In that turbulent, war-torn world, it was already difficult for a woman to survive, let alone someone like Yan Jinyao who could stand alone and support the entire Great Yan.
She knew very well that in such a difficult environment, Yan Jinyao not only needed to have an extremely strong and fearless heart, but also had to have a will as strong as steel.
Perhaps it is hard for others to imagine the ups and downs she has experienced along the way, the countless setbacks and hardships, and the countless sarcasm and contempt. However, despite this, she has always held on to the tenderness in her heart.
"I think you'd better admit defeat sooner or later. Don't go up and embarrass yourself." Wang Wanning's words interrupted Su Yanhua's thoughts.
Su Yanhua glanced at her and said, "I won't!"
After saying that, she walked up.
Dressed in a plain palace dress, her cool and delicate face became a beautiful sight. Her every move was casual and unrestrained. With her slender waist and delicate frame, she attracted the attention of everyone in the hall just by standing there.
This is the champion of the martial arts test—Su Yanhua!
"I heard that Su Yanhua is a fool who can't even do needlework?"
"What you said is true. General Su trains people in martial arts, not women."
"What noble lady doesn't know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"
"I think Su Yanhua is embarrassed to come up here."
Su Ruoxi listened to the voices from the audience, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly with satisfaction.
This time, I want to let the prince see clearly who can be his princess!
Mo Qinghe looked at Su Yanhua, who was stunned in front of the zither, and said sarcastically, "Miss Su, if you really can't play the zither, just admit defeat. After all, you are already the champion of the martial arts test. There is no need to compete with us women holding embroidery needles."
After Mo Qinghe finished speaking, he suddenly felt three gazes directed at him at the same time.
Mo Qinghe: "..."
Of course, Mo Qinghe said this on purpose. As the emperor, what he valued most was his face, especially in front of the eldest princess of another country. He had to play the zither even if Su Yanhua didn't want to. How could he admit defeat?
Su Yanhua thought the same. The moment Yan Jinyao made the proposal, she was forced onto the cliff. She had to either dance gracefully on the steep cliff, or admit defeat and be smashed to pieces!
At this time, Ling Er came forward holding the zither and said politely to the emperor, "Your Majesty, my son has specially brought out his own zither for Miss Su to compete with."
Everyone was shocked and looked at Xing Jian.
In everyone's impression, Xing Jian is the most ruthless of the three young masters and the one who has no interest in women. Don't just see him sometimes wearing an evil smile to seduce women's hearts, but also see him ruthlessly chopping off the woman's hand that touches him. Everyone present is afraid of this famous young master Xing.
But today, Xing Jian actually took the initiative to offer the zither to Su Yanhua, and everyone was shocked like an earth-shattering earthquake.
Of course, after Ling Er finished speaking, Su Yanhua felt the jealousy and malice projected towards her.
I couldn't help but shudder.
Su Yanhua looked over and saw Xing Jian shaking his clothes. His handsome face looked soft, comfortable and lazy.
Su Yanhua: What are you doing?
The guy answered her by slightly raising his eyebrows, his beautiful phoenix eyes sparkling with fire.
The emperor's deep gaze moved between the two of them, and he lowered his emotions and agreed.
Ling Er opened the piano cloth, and the white jade body of the piano was revealed in front of everyone.
The moment everyone saw the guqin, they were all shocked.
"This is Caifeng Mingqi—"
Cai Feng Ming Qi is a piece of music in the depths of ancient legends. There is a harp, its name is as bright as the ancient stars. It is not just a musical instrument, it is the harmonious sound when the world was first created, and it is the perfect fusion of ancient wisdom and natural spirit.
According to legend, the Colorful Phoenix Mingqi is made of dragon tendons and flamboyant wood. Each string holds the secrets of the universe, and every pluck resonates between heaven and earth. It has witnessed the joys and sorrows of countless heroes and was an indispensable sacred instrument for ancient emperors to pray for blessings and pacify the world.
No one expected that the legendary guqin that pacified the world would appear here, and it was real!
Everyone's shock didn't affect Su Yanhua at all. To her, any piano was the same.
But in the eyes of those women, it was a waste of talent for Su Yanhua, who didn't know how to play the piano, to play at Caifengmingqi.
The woman looked viciously at the woman in the center of the hall, feeling unwilling but not daring to say it out loud.
"Okay, sir, I think you should take this fine zither back. I forgot to remind you that Su Yanhua knows nothing about these things. Don't dirty your zither."
The other women were afraid, but Mo Qinghe was not. As a princess, she was used to being arrogant and domineering. Besides, she didn't think that what Xing Jian told Su Yanhua was so shocking. In her heart, she would never connect Su Yanhua and Xing Jian together.
Everyone nodded in agreement with Mo Qinghe's words. After all, although Su Yanhua had triumphed over the competition and won first place in the martial arts test, her performance in terms of talent was indeed less than satisfactory. She could be said to be a "fool" with no talent or skills to speak of, and her reputation had already spread far and wide.
Especially before this, the lingering melodies of Yan Jinyao's playing had been captivating. And now, for someone so completely untalented to use such a precious and exquisite qin to perform, it was a sheer waste of talent! Not only would it fail to showcase the qin's true charm, but it would become a laughingstock, further exacerbating the awkwardness and embarrassment, and perhaps even worsening the humiliation!
The little princess pouted and said, "Okay, Master, please take your zither away. You will only embarrass Su Yanhua more."
Good, by just saying the word "embarrassing", Su Yanhua's retreat has been blocked.
Faced with this, Xing Jian still smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"I've already given it to you, and you have no right to interfere."
As soon as these words were spoken, those who wanted to say more shrank their necks and became silent.
Dare not speak.
Su Yanhua looked over and saw Wang Wanning, Mo Qinghe, Su Ruoxi, Lin Jiaojiao and many other women with disdain in their eyes. She then looked at the men's seats and saw worry in Su Bing's eyes.
She turned around and looked at the white jade zither, lost in thought.
After the crucial literary examination in her previous life finally concluded, all sorts of unpleasant rumors about her spread like a plague. Everyone knew that this woman was a worthless fool, and this news quickly became a hot topic of conversation in teahouses and taverns.
In the place called Lingcheng, Mo Cerong had always been regarded as an indestructible spiritual pillar and symbol in the hearts of the people. How could they tolerate such a brilliant man marrying a talentless, foolish, and ignorant woman as his princess? Consequently, the criticism against her became increasingly intense and harsh, even to the point where a minister openly petitioned the current emperor, pleading with him to cancel this already unfavorable engagement.
The uproar she caused, even though others tried to calm the situation, only made it increasingly difficult to control and escalated. Ultimately, her grandmother cruelly locked her in her own courtyard, forbidding her to leave the house.
However, the overwhelming storm from the outside world did not seem to stop there. They were like a ferocious and brutal beast, trying to bend her seemingly weak spine with its fangs and claws, and ruthlessly crush the last bit of her dignity that was left.
But it's a shame these people don't understand the true strength of this woman—she possesses a heart as strong as steel! Amidst the raging wind and rain, she shows no sign of retreating, but instead remains steadfast in her convictions and resolve. At the same time, she is gradually regaining the precious qualities and talents she once lost for various reasons...
Her fingers lightly plucked the strings, and melodious sounds floated out. She only fiddled with it a few times, and the prelude was smooth and natural, without any sense of unfamiliarity.