Wei and two maids dragged Li Mengdie out of the East Garden, found Mr. Hou’s carriage, and stuffed people in. Before Li Mengdie could start cursing, he raised his eyebrows and said first: "My aunt, if you want to make trouble, you have to look at the occasion. Can you offend those people? Do you want to make the whole family unlucky with you and make the imperial concubine lose face to the ground? "

Li Mengdie was dissatisfied, "When did I make a fuss? It was clearly that Princess An Ning who broke my piano and caused me to... "

"Shut up! Don't tell me these words, keep them and explain them to the master." Wei interrupted her angrily, turned her head aside, too lazy to pay attention to this idiot.

The maids looked at the two masters timidly, huddled in the corner, and did not dare to speak.

Li Mengdie twisted the handkerchief in her hand with resentment, not remembering the wound on her hand, and had not yet applied medicine.

Li Mengdie's departure did not have much impact on the performance in the hall. The music was melodious and the dance was graceful. Rao Minghui danced in the venue, with a fluttering whisk, a slim waist, a shiny look, and a graceful look.

Li Mengdie's injury is a good thing for the girls performing musical instruments, and is also a good thing for Song Ruoxi. She recovers from her injuries in the mansion and has no time to come to find Song Ruoxi's bad luck.

Each song and dance are performed in turn, and it is exciting.

Finally, it was Yang Wanrou's turn to appear. She was wearing a pink top, with sleeves several feet long, dotted with goose yellow flowers, a long water-green skirt with her waist, and a small and unique cloud bun. She was graceful and graceful like a lotus flower coming out of the pond.

"The Bird Plays with Lotus" sounds. This song is a ensemble of flutes and qin, light and bright, beautiful and lyrical. The larks fly freely in the clear sky, and their wings lightly slid the breeze; the sound of the flute is clear and like the sound of the birds, and the sound of the piano is melodious like the sound of the wind. The lotus flowers bloom in the pond, the lotus leaves are blew, the leaves are moving, and the fish play in the water. The larks sometimes fall on the lotus, sing with wings, and sometimes fly around the lotus, flying in the low altitude.

When she first appeared on stage, Yang Wanrou was still a little nervous. As the music started, she immersed herself in it, dancing gracefully, forgetting her nervousness, and getting better and better. She was in the wind, her long sleeves crossed her side, her skirt was like flying phoenix, and her sleeves were like snow.

"Puff" Just as everyone was watching the beautiful dance intently, the flute player blows the flute film. Yang Wanrou dances the wrong dance step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step.

Sheng Yu's face darkened and his eyes were sharply looking at the musician. Li Mengdie made a fool of himself, and she was very happy, but the musician in Qibao Palace made a mistake and it was not what she wanted. She slapped her, the owner of the banquet in the face.

The musician was frightened by her eyes and dropped the bamboo flute to the ground. The piano player was so shocked that he played two sounds incorrectly. Yang Wanrou was even more panicked. When she swung her long sleeves, she almost tangled together. She subconsciously looked at Mrs. Yang's face, which happened to touch Mrs. Yang's bad eyes. She was shocked and her dance steps became more and more messy.

Song Ruoxi seemed to see tears flashing in her eyes. He remembered her friendly attitude just now. He was soft-hearted and wanted to help her. Without further consideration, he took out the flute he carried with him. The flute was crossing to his lips, and the music sounded leisurely.

The piano player followed the tune with the rhythm of the flute. The birds were singing brightly, and the wind was soft, and the sound of the flute sound was tacitly combined, which seemed to be better than before. In fact, Song Ruoxi learned to play the flute for only two years. She did not have the special talent for learning musical instruments. She had more than twenty years of experience than others and could better understand the artistic conception of the song. Moreover, An Yu liked this song very much and often played with her zither and flute. It makes sense that practice makes perfect.

Yang Wanrou rotated, adjusted her dance steps, calmed her mind, danced with the music, her skirt stretched like lotus leaves, her long sleeves were like flower stamens, her pink and green skirt, with charming charm, swaying in the wind, and the faint fragrance floated. The sound of the flute and the piano gradually became slow, the lingering sound was lingering, the wind had stopped, the birds flew away, and the lonely lotus stood in the water.

Yang Wanrou put away her long sleeves, lowered her head, and bowed her to bow, and was about to leave.

"Let's wait." Sheng Yu said.

Yang Wanrou's heart tightened, her feet became weak, and she almost knelt down.

Sheng Yu asked, "Who was the one who played the flute just now?"

Song Ruoxi secretly screamed that it was too late to avoid it at this time. He gave Xiangxiu a wink, telling her not to act rashly, walked into the hall quickly, knelt down and said, "The young lady has seen the eldest princess, please pay tribute to the eldest princess."

Seeing that Song Ruoxi's dress was not like the daughter of an official, Sheng Yu became suspicious, stared at her coldly with his eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

"If you go back to the princess, the girl went to Beijing to join the relatives but failed. The lord of the temple was pity. Rong Minnu temporarily stayed in the temple to inquire about the news about her relatives. The girl was unwilling to get something for nothing, so she came to Wanqingyuan to clean up with all her masters. Seeing that the girls performed their talents, they were wonderful and forgot about their feelings for a while, they stopped. Unexpectedly, they disturbed the princess's elegant mood. I also asked the princess to forgive her." Song Ruoxi knew very well that these were privileged people, but they easily took her life. This statement showed that she had no unpredictable intentions and was just to appreciate the performance.

Before Sheng Yu could speak, Yang Wanrou stepped forward and knelt beside Song Ruoxi, and bent, "Princess, Miss Su rashly plays the flute to help the little girl. The mistake is because of the little girl. Please punish the eldest princess!"

Song Ruoxi was stunned. He didn't expect that Yang Wanrou would not be afraid of death and take the matter into consideration.

Although Mrs. Yang's face looked extremely ugly, she had a strange smile on her face. She sat in her seat and did not come out to plead.

"Come here, go and invite Master Jingyu to come." Sheng Yu obviously did not believe Song Ruoxi's words and wanted to find Jingyu to confirm.

"Princess, this girl was indeed taken in by the Lord of Taohua Temple. A few days ago, the old man came to the temple to incense and saw it with his own eyes." An old lady suddenly spoke.

Song Ruoxi was very grateful to this righteous person. He went from the East Garden to the West Garden to invite Jingyu. It took a while to go back and forth. Although it was not cold in spring, the knees would hurt after kneeling for a long time.

"Have you seen her?" Sheng Yu raised his eyebrows slightly. He knew that the old lady Qin believed in Buddhism, and was afraid that she would feel pity, so he intended to help Song Ruoxi get rid of the crime.

"The eldest princess has a clear understanding. Even if she has the courage, she dares not deceive the eldest princess." Mrs. Qin stood up and bowed slightly.

Rong Shu's eyes flashed and she smiled and said, "Emperor Sister, my younger sister once heard people say that hearing music and music know people's hearts. This woman can play such a wonderful and quiet flute sound, but she will not be the kind of cunning person. Besides, Mrs. Qin has seen her in the nunnery, and I think it must be as she said, a poor girl living in the nunnery. The nunner has always been helping the poor. Seeing that she is so pitiful, let her go lightly!"

"Sister Rongshu is used to being a good person. With a Bodhisattva's heart, she will definitely go to the Western Paradise to enjoy happiness in the future." Princess Yanshu's lips curled up a sarcastic sneer.
Chapter completed!