Yan Fengyi is Bai Qi's pride, he spent a lot of thought on Yan Fengyi, cultivated her queen's temperament since she was a child, carefully instructed, often took her by her side to teach state affairs, and taught the way of the king, now it seems that it really lives up to expectations, nodding with satisfaction, smiling gently, deeply grateful.

"Princess Ziyue, don't you have any talents prepared?" Bai Qi looked at Yan Ziyue, who had been watching the performance with great interest and tasting the preserved fruit on the left hand side.

"What, I wasn't prepared", Yan Ziyue replied bluntly.

Bai Qi's face froze, not knowing what to say next.

Yan Ziyue looked at Bai Qi's face, turned her head to look at Yan Li, and saw that Yan Li also had an apologetic expression, and understood in her heart, I am afraid that her father-in-law forgot this stubble, and now he has made himself miserable.

"Do you have to have to"? Yan Ziyue looked at Bai Qi and asked embarrassedly.

"Not really...", Bai Qi pulled the corners of his mouth and said against his will, but he thought in his heart that as a princess, it would be too much of a loss of identity if he didn't even have a talent to get his hands on.

Yan Fengyuan pursed his lips and smiled when he heard this, looked at Yan Ziyue and said, "Doesn't Princess Ziyue have any talent to show?"

Yan Ziyue glanced at Yan Fengyuan, and said angrily: "What's your business?"

After hearing this, the people who were a little closer to the main seat looked at Yan Ziyue and whispered a little.

Yan Ziyue suddenly stood up and said, "I'll go and prepare", and left the table after speaking.

Nangong Yu had been watching Yan Ziyue since the conversation on the throne just now, and now he was a little worried when he saw her leave.

In the side hall on the side of the Cheng'en Palace, the people who were ready to play were waiting here, and Yan Ziyue was looking down and thinking about what to prepare.

Bu Ziyan saw Yan Ziyue coming in, so he greeted him and said, "Ziyue, why are you here?"

"Ziyan, I...", Yan Ziyue picked up a strand of hair with her fingers and curled it as she played.

"What kind of talent do you have in store?"

"I... No, I just found out about preparing a talent show."

"Ah...", Bu Ziyan looked at Yan Ziyue's somewhat worried expression, knowing that she was telling the truth, so he said: "I'm going to play a pipa, why don't you pick any instrument and join me?"

"It's amazing that you can play the lute, but I can't play any instrument?"

"Ahh Then this won't be easy to do", Bu Ziyan pondered if there was any other way to help Yan Ziyue.

"Bang la bang", an attendant hurriedly broke a stack of square plates, and squatted down in panic to pick it up.

Yan Ziyue had a flash of inspiration, walked over, squatted down and picked up a fragment and knocked it on another fragment, and when she listened attentively, a smile immediately appeared on her face, and she looked back at Bu Ziyan and said, "I have an idea."

Yan Ziyue picked out some larger broken porcelain pieces, took a jade chopsticks and knocked them a few times, and asked the attendants for more bowls, some of them also filled some water, looked at the vase in the side hall, and also let people move it down, knocked, picked dozens of utensils before and after, knocked a few notes coherently, and found that it was really not as good as the ordinary sound, it seems that it really benefited from the practice of the Heart Sutra, and the ability to recognize the sound is so good, the most important thing is that he has a talent for music, but he has not been excavated.

Bu Ziyan didn't understand what Yan Ziyue was going to do at first, but when he watched Yan Ziyue use a pair of jade chopsticks to knock out the notes, he understood, and he had to sigh in his heart that Yan Ziyue was different from ordinary people, there were always many surprising ideas, and he acted boldly.

"Seed words, can you play a cheerful song in a while?"

"No problem," Bu Ziyan nodded.

"Well, I'll see if I can cooperate with you", Yan Ziyue was still not completely sure.

"If it's hard for others to say, it's you, I think it's okay."

"Well, good", Yan Ziyue nodded and grinned heartily.

It was Yan Ziyue's turn and Bu Ziyan, Bu Ziyan grabbed Yan Ziyue's hand and said, "Ziyue, I'm a little nervous."

"It's okay, I'm here", Yan Ziyue patted the back of Bu Ziyan's hand and said comfortingly.

The attendants first brought all kinds of utensils requested by Yan Ziyue to the scene, and everyone looked at the porcelain and copper and iron ware of different shapes, as well as some broken dishes, and they didn't know what they were going to do, so they only watched with wide eyes.

In the side hall, the two cheered each other on, plucked up the courage to join hands and entered the arena together.

Bu Ziyan sat down on the side of the table where various utensils were arranged, held a white pipa in front of him, stroked it lightly, looked at Yan Ziyue, who was already ready with a jade chopstick in each hand, nodded and smiled.

After Yan Ziyue listened to the prelude tune of Bu Ziyan's Fuqin, she found the right coordination point, and then tried to knock it up, one note at a time, and slowly the two also had a tacit understanding, and they could complement each other. The two of them played more and more together, and they were already intoxicated, and every note that jumped out under Yan Ziyue's hands was like a fresh life, each with its own characteristics and could be integrated with each other, forming a series of natural and fresh beautiful music, like the ding dong of a mountain spring, like the murmur of a swallow, like the sound of wind chimes, like the rustle of drizzle beating leaves, making people unaware of it, as if there were wisps of thoughts lingering in the soul, which shocked people and washed away the sorrows and troubles in their hearts. At the climax, Yan Ziyue's body is extremely flexible, one spins, one jumps, one bends, one sways, every movement is light and free, the high hair strands are like a spirit snake dancing, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, the eyebrows are expressive, the clothes are fluttering, the charm is full, and the beauty is overwhelming. Bu Ziyan's playing was infected by Yan Ziyue, and the song became more and more brisk, and even played freely with Yan Ziyue, and finally simply got up and danced with Yan Ziyue.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, and they were all intoxicated, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time after the end of the song.

Nangong pardoned Yan Ziyue stupidly, carved her every movement and every look into her mind, and couldn't wait to immediately pounce in front of her to dance with her and hug her into his arms.

Nangong Bo's eyes clearly imprinted the posture of Bu Ziyan, that smile was like honey on his heart, there was an emotion that suddenly arose, and he didn't close his gaze until Bu Ziyan retreated, and he caught a glimpse of Nangong Xun who was still looking at the same table with burning eyes, and then looked at Nangong Yu not far away, and seemed to understand something for a while, so he smashed Nangong Xun with his elbow and said: "Don't look at it, it's all gone."

Nangong Xun came back to his senses, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, picked up the already empty wine glass to drink, was stopped by Nangong Bo, and said in his ear: "Don't think about both, especially Princess Ziyue."

Nangong Xun looked at Nangong Bo with a wry smile, poured himself wine, and drank it cup after cup.

Yan Ziyue and Bu Ziyan returned to the side hall, and the two held hands for a while.

"Great, I finally coped with it", Yan Ziyue felt relieved.

"Where are you coping, it can be said that it is a blockbuster, don't you see everyone's reaction"?

"Ahh I didn't even notice... Are you saying we did a good job?"

"It's not just good, it's just wonderful", Bu Ziyan sincerely admired.

"yes, that's good, it's not a shame."

"Are you afraid of losing face?" Bu Ziyan covered his mouth and joked.

"Hmm...", Yan Ziyue looked at Bu Ziyan and said, "Okay, I dare to tease the princess, I'm getting bolder", as she spoke, she was about to scratch Bu Ziyan.

"Messing with you, I'll be scared to death if I'm timid," Bu Ziyan said and quickly dodged back, avoiding Yan Ziyue's tickling.

"Okay, let's go back to the temple, otherwise someone should come to find it", Bu Ziyan pulled Yan Ziyue and said.

"I really don't want to go back", Yan Ziyue said so, but she still followed Bu Ziyan into the hall.

Yan Ziyue reluctantly lowered her head and returned to her seat, and when she looked up, she saw that Yan Li was looking at her, and immediately unfolded a bright smile.

Yan Ziyue's performance just now also surprised Yan Li, while cheering for her, he felt that his baby was being spied on, and something in his heart was even more raging and crazy, and he didn't know it.

After Nangong Yu saw Yan Ziyue enter the hall, his eyes never left her again, and he was reluctant to take his eyes off until the end of the banquet.

As soon as Yan Ziyue sat down at the banquet, she felt a few sword-like eyes shooting from everywhere, very uncomfortable, she didn't have to think about it, she knew who it was, she really didn't want to do more, and she also thought about whether she could survive until the end of the banquet.

After all the performances were over, and the banquet was coming to an end, Bai Qi said a few more words, and finally, they were all ready to leave.

Yan Ziyue saw that everyone was going out, and immediately got up and walked to Yan Li's side.

Nangong pardoned to see that the people had dispersed, and immediately ran to Yan Ziyue's side and said, "Yue'er...".

"Hmm... How"?

"It's nothing, I'll send you back".

"No need, I'll just go back with my father-in-law", Yan Ziyue saw Nangong pardon's eyes sink as soon as she finished speaking, and said: "Okay, it just so happens that we haven't talked together for a long time, why don't you go back to the Great Si Ming Palace with me."

"Okay...", Nangong Yu said with a happy look: "I'll go and say goodbye to my father, come back immediately, and wait for me."

"Oh... Okay", Yan Ziyue responded.

After seeing that Nangong was okay to leave, he turned to Yan Ziyue and said, "Yue'er, let's go."

"Father-in-law, don't you wait for Nangong to forgive."

"He'll catch up with him in a while," Yan Li said and pulled Yan Ziyue away.

At the exit on the side of the Cheng'en Palace, Bai Qi, Yan Fengyi, Yan Fengyuan and others happened to see everything in their eyes, and for a while, they left with their own concerns.

Nangong Yu turned around and disappeared, Yan Ziyue hurriedly chased out, and Nangong Yuan also left the Chengen Hall with Nangong Bo and Nangong Xun.

At this time, most of the people in the hall had left, Prime Minister Bai Lu continued to drink wine with a gloomy face, Bai Luochen looked at the direction of Yan Fengyi's departure in a daze, Bai Luotian pulled Bai Li, and did not let her lose her temper willfully.

"Prime Minister Bai, I'll take my leave first", several civil officials came over with the young ladies to salute.

"Hmm... Let's all go", Bai Lu waved his hand and motioned for them to leave.

After another tea time, there were not many people left in the Cheng'en Palace, Bai Lu got up, quite drunk, and the eldest daughter Bai Kite hurriedly came over to help.

"Let's go back to the house...", Bai Lu said, signaling that the white kite didn't need to be supported, straightened his back, and walked out of the hall.