The bustling Qin palace, under Sima Yi's icy gaze, seemed to have turned into a land of corpses. Sensing the murderous intent on his master's body, Guan Yu also tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.

  "Come on, young master! What's taking you so long? You're putting on quite an act!"

  "Don't rush me, I'm just a young master who has learned five moves, and I'm still thinking about what to perform."

  "Little master, why don't I come up with a plan for you? First, perform how you stick to our wise king like a dog skin plaster, and then perform one where you lead five hundred elite troops into battle, and the five hundred elite troops all die for you to survive alone. How about it?"

  He Cheng's voice was like a poisonous dagger, saying the words without regard for anything. He didn't care that the words would offend not just Mu Qingge alone.

  It seems that he just wants to infuriate Mu Qingge, just like last time, let her come on stage and humiliate herself. Best if he could provoke the Holy King into slapping her to death, only then would his hatred be alleviated.

  As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jinhao was the first to change his expression.

  He considered Mu Qing's affection for him a shame and didn't want to show it in front of others. Now, He Cheng had spoken out loud about it in front of the Holy King, what if there was some misunderstanding towards him?

  But what he hated most at this moment was not He Cheng, but Mu Qingge who had been silent all along. Her silence seemed to confirm He Cheng's words even more.

  The He family, at this moment, reacted and wanted to take He Cheng away, but it was already too late. They had originally planned to bring He Cheng to try their luck, but did not expect to be ruined by this scoundrel. Offending the Mu estate they were not afraid of, but offending Rui Wang and Jiang Guifei...

  The master of the He family secretly glanced at Concubine Jiang and indeed saw her displeased frown.

  Wanting to say something, but don't know how to start.

  If he says something at this time, won't it make the matter even harder to distinguish between true and false?

  "These little bastards!" Mu Xiong couldn't bear it anymore, clenched his fists and stood up.

  "Grandfather." But he was stopped by Mu Qing's grasp on his wrist, preventing his impulsive move. As Mu Xiong looked over, she smiled with a raised lip: "Why lower your status unnecessarily?"

  From head to toe, her ridicule is reserved for the younger generation.

  If Miao Xiong speaks out in defense, wouldn't that be giving others a handle to grasp, and allowing those old foxes to take advantage of the situation to suppress him?

  She has always been fond of light songs and never had the habit of standing behind others.

  These people dare to provoke her. She lets them experience what it's like to slap themselves in the face. Isn't that just a performance of their skills?

  Little rascals, open your dog eyes wide and take a good look!

  Murong Qing slowly got up and pressed Murong Xiong's shoulder, making him sit down.

  She stood in a red dress, facing the wind, her exquisite and delicate face without a hint of anger, instead with a calm and serene smile. As if the person who was being scolded was not her at all.

  Her carefree and unrestrained manner, as gentle as a cloud and soft as a breeze, gradually silenced the mocking voices around her.

  It's as if they continued on like a group of ignorant children shouting in front of adults.

  For a moment, everyone's gaze was focused on that stunning red figure.

  The empress looked at Mu Qingge, who stood up with a smile, and smiled with a few more layers of meaning: "The children of the Mu family are still good, and the words in their mouths are not light or heavy. Emperor, you should remind them that we are relatives with the Mu family."

  Qin Cang's eyes flashed, and he didn't make any excuses. He just lowered his head and responded with a single word: "Yes."

  "Qīng gē, nǐ......" Mù Lián Róng somewhat worriedly grasped the hem of Mù Qīng Gē's garment.

  Mù Qīng Gē extracted the corner of her clothes lightly and revealed a comforting smile to her. Afterwards, she stepped out in big strides, not with fancy moves, but one step at a time, following the stairs upwards.

  The emergence of Mu Qingge allowed Si Mo's icy killing intent to be released.

  He seemed to have guessed what was on Xiao Ren's mind and withdrew all his murderous intentions, watching the performance with a calm heart.

  This is Xiao Ge's first performance for him.

  This man had completely forgotten why he was looking forward to Mu Qing's performance in the first place. He just waited with bated breath for the next act that would move his heart.

  Even if Mu Qing Ge just stood on the stage, he thought it was enjoyable to watch, and compared with those messy performances before, he didn't know how many times better.

  Mochou's song steps by step, walking with a carefree heart. That kind of casual and calm demeanor seems to remind people of the previous scene where Cimeng fell from the sky.

  She walked directly up to the court musicians and whispered something in front of them.

  When the musicians nodded with a look of surprise, she walked to the center of the stage and said to the Emperor: "Your Majesty, the performance of the light song is a bit special and requires one more person to assist."

  "Oh?" Qin Cang was taken aback and asked: "Who is needed?"

  As soon as this was said, the initiative was placed in the hands of Mu Qingge.

  At that moment, Qin Jinhao tensed up. It seemed he could confirm that Mu Qingge was going to pick him, and he had no intention of cooperating with this useless, cut-sleeve performance by Mu Qingge.

  A cold gaze, with almost bursting dislike.

  Qin Jinghao looked at Mu Qingge walking towards him, his heart filled with even more hatred. He thought to himself: "Mu Qingge, you really haven't changed. Previously, you were intentionally cold towards me, but it was just a ploy to lull me into a false sense of security. Now, you're trying to seize the opportunity to take advantage of me again, aren't you?"

  Mu Qingge stood in front of Qin Jinhao, not missing the intense disgust and murderous intent hidden in his eyes. Just as the latter was about to refuse, Mu Qingge raised her arm, pointed to someone beside him, and smiled with a raised lip: "I want her."

  In an instant, everyone's gaze was concentrated on the person pointed by Mu Qing Ge.

  The chosen Qin Yiyao also froze, seemingly still unable to react.

  Damn it! I've been fooled!

  Qin Jinhao's face turned pale with rage, his teeth clenched in anger.

  He was certain that Mu Qingge did it on purpose. He saw the mocking glance Mu Qingge gave him after choosing Qin Yiyao.

  "Th...this..." Qin Cang hesitated a little.

  The empress dowager spoke up in a timely manner: "Your Majesty, they were originally an unmarried couple. The wife assisting the husband with his performance, what's wrong with that?"

  As soon as this was said, even if the emperor wanted to object, it would be difficult for him to speak out. He could only nod in agreement.

  Unmarried couple?

  These four words floated lightly into Si Mo's ears, instantly ruining the good mood he had when Mu Qing chose to collaborate with the woman.

  Looking at Qin Yiyao again, a murderous intention had already appeared in his eyes. If he hadn't restrained himself properly, he would have probably scared Xiao Yatou to the point of peeing her pants on the spot.

  'Master, it's a girl, a girl! Those people just don't know the true identity of that gentleman and are recklessly speculating!' Kuya lamented in his heart.

  Their wise and mighty holy lord has gradually evolved into a vinegar jar.

  Guai was worried about his master, but he didn't know that his master currently had no idea what kind of emotions he had towards Mu Qingge.

  Perhaps this is what they call "onlookers see more than players"!

  Qin Yiyao walked onto the stage and stood in front of Mu Qingge, her face cold as she said, "What do you want me to do."

  "Mu Qingge smiled and said: 'Dance.'"

  "Dance!" Qin Yiyao's eyes widened in surprise. She had never danced before. "I won't," she said without hesitation, stating the fact.

  "But it's okay, I'll take you."

  Qin Yiyao was even more shocked, what kind of dance doesn't need to be learned before going on stage?

  In her astonishment and everyone's curiosity, the musician had already played an unfamiliar melody according to Mu Qing's previous instructions.

  A rich rhythmic drumbeat, a bright and lively rhythm, an ancient melody with a hint of metallic sound slowly flows in.

  Mo Qingge couldn't help but admire the court musicians in her heart, they were indeed not to be underestimated, and could actually restore the original song to eight or nine out of ten.

  A melody that had never been heard before, was already stunning. They didn't forget that Mu Qing Ge had whispered to the musician for a long time just now. If guessing correctly, this song that makes one want to dance like celestial music is made by Mu Qing Ge.

  A silk-wrapped young master has actually become a music maestro! Is this possible?

  Among the shock of the crowd, Mu Qing Ge reached out her hand to Qin Yi Yao.

  The night wind danced, blowing her hair into disarray and puffing out her red brocade robe. A hand as white as jade was right before his eyes, and in a daze, Qin Yiyao placed his own hand within it.

  Suddenly, his hand tightened, a warm current flowed from his fingertips and quickly spread throughout his body.

  Before she could react, a hand grasped her waist and pulled her close. When she came to her senses again, all she saw was Mu Qing's breathtakingly handsome face inches from hers.

  Qin Yiyao's eyes widened in shock, wanting to struggle free from Mu Qingge's hand on her waist. However, her entire body was moved by him, following the unfamiliar melody, dancing steps she had never seen before...

  Digression

  Thank you for the flowers from Dàizhàng! Muah muah!