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065: Rise of the Storm

Facing everyone's eyes, the slender figure held the ancient flute in his hand, accompanied by the sound of the flute, and walked slowly towards this side.

Everyone's eyes turned little by little with her pace.

Getting closer.

Her facial features and face were gradually displayed under the crystal light. Mu Qingli was walking among the crowd like this, and there was no trace of panic on Qingjun's face, as if she was the host of this banquet.

The long hair was scattered together by an emerald green hairpin, and only a few strands of hair were left hanging between the temples, with black and white intertwined, which was particularly eye-catching.

The blue-smoky cheongsam outlines a perfect figure, and the embroidered peony pattern looks more three-dimensional against the backdrop of a delicate figure. The red stamens and green branches and leaves seem to be alive.

Although Mu Qingli is slender, there are not many places where there should be flesh. The typical hibiscus face and willow waist are more enchanting than anything.

Peony is an extremely gorgeous flower, and with the combination of big red and green, it will look vulgar if you are not careful.

However, wearing Mu Qingli not only does not show vulgarity, but also highlights an ancient beauty, unparalleled elegance.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Mu Qingli, especially the male guests present, who almost even looked straight and wanted to know which daughter of the family he was.

Such a beauty.

At this moment, does anyone still remember the protagonist of this banquet?

Mu Luzhu?

Looking at Mu Qingli walking towards her, Mu Luzhu breathed suddenly. She never expected that the person playing the flute was Mu Qingli.

What did she want to do? She won the main event?

Although Mu Luzhu was very angry, her subordinates kept playing the piano. She still looked elegant and generous, trying to overshadow the ancient flute sound with piano tunes, but the melodious but domineering ancient flute sound did not give her any chance.

The combination of Western music and classical oriental music does not have any sense of incongruity, but instead brings an auditory and visual feast to everyone.

The ancient flute is scattered.

In this combination of Chinese and Western countries, it is obvious that the winner belongs to China!

The beauty of cheongsam is irresistible.

Can captivate souls.

Mu Qingli walked to Mu Luzhu and stopped, finished the last tone, put away the flute, and said with a smile:

"Happy birthday to the fourth sister. As my sister, I racked my brains, but I didn't expect a better birthday gift. I had to borrow flowers to offer Buddha to play a song with my fourth sister to celebrate my birthday. I also hope that my fourth sister will not dislike you."

"How could it be?" Mu Luzhu stood up with a smile and gently held Mu Qingli's hand. "If the fifth sister has such a heart, I am not happy as a sister, so how can I dislike it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the guests around them all showed a confused look.

When did the Mu family have such a beautiful fifth lady?

Could it be...

Is it the one who just came back from the countryside?

But.

Can a person who has just returned from the countryside have such temperament and talent?

Just as everyone was confused, Mu Luzhu held Mu Qingli's hand and walked to the middle of the dance floor, introducing to everyone:

"Hello, everyone, thank you for taking the time to attend my birthday party in your busy schedule. Taking this opportunity, I want to introduce someone to you, who is my fifth sister, Mu Qingli."

"My fifth sister just returned from Huashan. She is not familiar with the land in the imperial capital. I hope everyone will take care of her in the future. Thank you." Speaking of the last sentence, Mu Luzhu bowed deeply, became a good sister, and left a gentle and generous look in everyone's hearts.

As the words fell, a burst of fierce applause rang around.

Everyone's eyes were all in the middle of the dance floor. No one expected that this person was really the fifth lady who grew up in the countryside since childhood...

When they learned this conclusion, there were a different look in their eyes when they looked at Mu Qingli.

Mu Luzhu held Mu Qingli's hand, with a gentle smile on her face, took Mu Qingli to Old Lady Fu, and took the initiative to introduce: "Aunt Fu, this is my fifth sister Mu Qingli. Fifth sister, this is Aunt Fu."

Mu Qingli said hello with a sweet tone, "Hello Aunt Fu."

Old Mrs. Fu has always had no resistance to the beautiful and sensible little girl. She said kindly: "Hello, little girl."

Mu Luzhu answered, "Aunt Fu, just call her Qingli."

Old Mrs. Fu nodded and continued, "Chongli, can I ask, who taught you the song you just played?" Old Mrs. Fu was really curious. How did a child who grew up in the countryside learn to play the flute, and the tune was so familiar.

Not only Mrs. Fu was curious, but others were also curious.

Mu Qingli shook her head, "No one teaches me, this song is very common in our place, and any child who is herding cattle will brag."

As soon as these words were spoken, the smile on Old Mrs. Fu's face became even stronger.

He is a honest and good kid.

If it were someone else who had vanity, this would definitely be hidden. Old Mrs. Fu smiled and said, "Oh? Have you let the cow go?"

Mu Qingli nodded and said without any concealment: "Of course! I not only let the cows, but also the sheep..."

The eyes of the people around him became more and more disdainful. After all, they were from the countryside and had no vision at all. They actually talked about this to Mrs. Fu.

When Mrs. Fu heard this, she became energetic, "Oh, do you still have sheep there?"

Mu Qingli nodded, "Well, we have abundant resources in Huashan Mountain. Not only cattle and sheep, but also many other small animals."

Old Mrs. Fu said in surprise: "Huashan? What a coincidence! I spent a while in Huashan when I was young, and it was really good there..."

Because they have been in the same place, the two have many common topics.

Mu Qingli has always been very fond of the elderly.

The old and the young chatted happily.

Everyone around was a little surprised. No one expected that the charming Old Mrs. Fu would have been in such a barren place as Huashan.

This Miss Mu Wu is a fool who is stupid and has a blessing.

Mu Luzhu stood aside, looking a little like an outsider, her face slightly pale.

I originally introduced Mu Qingli to Old Mrs. Fu, but I just wanted to give her a good impression, but I didn't expect...

Mu Qingli is really capable! She seems innocent and flawless, but in fact she has hidden scheming. When she sees Mrs. Fu, she devotes herself to please her and tries to climb to the Fu family!

Mu Huangqiong and Mu Chengyao both looked at Mu Qingli with bright eyes, and the jealousy in their eyes was about to overflow. At this moment, they wanted to be the person standing next to Mrs. Fu to be the one who was standing next to her.

Those who came tonight were all famous families and powerful people from the imperial capital. If they were the ones who just stood on the stage, then the glorious people would definitely be them!

If the people standing next to Mrs. Fu are themselves, maybe they can take the opportunity to climb to the Fu family like Mu Luzhu!

Mu Qingli is just a country bumpkin from the countryside. Why did she make friends with Mrs. Fu?

It would be fine if they could not compare to Mu Luzhu, the talented woman, but now they have been compared by a country bumpkin!

Mu Chengyao and Mu Huangqiong's expressions were all brought to Mu Lanke's eyes. She slowly shook the goblet in her hand, raised a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, turned around and walked to another celebrity daughter, and said in surprise:

"Xi Xi, the bracelet on your hand is so beautiful! When did you buy it?"

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Hello, all the fairies. De Yin has returned to her hometown. The jet lag has not reversed. The update is too late. I'm sorry~
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