The breeze blew by, and the wide-sleeved purple trousered waist made Qi Liyan’s already tall figure look as noble as an immortal!

She stood beside her calmly, with a slight smile on her delicate and beautiful face, which made the hearts of several people in the venue!

"Then according to Miss Qi's wishes, Miss Ji invites you first!"

Feng Chenyao was wearing a purple python robe. He stood with Qi Liyan on purpose or not. To outsiders, he seemed to be so compatible with the two!

Ji Ruilian was wearing a pink long skirt and walked proudly to the guqin and sat down slowly.

Lift your right hand gently, use your fingers painted with Danko to gently pluck the strings to test the tone.

A satisfied smile appeared on the charming face. The jade hand raised lightly, and a string of cheerful notes spread out in the air! For a moment, everyone who listened to them was intoxicated!

"Is this..." Zuo Jingshu's face full of excitement, "Fifty years ago, Qin Sheng's song "Xiaoxiang Night Rain"?"

"That's right." Feng Chenyao was rare to say that the woman except Qi Liyan showed a look of admiration.

In the bamboo forest, birds singing, drizzling night rain, rhythmically knocking on the window...

Ji Ruilian's piano sound seemed to bring the listener to a lively and cheerful night rain bamboo forest. After the song, there was endless aftertaste!

"Miss Ji's piano sound can make you feel refreshed." Qi Liyan's eyes showed a rare sincere appreciation. He walked to Ji Ruilian who had left the piano bench and sighed, "Liyan, I'm willing to give in to the disadvantage!"

The two exchanged positions, Qi Liyan took a deep breath, folded her hands in front of her. After thinking for a while, she inadvertently faced Feng Chenyao's gaze and quickly left. Her slender eyelashes swept across her eyelids, and she sat gracefully on the stool.

I thought about it and plucked a random, harsh note.

The tone came out, and in the Fumo Pavilion, the people headed by Feng Chenyao frowned at the same time. The people who were watching the pavilion had a sudden look of contempt in their eyes.

What's more, he said loudly: "It's better to give up on your own initiative! Miss Ji, how can you win a little guy like you, who won the game!"

"Everyone should be quiet and let Miss Qi concentrate on the competition!"

Ye Yueren said unhappily, and his eyes were filled with worry, "Yan'er...".

"Yueren, I'm fine!" Qi Liyan's eyebrows were curved and she smiled at him with a reassurance.

Qi Liyan sat upright, adjusted his mentality, raised his left hand lightly, stroked the tail of the piano gracefully, and hung his right hand on the pillow on the pillow. He fell his fingers, hooked and wiped between his fingers, and moved the strings and sounded the piano!

At first, everyone listened, as if they were in the tranquility and indifference of the south of the Yangtze River in June. Soon, the style of painting changed, the pain of parting and the sorrow of fighting made everyone feel sad and cry!

The warm wind blows gently, beside the willow lake, witnessing how many tears of farewell left the world; how many years of war, the yellow sand covers the dead bones, and how many soldiers have buried it and cannot return home to their hearts?

The Qi Liyan who was playing seemed to be integrating himself into the piano music, and tears slowly slid down his fair and delicate cheeks and dripped on the pillow. He seemed to be immersed in the war and parting, and it was difficult to control his mood!

At the end of the music, everyone seemed to see an old man hanging down under the old tree in the city gate, waiting year after year, and the person who would not return was back...

In the Fumo Pavilion, a beautiful woman in purple clothes and a piano music made everyone present cry!

At this time, they never thought that many years later, this woman in purple would become the person she liked and unify the four countries! She would become a legend that has been passed down from generation to generation!

"Yan'er, is your heart so bitter?" Feng Chenyao was in a heavy mood. He came back to his senses from the song, watched Qi Liyan, who was playing the piano there, fell into sorrow, and fell into deep thoughts.

"Don't dislike a song of "Yu Lin Ling" created by yourself." Before the piano sound disappeared, Qi Liyan's slightly hoarse voice slowly rang.

What she didn't know was that the song "Yu Linling" also made the three words Qi Liyan quickly become famous in Li Country!

"Hearing the sound of the strings of the piano is like the scene in the painting!" Zuo Jingshu burst into tears and sighed, "War is cruel! Miss Qi is young and has such talent and feelings, and has a glorious attitude. I believe that you will definitely do something in the future!"

Before the piano sound was over, Zuo Jingshu shed tears of empathy. The people around him burst into thunderous applause!

"Qi Liyan, you asked for it yourself, don't blame me!" Ji Ruilian, who retreated to the corner, looked at the purple figure with a vicious face.

At the end of Qi Liyan's notes, a black figure, with only internal force, could be heard, the sound of the sword breaking through the air, flew down from the Fu Mo Pavilion and stabbed down along Qi Liyan's back.

"careful!"

"Yan'er...".

"Miss Qi...".

With a few overlapping shouts, Qi Liyan had no time to think, the strings broke, and blood from the index finger of his right hand gushed out.

And she had been picked up from the stool, and after turning around in the air for a few rounds, the two of them slowly landed on the ground!

Feng Chenyao was angry. He looked at Qi Liyan who was holding him in his arms, looking at him blankly, and felt a sense of depression!

"Your Highness, please let me down first!"

Qi Liyan realized that Feng Chenyao saved his life. Looking at the people around him who had not had time to applaud, he used his expression of shock after the disaster, looking at himself and Feng Chenyao, and said awkwardly.

"Come here, take him down to our palace and use the ten major criminal laws to ask the person instructing him!"

Feng Chenyao ignored Qi Liyan, but looked at the masked man in black who was twitching like an ice man.

"Your Highness, you are not injured!" Ye Yueren reacted, sweating on his forehead, quickly walked to Feng Chenyao, leaned over and said, "I would like to thank Yan'er for your life-saving kindness. Can you put Yan'er down?"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince?" Looking at Feng Chenyao who tightened his arms and hugged him tighter, Qi Liyan's voice became heavier.

"Ahem."

Using coughing to conceal his loss of composure, Feng Chenyaojun's face was gloomy and he put Qi Liyan on the ground.

"Li Yan thanked the prince for helping him! I wonder who won this game?" Qi Li Yan didn't care about the assassination, but was concerned about the victory or defeat.

"Where is Miss Ji? Miss Qi won this competition!" Feng Chenyao felt a little surprised that Ji Ruilian was not present and announced strongly, "The assassination happened tonight, and this poetry festival will end here. Everyone was also frightened, so go back early."

"Why! This time hasn't come yet!" a man asked dissatisfiedly.

"When everyone was frightened, the competition would not be able to perform well. Since Miss Qi won twice, those two prizes should be Miss Qi's!"

Feng Chenyao's domineering announcement.

"Okay, His Highness the Crown Prince's arrangement must make sense! Let's go back first!" Zuo Jingshu stood up and smoothed out the scene. "There is a poetry meeting every year, and it's not too late to attend next year!"
Chapter completed!