I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 325 There's a Time Traveler in the Palace (17)
By studying something for a long time, one can eventually become an expert.

This piece was played by Xu Zhaorong, who was proficient in the guqin, and it sounded even more fluent and natural than Mo Chan's performance.

Mo Chan stood to the side, her eyes fixed on Xu Zhaorong's movements.

Her expression was initially full of doubt and disdain, but gradually turned to surprise and astonishment.

She never imagined that there really was a song in the world that was exactly the same as the one she had heard before.

How is this going?

Mo Chan thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution.

In the end, she could only conclude that the world is full of wonders.

Even something as simple as her dying and then traveling through time could happen, so it's also possible that two different worlds could share the same musical piece.

As the music ended, its lingering notes echoed throughout the Imperial Garden.

This is the first piece of music I was able to play completely today, and it was also very pleasing to the ear.

Although Xu Zhaorong practiced for a short time, her musical skills were quite remarkable.

The crowd seemed still immersed in the melodious piano music, and did not come back to their senses for a long time.

It wasn't until Consort Xu stood up and bowed to the Emperor that everyone's thoughts were brought back to the present.

For some reason, many of them had never heard of this piece of music.

The Emperor was also somewhat curious, "Consort Xu, why have I never heard you play this piece before?"

You haven't been here for a long time, how could you have heard this? Besides, Consort Qin gave it to me not long ago, I've never heard of it before.

Consort Xu concealed her true feelings and said gently, "It was my fault. If I have any new songs in the future, I will make sure Your Majesty hears them first."

Those in positions of power all enjoy hearing such flattery, and Huang Tinghe was no exception.

He nodded in satisfaction, indicating that Consort Xu could leave.

Mo Chan was very unhappy, but there was nothing she could do. She was the one who proposed the rules for the competition, and she couldn't very well break them herself.

So she took a deep breath and then said, "I can sing other songs too, but you've definitely never heard this one before."

As she spoke, Mo Chan summoned her maid and brought her flute.

Hearing Mo Chan's words, which disregarded all social hierarchy in public, the women present were still somewhat indignant.

Why did the emperor not care at all?
Does this mean that people in the palace can now address each other as "I" or "you"?

Just because she has the emperor's favor, does that give her the right to speak so casually and aggressively?
Seeing that the Emperor made no move, the women could only turn their attention to Consort Qin, hoping that she would make a move.

But Yu Muhuai just sat there lazily, looking down at the jewelry in his hands, seemingly not caring about Mo Chan's attitude at all.

Everyone was helpless. If these two big shots didn't care, what could the others do?

Mo Chan ignored everyone else's expressions. She took the flute from the maid and began to play.

However, just as she started, she was interrupted again, just like before.

And it was the same person who interrupted her.

"Consort Mo, what a coincidence. I have also heard this piece of music."

Mo Chan's expression froze immediately. She lowered her hands, her anger undisguised.

It's her again?

This has happened repeatedly; is it intentional?

"How could that be? I composed this piece myself!"

Yu Muhuai remained expressionless, but her tone was firm and resolute as she reminded the other woman, "Mo Jieyu, you just said the same thing."

Mo Chan was immediately speechless. She wanted to retort, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Yes, she just said she composed it herself, but in the blink of an eye, Xu Zhaorong played the complete piece. She's already been proven wrong.

But Mo Chan was still unwilling to give up. She asked, "Your Highness, does Consort Xu intend to play the entire piece again?"

Yu Muhuai smiled and shook his head, "No, I heard Consort Ouyang play it before."

Ouyang Zhaoyuan, who was sitting not far away, stood up, bowed to the Emperor and Yu Muhuai, and replied, "Yes."

Mo Chan's cheek twitched. She vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but she didn't know exactly what the problem was.

Then, before Mo Chan could speak, Yu Muhuai said, "Ouyang Zhaoyuan, go and play it again like you did before."

Ouyang Zhaoyuan slightly raised her eyes, glanced at the Emperor, and seeing that he had no expression, she boldly responded.

With Xu Zhaorong as a shining example, Ouyang Zhaoyuan's entire set of movements became much smoother.

She took the flute handed to her by the maid and walked to the center of the room to play it.

Just like before, Ouyang Zhaoyuan followed Mo Chan's lead and played the entire piece.

Even after it ended, it still received a standing ovation.

Mo Chan was unwilling to give up, and she wanted to perform the konghou next, but she was interrupted by Yu Muhuai just like before.

This time, it was Consort Qian who came up.

Just as Qian Zhaoyi was playing, Mo Chan looked at Yu Muhuai indignantly.

She understood that the person was definitely targeting her.

He pretended to visit her and gave her so much jewelry, but it turns out he's a two-faced person behind her back!

She has such a wonderful son as Huang Yanqin, but she herself is not so great!

Yu Muhuai completely ignored the hostile gazes from afar, his face filled with rapture, seemingly immersed in the beautiful harp performance.

Mo Chan clenched her fists tightly, feeling her nails digging into her palms.

In order to stand out at this flower festival, she, who has no musical talent, painstakingly composed these three pieces from memory.

I never expected that everything would be ruined!
Mo Chan turned her head to look at Huang Yanqin on the other side and found that he still had that indifferent look on his face and didn't even look at her directly.

She was humiliated in public; everyone around her must be laughing at her.

Is he laughing at himself too?
After the song ended, the Emperor couldn't help but speak.

"Qian Zhaoyi, where did you learn this piece? Why did Mo Jieyu say before that she composed it herself?"

Consort Qian didn't know how to answer; she dared not deceive the Emperor. However, Consort Qin's sudden summons of her and her request to record the musical pieces seemed rather strange.

How can we explain that Consort Qin knew in advance what piece of music Consort Mo was going to play?

She pursed her lips and looked at the other person above with some fear.

Receiving the pleading look from the other party, Yu Muhuai smiled slightly, turned to look at the Emperor, and bowed slightly in greeting.

"Your Majesty, these pieces were composed by my younger sisters when they came to my courtyard earlier."

They all wanted to give the Emperor a surprise, but unexpectedly, they ended up coinciding with the theme of the competition.

As for how Consort Mo knew, I suspect she might have overheard it by chance while passing by my residence those days.

Upon hearing this, the emperor nodded in sudden understanding.

Mo Chan's face twisted with anger.

Does this mean she plagiarized?
However, Mo Chan also understood that now was not the time to refute.

Fourth update ╰(*°▽°*)╯

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