Duke Jing's younger sister

After explaining the matter to Luo Cheng, Shen Li returned to Muyunzhai.

As soon as she entered the hall, Ren Jiaorui said, "Third sister, where have you been? Why didn't you give me a gift? You didn't come empty-handed, did you?"

Shen Li smiled but didn't really smile, secretly cursing him as an idiot.

Her surname is Shen now, and when Ren Jiaorui slapped her in the face in front of everyone, she was actually slapping the Shen family in the face.

Shen Li raised her eyes and looked over. Yang's face was indeed not very good beside Old Madam Luo. When she looked at Ren Jiaorui, it was reproachful, and when she looked at her, it was a warning.

Shen Li bowed slightly, "Aunt, today is your 70th birthday. I want to give you a special birthday gift. Please allow me to keep it a secret for a while."

"Oh? A special birthday gift?" Old Lady Luo said with a smile, "I am looking forward to it."

"I won't let you down."

Shen Zhiyan stood by the door. After Shen Li left, she approached her and whispered, "Didn't you embroider a hundred-year-old picture as a birthday gift? Why did you change it to a special birthday gift?"

"I can't explain it clearly for now. I'll talk to you in detail when I get back."

The birthday banquet was held in the flower hall of Luo Mansion, separated by a gauze curtain as thin as a cicada's wing in the middle, with male guests on the east side and female guests on the west side.

Old Lady Luo sat behind the table in the center of the flower hall. After everyone congratulated her on her birthday, they sat down in their respective seats and the banquet officially began.

Luo Cheng strode into the hall, followed by several servants carrying tables, chairs and benches.

"Grandma," Luo Cheng knelt down and kowtowed several times, "Congratulations to you, Grandma, for a long and blessed life!"

"Hurry, hurry up!" Old Lady Luo laughed, her eyes falling on the servant behind him, "You naughty monkey, what tricks are you trying to play?"

"Aunt..." Shen Zhiyan stood up and said, "You forgot that my third sister still owes you a special birthday gift."

"Oh, yes, there is such a thing."

"Grandma, I would like to borrow your Jinghong Qin without asking."

Old Lady Luo's expression turned from sunny to gloomy in an instant, and the corners of her mouth twitched twice. If there weren't so many people present, she really wanted to use the family rules to beat this unfilial grandson up immediately!

That was the zither given by the late emperor. How could it be "borrowed" so easily?

Shen Li was shocked when he heard the voice!

Oh my God, she just asked Luo Cheng to help find a zither, but she didn't say she wanted this Jinghong zither bestowed by the late emperor!

Luo Cheng waved his hand, and several servants quickly placed the piano table and wooden chairs in the hall. The Jinghong piano was placed quietly on the piano stand, waiting for someone to play it.

There were many elderly seniors at the banquet, and seeing this stunning sword, everyone recalled the elegance of Old Lady Luo in her past.

Even if the younger generations didn’t know, they had heard about it from their elders at home. When they saw this stunning scene, they were very curious and wondered who would come forward.

If I play the zither given by the late emperor badly, it would be a blasphemy to his majesty.

It is also inappropriate to play too well and surpass the style of the host.

Shen Li felt like she was in a difficult situation and she wanted to clench her fists and punch the handsome face of the young man in red sitting opposite her twice!

She glared at him fiercely. Luo Yan was smiling brightly one moment, but the smile froze on his face the next.

what's the situation?

Doesn’t she want a piano?

He risked being beaten and stole the best piano in the mansion to give her. It would be fine if she didn't thank him, but why was she glaring at him?

Luo Cheng was not willing to be outdone and glared back fiercely, saying that he didn't know how to appreciate a good person!

Shen Li has no idea what a good heart is. She just wants to bang her head against the wall!

Shen Beiqi sat behind the desk on the east side. Although there was a gauze curtain, he could still clearly see the eye contact between Shen Li and Luo Cheng.

For some reason, he always felt uncomfortable.

He pursed his thin lips and tilted his head back, then swallowed the wine in the glass in one gulp, feeling suddenly lost and at a loss.

Shen Li is now in a position where she has to get on the platform even if she doesn't want to.

She stood in the hall with her head held high, bowed and said,

"I heard that my aunt was an excellent musician when she was young, and she played the piece 'Pingsha Luoyan' to perfection."

"I have admired you for a long time, so I have been practicing hard day and night in the mansion, hoping to learn a bit of your style. Unfortunately, I am stupid and only got the form but not the spirit. I hope you will not despise me for showing off my skills in front of an expert."

Ren Jiaorui was sitting next to Yang. After listening to Shen Li's long speech, she couldn't help but sneer. When did she start practicing the piano day and night in the mansion?

What a sycophant!

Shen Li didn't want to be so hypocritical, but unfortunately, she came here to celebrate the birthday, but the birthday gift was destroyed. She had no choice but to remember that she and Old Lady Luo had the same hobby, which was the zither.

I wanted to borrow an ordinary piano and play a random song, which would both highlight the unparalleled talent of Old Lady Luo and not embarrass the Shen family, and also cover up the past a little.

But who could have thought that Luo Cheng would actually bring Jing Hong to play for her!

Now she had no choice but to find another way. If she wanted to play the piano well, she couldn't surpass Old Lady Luo.

The play had already begun, and even though Old Lady Luo was unhappy, she had to control her temper and continue singing.

"No problem, it's great that you have this intention."

Yang frowned slightly and looked at Shen Li with a hint of reproach. If one wants to be in the limelight, one should pay attention to the occasion and be careful of the degree.

Today is Old Lady Luo’s 70th birthday, and Shen Li actually dared to play her famous song in front of so many people. Isn’t she just asking for trouble?

However, there were so many people present that no matter how dissatisfied Yang was, she could only suppress her dissatisfaction and wait until she returned home to vent her dissatisfaction.

Shen Beiqi has realized that Shen Li might have encountered some trouble, otherwise, based on her personality, she would never try to show off here and speak so high-soundingly.

His eyes passed through the gauze curtain and fell on Shen Li.

She sat down behind the piano table, plucked the strings with her fingers, and the tinkling sound echoed in the hall.

It is indeed an excellent piano.

After a slight adjustment, Shen Li plucked the strings of the piano. The tune became melodious and smooth, with ups and downs in the melody, which was long, gentle and beautiful.

Everyone's eyes fell on Shen Li at the same time. Luo Cheng leaned against the door with her arms folded. Someone in the men's room even lifted the gauze curtain and stared at her.

Old Lady Luo put aside her desire to whip Luo Cheng and calmed down to appreciate the "Pingsha Luoyan" played by Shen Li.

To be fair, it was not easy for Shen Li, who was only sixteen years old, to play this piece of music so brilliantly.

It’s a pity that the emotion in her song only reflects the joyful feeling of the wind being still, the sand being flat, and the wild geese flying and singing in the boundless sky.

But it lacks some of the feeling of the wild geese flying back and looking back. The world is dangerous and is not as good as the perception of the wild geese.

However, she was only 28 years old and had little experience in the world. It was normal that she could not understand the wickedness of human nature, nor comprehend the deep meaning of the song.

Suddenly someone exclaimed, "What is that?"

Another person chimed in, "Why is there smoke?"

Shen Beiqi stood up and strode outside the gauze curtain. He saw Shen Li's fingers dancing above Jinghong, and wisps of white smoke slowly rising. There seemed to be a fragrance coming with every breath.