"Hmm......" the emperor took Yun Chengcheng's words, "Lu'er has just recovered from a serious illness, so don't be embarrassed for her." ”

"Cheng'er, step aside." The queen also interjected.

Rare, rare! I pulled Yun Jihan's sleeve, and the queen actually sent Yun Qicheng directly away, which is really a hundred years old.

Yun Ji looked at Murong Yanlan and Yun Chengcheng in the audience coldly and indifferently, his thin lips slightly downturned, and it seemed that he felt that it was not the right time for Yun Chengcheng to mention.

Indeed, if I get the wound again, the Imperial Doctor will not have a good year.

"Today is a fireworks display, the New Year is approaching, no matter how the six emperor sisters are, they should know how to show filial piety for their father and mother, right?" Cloud Fall City does not relent.

The good festive atmosphere is about to be collapsed by the clouds.

I slowly got up and stepped forward, knelt in front of the emperor and empress, and said, "Father, queen mother, don't mention the five emperor sisters, Yi'er is about to play."

"Yi'er, don't be strong." The Emperor said.

I smiled lightly and said, "Yi'er really didn't prepare for dancing today, but Yi'er has learned a new piece and would like to play it for everyone to enjoy."

"Oh?" The queen was a little surprised, and then looked at Yun Jihan, then smiled, and whispered to the emperor: "Your Majesty, it seems that Yi'er has the true inheritance of Han'er."

"Good!"

The emperor raised his hand and glanced at the minister of Ji.

Soon, a lyre was placed in the center of the dance floor, and I sat on the seat, looking up at Yun Jihan, the expression on Yun Jihan's face was very intriguing, with expectation, surprise, and worry.

I bowed my head at him, the strings twisted between my fingers, and a tune fluttered through the temple.

The hall suddenly fell silent, everyone listened attentively to my tune, not far from me was Uncle Li, the starlight in his eyes, I concentrated on playing, and no longer paid attention to him.

"This tune ......," whispered someone in the crowd, "it's like 'Floating Dreams.'" ”

"Sounds like that! But isn't this song by Mr. Zhong Yin? ”

"Although "Floating Dream" is widely circulated, not everyone can play it well!"

"I didn't expect that the sixth princess was so young, but she actually understood the realm of "Floating Dream", floating in a dream, and she woke up from a dream!"

Everyone really praised it, I lived for more than a hundred years, "Floating Dream" was just a childhood I always listened to Yunji Han, and after listening to it a lot, I naturally wrote it down, and then I don't know why, he stopped playing.

I took it out today, but I just wanted to prove to everyone that I was not as incompetent as they thought, and that I was just a person who survived by sympathy.

What's more, Uncle Li is Mr. Zhong Yin, and I am ashamed to show my cowardice in front of the original author.

I raised my eyes to look at Yun Jihan, he lowered his eyes slightly, listened sideways, he also played "Floating Dream", but he never taught me, I want to explain to him when I go back, I am "self-taught".

"Boom!"

The string was broken in an instant, I looked down and looked, it was indeed broken, where did Gonggong Ji get the piano, the quality is not good!

"Oops! Oops! What to do! I don't know how to make this song! "I haven't panicked yet, Murong Zijin in the audience is in a hurry first!

"You! You actually want to help her! "I caught a glimpse of Yun Chengcheng snatching the flute from Murong Zijin's hand.

My subordinates didn't stop, and I was thinking about how to round the field as quickly as I could, but suddenly I heard the sound of a flute in my ears, and the sound came from outside the hall.

The sound of the flute accompanies my sound, and with my rhythm, overshadows the shortcomings in my voice, and plays with me.

"The piano and flute are singing, and "Floating Dream" is complete." Someone in the audience said.

My fingers unconsciously moved to the sound of the flute, and I knew that I was falling behind, and this person's skill was definitely above me.

The sound of the piano and the flute were recorded together, and the praise on and off the stage was endless.

I turned around to look outside the hall, the door of the hall slowly opened, Han Ziyuan, who was wearing a robe, held a flute in his hand, standing outside the hall, his snow-white hair was blown up by the night wind, and was slightly yellow by the fiery red lantern.

He walked into the hall, he walked past me, I saluted him as a sign of gratitude, he looked at me lightly, and then he came forward to salute the emperor and empress.

"Poor Dao to see His Majesty the Emperor, the queen mother, Poor Dao is late, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive your sins."

"Heavenly Master doesn't have to be polite, Heavenly Master, please take a seat." The emperor was really polite to the Mirror Edge Heavenly Master.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Gonggong Ji invited Han Ziyuan to the table opposite Yun Jihan, and Han Ziyuan took a seat.

I knelt down and said to the emperor and empress: "My son's piano skills are not good, please punish my father."

"Where! Yi'er and the immortals work very well! I haven't heard such a beautiful tune in years. The emperor replied, "Reward!" ”

Thanks to Han Ziyuan's rescue, I returned to my seat, and I shouldn't be ordered again this time.

Yun Jihan's hand under the table touched my fingers one by one, and the middle finger of my left hand was cut by the strings, oozing a little blood, and I didn't notice it myself.

"It doesn't hurt."

I saw Yun Jihan's brows furrowed, and hurriedly said, "Third brother, I don't want to go back."

Yun Jihan turned around and whispered to Changsheng, and Changsheng retreated.

I'm not a porcelain doll, not that fragile. I wanted to say this to Yun Jihan, but the warmth of his hands was like a sucker that I didn't want to be ignored by him.

"Thank you." In closing, I can only express my gratitude.

"Stupid!"

Yun Jihan spit out a word and continued to drink.

I smiled at him, and when I turned my head, I saw Han Ziyuan staring at me, no, it's us.

I raised my glass and toasted at Han Ziyuan, saying, "Thank you Heavenly Master for helping me out just now."

Han Ziyuan nodded and pulled his gaze away.

It turns out that the Heavenly Master is also going to celebrate the New Year! I complained in my heart, but I didn't dare to whisper to Yun Jihan, these immortal cultivators all have real skills, and even the emperor gave him three points, and I can't offend. Moreover, today's Mirror Yuan Heavenly Master has a completely different temperament from Han Ziyuan, so I don't dare to say something out of bounds rashly.

I was a little excited and a little drunk, so I whispered to Yun Jihan, "Third brother, I'll go out for a while."

Yun Jihan nodded slightly and got up as well.

"No, no! I don't need you to accompany me! ”

Yun Jihan said, "It's boring."

It means that he is tired of watching it too.

He dragged me out quietly, and out of the temple gate, I breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "It's very stuffy."

I turned around and saw Changsheng present a cloth towel, Yun Jihan took it and spread the cloth towel on my face.

"Oops...... What the...... Cool ......"

Yun Jihan ignored my complaints and wiped my face clean.

"My makeup ......" I touched my white face and stomped my foot.

"It's not pretty."

Yun Jihan threw the cloth towel to Changsheng, took a medicine bottle from Changsheng's hand, and lowered his head to give medicine to my finger.

"It's so good-looking! Glamour! ”

I was about to withdraw my fingers angrily, but Yun Jihan immediately pinched my wrist as if he had expected it.

"Don't wear red clothes anymore."