"It's hard to live up to the reputation. In fact, Qingwan's Jinghong Dance is not as magical as the legend says. Everything is just a rumor. What's more, Princess Zhuyu is in front of her. How dare Qingwan do anything in front of the princess? Why don't we just let Qingwan play and sing for everyone?

Just one song, the title will be decided by the princess, what does the princess think?"

A trace of pride flashed in Princess Nanling's eyes. It seemed that Mu Qingwan really had a false reputation and did not dare to compete with her. No matter how it was, with so many envoys here, once today's incident was spread, people in the world would definitely think that she was Princess Nanling.

Her dancing posture is even better than that of Princess Qingwan.

Thinking of this, she nodded with a smile and said: "King Beiyan has been in love with Princess Qingwan for many years. It has been known all over the world. Now he finally has the beauty in his arms, which has become a story for the ages. Just now I saw that the emperor and the empress are so loving. I really envy others. Why don't you just do it?"

With the theme of 'Lovesickness', let's compose a song to harmonize with the infatuated love of the King of Northern Yan."

Mu Qingwan's cheeks turned red when she heard this. She and Xia Houlie were so intimate just now, everyone here must have seen it clearly.

She glanced at Xia Houlie subconsciously, only to see that he was also looking at her, his eyes burning, and there was no emotion in his deep eyes.

She wanted to laugh. Everyone thought that he, Xia Houlie, really wanted to marry her, Mu Qingwan. Only she knew the truth.

Nodding lightly, Xiahou Lie ordered the palace servants to find a guqin for her. Mu Qingwan walked to the guqin in the center of the palace and sat down, facing Xiahou Lie's direction, she raised her arms, and the notes on her fingertips slowly jumped out,

She opened her red lips lightly:

"The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade quilt in autumn. I undress my clothes lightly and get into the orchid boat alone.

Who in the clouds sent the brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.

Flowers drift by themselves and water flows by itself, a kind of lovesickness and two places of idle sorrow.

There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my eyebrows, but it is in my heart."

Mu Qingwan's eyes were looking at Xia Houlie, as if she was pouring out her deep lovesickness, but only she knew that although her eyes were looking at him, there was no shadow of him in them, only the white color as clear as orchid.

His joy, his anger, his sorrow, and his joy were all imprinted on her heart like a brand.

I have been with him for eight years, and every bit of my experience in these eight years has flowed out from my fingers.

Feeling her gaze, Xia Houlie also looked back at her. Her beautiful eyes were dimly illuminated by the memories. Although her eyes were fixed on his face, he knew that she was not looking at him at all, or maybe she

Basically, I was looking at other men through him.

Realizing this, the smile on his lips quickly faded away, replaced by a cold sneer.

She sang repeatedly:

"The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade quilt in autumn. I undress my clothes lightly and get into the orchid boat alone.

Who in the clouds sent the brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.

Flowers drift by themselves and water flows by itself, a kind of lovesickness and two places of idle sorrow.

There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my brows, but it is in my heart.

But it’s on my mind.”

Mu Qingwan has a good voice, and this song is top-notch in both lyrics and music. It is gentle and melodious, mixed with a touch of sadness. Because she has given her her own true feelings, she performed it more vividly.

In the entire Tianhe Hall, apart from her playing the piano and singing, there was not a single cluttered sound. Almost everyone merged into a poignant longing as she played and sang.

Of course, these people did not include Xia Houlie who was looking at her coldly and Concubine Yun who was glaring at her angrily.

After playing the last note, Mu Qingwan gradually reduced her strength. By the time she finished the last note, thunderous applause erupted in the hall.

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Chapter completed!