C31

"Imperial Father, Imperial Mother." A voice filled with vitality rang out in the main hall.

He was dressed in a light pink dress, long to the point of reaching the ground, his slender waist was bound by clouds, and with a single grasp of his hair, he revealed a Seven Treasures Coral hairpin, causing his face to look like a hibiscus, extremely beautiful. A pair of dimples were evenly distributed on both sides of his face, and with a shallow smile, his dimples were faintly discernible on his cheeks.

"Father, this son has come late. Please forgive me." As she cutely nestled beside Huangfu Xuanhuang, Dai Ying's soft and weak voice sounded out.

Seeing the appearance of his daughter, the normally imposing Huangfu Xuanwu revealed a rare hint of gentleness as he said lovingly, "Ying'er, you're the only one left in the great hall." With that, he waved to Dai Ying, indicating that she should sit beside him.

After a shallow bow, she sat on the chair that Huangfu Xuanhuang had specially arranged for her. Dai Ying smiled and said, "Thank you Imperial Father, Ying'er knows that Imperial Father dotes on me the most." He glanced at the people in the hall, and upon seeing the figures of Yun Weiyang and Feng Xue Han, he paused for a few more seconds.

As her mind raced, Dai Ying faintly smiled at Yun Weiyang and said: "So this is the eldest miss of the general's household. This is the first time I've seen her." After he finished speaking, his eyes swept across Yun Weiyang and stopped on Feng Xue Han's body.

It was said that a beautiful woman would bring disaster upon others since the ancient times, but now it seemed that his words were going to be reversed. Letting out a light sigh, Yun Weiyang said lightly: "Princess has a golden body, it is normal for you to not have seen this little girl."

He turned his head to look at Feng Xuehan, who was sitting beside Yun Weiyang. From the beginning to the end, his expression was cold and indifferent, suppressing the irritation in his heart, Dai Ying smiled merrily and said: "Imperial Father, Imperial Mother, this peony feast is truly boring. It's like this every year, it's not the least bit new at all."

The empress was also very fond of her daughter and could not help but tease her, "Your majesty, look at Daiying's mouth now. It's becoming more and more crafty."

Dai Ying could not help but glance at Feng Xuehan. Seeing that there was no change in his expression, she heaved a sigh of relief and stomped her feet. Dai Ying's face reddened as she said, "Muhou …"

As they chatted, there were already many young ladies who offered out their masterpieces to the empress. A few of them were praised by the empress.

The peony banquet was supposed to be a viewing of peonies, but it was also meant to be a selection of the crown prince's consort. Whose work the empress admired the most, so the chances were greater. Of course, those with a marriage contract wouldn't consider it.

At this moment, Dai Ying smiled faintly and said, "Imperial Father, Imperial Mother, I've heard that Miss Yun of the General's Estate is proficient in calligraphy and calligraphy, and is also highly proficient. I wonder if we can broaden our horizons today?"

The Queen glanced at Yun Weiyang, and said: "Yun Weiyang, then let everyone broaden their horizons, are you willing?"

"This subject will do her best." If she had not been prepared, seeing that today's momentum was such that it was necessary to punish her for her disrespect, she stood up from her chair and walked towards the center of the hall. When she saw the foot sticking out from the road, the corner of Yun Weiyang's mouth raised slightly, and without even lifting a leg to look, she kicked it in, as if no one was present, and walked towards the hall.

The one who was kicked was the Minister's daughter, Zhao Chihao. He did not expect that not only did he not embarrass Yun Weiyang, he even gave her a kick. The pain made her break out in a cold sweat, but she did not dare to make a single move. In fact, what she did not know was that Yun Weiyang had already shown mercy with her kick, otherwise, Zhao Chiji's kick would not have stopped for long.

Standing in the middle of the hall, Yun Weiyang gave a respectful bow, and said indifferently: "I ask that the Empress send someone to bring over a black tent curtain."

"What are you doing?" the queen asked, frowning.

"The empress will know later." With that, Yun Weiyang laughed: "If you were to tell the empress now, what would happen?"

"Someone, do as she says. Give her whatever she wants." After giving out her orders, the empress looked at Yun Weiyang with a profound look, and said faintly: "If I find out that you're just putting on an act, don't blame me when the time comes."

"This subject does not dare." Yun Weiyang's downcast gaze turned ice-cold, she thought to herself: I'm afraid you've been waiting for me here for a long time, it's just that Yun Weiyang doesn't understand, she and the empress have never interacted before, and why would she go against me? And what sort of mystery did Yun Weiyang have? Was the ambush only meant to deal with her?

After a while, Yun Weiyang had gathered all the things she wanted, and nodded her head. The efficiency of the Imperial Family's affairs was still quite good, after covering up the worries in her heart, Yun Weiyang used the tent curtain as a screen, and as soon as everything was ready, Yun Weiyang walked in.

It was pitch black inside the tent, but this was exactly the effect Yun Weiyang wanted. She took out something from her sleeve and placed it on the table before picking up the zither and slowly strumming the thin zither strings.

The originally bustling main hall became silent the moment Yun Weiyang's zither rang out. That beautiful melody was like a flowing stream, bringing people into a peaceful state of mind.

At this time, many bright white, flawless peonies were seen rising from within the tent curtains, as though they were floating in mid air, and those peonies seemed to follow Yun Weiyang as they swayed and danced, and just as the next note rang out, Yun Weiyang raised her hand, and the purplish-red peonies that filled the sky rose up once again, and following the tune's passionate melody, it eased down. Yun Weiyang constantly changed the types of peonies, and the melody danced faster, slower, slower.

The people in the great hall seemed to be infatuated as they stared at the curtain. The fragrance of the tea filled up the moonlight, and the sound of the guzheng's song resonated in their hearts. The myriad peonies swayed in the clear stream, and the moonlight turned into sparkling waves that danced in the sweet dream.

Yun Weiyang raised all the fine sand, and the peonies of thirty different varieties bloomed under the morning glow. Each peony had a different color and shape, and the entire curtain was like a screen, making all the peonies of different shapes seem as if they were embedded in the curtain.

As the tune fell, Yun Weiyang retracted her hand, and the brilliant scene immediately disappeared. Walking out of the tent's curtain, Yun Weiyang respectfully kneeled down on the ground.

After a long while, everyone came back to their senses. The Queen praised, "Good, good, very good!"

The people sitting below looked at Yun Weiyang with surprise, envy, and jealousy.

After concealing the deep meaning in his eyes, Huangfu Xuanhuang spoke, "Not bad indeed. It is truly precious to have such a talented woman in the Southern Dynasty!" With that, he instructed the eunuch beside him, "Reward!"

"Chirp."

"Thank you, your majesty!"

Just as he returned to his seat, Feng Xue Han said in a low voice, "How much more amazing is it that I don't know about?"

Raising his brows, Yun Weiyang gave a gentle smile: "There will be a long time in the future."

From the news she had received, Yun Weiyang had never been to the academy at all, and there was no need to talk about zither and painting. Originally, she wanted to make a fool of herself in the great hall, so as to let Feng Xue Han see how useless her future wife was, but now, she was forcibly cut off by her opponent. That breathtaking scene, even she could not stop.