As far as the eye can see, almost all the women in the Imperial Garden are dressed in purple and red, flowers and branches, and they are beautiful in different shapes.

But their eyes were almost unanimous, and they were all cautiously glancing at the king above.

The emperor at the top didn't pay attention to the attention of many people below at all, and at this moment, in his eyes, there was only Mo Chan sitting beside him.

And Mo Chan's eyes full of affection, in addition to responding to the emperor, would also glance at Huang Yanqin in the distance from time to time.

Yu Muhuai followed Mo Chan's gaze and also looked at Huang Yanqin in the distance.

The cheap eldest son she picked up for nothing.

During this time, Huang Yanqin often came to visit her, and the two had a lot of contact.

Although it is the first time to play the role of a mother, as an award-winning actress, Yu Muhuai thinks that her performance is flawless.

In just a few exchanges, Yu Muhuai admired Huang Yanqin very much.

He is diligent in learning, cares for the people, sympathetic to his subordinates, and has a calm and down-to-earth personality.

Although he looks a little cold and difficult to contact on the outside, he is very benevolent.

Compared to his brutal father, Huang Yanqin is simply the complete opposite.

may be because of this, so Huang Yanqin was most liked by Huang Tinghe in the past.

It is precisely because the emperor is now a warlike and ruthless person that he does not like the eldest prince who is close to his temperament.

If someone with a personality too close to him is allowed to inherit the throne, not only his siblings, but even his father, the emperor, will be in danger of being usurped in advance.

This is what many kings have in common—they are too suspicious.

However, Huang Yanqin's heart is not ruthless enough, and it can even be said that he is a little simple.

Such a child encountered such grievances in his last life, Yu Muhuai felt pity from the bottom of his heart.

Now it seems that the heart is still not black enough.

The child was missing some of the whipping from her.

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The process of cherry blossom viewing is very formal, and it is no different from previous years.

The head of the chamberlain, Guo Gonggong, made a statement first.

The general content is that the saint is wise, and the four seas are peaceful, so that there will be a good life for the concubines now.

Everyone should love each other, unite in the policy of Mo Chan, oh no, and the emperor, face life positively, and enjoy the moment.

This passage was too obscure, and Yu Muhuai was drowsy when he heard it.

However, no one present dared to show any difficulty.

After drinking tea and appreciating the flowers for a while, today's competition officially began.

At this point, all the women were in good spirits.

Then, Guo Gonggong announced the rules of this competition, and announced the winner's reward.

Of course, the rewards are very rich, but they are nothing more than some gold, silver, jewelry, and jade jewelry.

What women want most is the emperor's attention.

This time, however, the rules were different, and you had to play a new score that no one else had ever heard.

If someone has heard it, then the performance does not count. Those who have heard it can interrupt the player in the middle of the process, regardless of identity and status, and boldly bring it up.

In front of the competition, everyone is equal!

Hearing such unprecedented, even somewhat challenging rules, everyone present looked at each other.

Most of the faces were horrified and surprised.

Because although they have been practicing music recently, they are basically all those they have learned in the past and are familiar with.

Some of the new songs from the workshop did not reach the palace so quickly.

Most of them can only play, not arrange music at all, where do they come from that no one has ever heard?

However, there were still a few concubines with relatively high status who were just a little surprised, and they didn't look too frightened.

These people all looked at Yu Muhuai above.

This.... Could it be that Concubine Qin has the ability to predict the future?

Yu Muhuai didn't respond to anyone's gaze, she picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, with an unpredictable look hidden in her eyes.

There were more than 300 people participating in the competition, and of course it was impossible for all of them to come out and play in one afternoon.

Otherwise, even if a performance is only five minutes, it will take nearly 30 hours.

The attendants put all the name tags of these people in a bucket, which was randomly selected by Guo Gonggong, and whoever was drawn would play.

Needless to say, such a way of drawing lots must also be provided by Mo Chan.

However, if it is really randomly selected, how can it be guaranteed that Mo Chan will definitely be allowed to play?

On such a good occasion to be in the limelight, Mo Chan will definitely go up.

Yu Muhuai sat in the first position on the left hand side of the emperor, she should have been the first person under the emperor in the harem.

But there is still Mo Chan sitting next to the emperor, so she can only be in the back.

From this position, you can clearly see the movements of Guo Gonggong who took the sign from the wooden barrel on the side.

Yu Muhuai pretended to be listening carefully to the people on the stage, but in fact he had been staring closely at the figure of Guo Gonggong.

Because this rule came out so unexpectedly, many people did not prepare a brand new score.

Therefore, when many people first start playing, they are heard as old songs.

Some of them are even rotten on the streets, and they are often driven down before they play half of the song.

If a piece is not finished, it is a very bad thing for the senses of both the performer and the listener.

Especially when there was a sudden pause, the strings were still vibrating, and the aftermath was lingering, but there was something undisciplined, not at all like what a palace should look like if it was a good quality.

But the emperor didn't care at all, he didn't seem to care if the others finished playing or what they played.

There was only Mo Chan in his eyes.

So in addition to being a little bored, the emperor did not show anger.

As a result, such a musical instrument competition in the palace turned out to be like a makeshift chaotic troupe.

Many women went up one after another, but all of them blushed and brushed their faces.

At first, they were full of expectations and wanted to show off their piano skills, but they didn't expect that they would only be humiliated.

During this period, the two thirteen or fourteen-year-old little princes were restless, and they found such a competition a bit boring.

At such an age, it is inherently a time to be active. If you really hear some natural sounds, you can think of it as appreciation, but what are you hearing now?

The two princes quietly glanced upwards and found that their father didn't pay attention to the situation at all, so the two exchanged heads and talked about their own interesting things.

In comparison, fifteen-year-old Huang Yanqin is much calmer.

His face was unwavering, his eyes drooped slightly, he didn't look at the woman on the field, and he didn't get irritable.

But his expression was so calm that he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

Mo Chan would sneak a few glances at Huang Yanqin from time to time, and when she saw the other party's Gujing Wubo's face, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise a smile.

As if imagining, he looked at himself in amazement.