The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Those young ladies looked embarrassed. They obviously didn't expect that Yun Mujiu would remember their gossiping and put them on the stage to perform.

Among them was a young lady, a first-rank official in the Secretariat, the legitimate daughter of Lord Dong. Her name was Dong Yanran, and she wore an orange dress. She looked pretty, but she had a mean look on her face.

In recent months, as Lord Dong has been highly favored by the Emperor, the people in the Dong Mansion have become even more arrogant and look down on everyone. They actually think that their mansion is about to become the residence of the future Left Prime Minister!

Yun Mujiu raised her eyebrows at Ye Xiaohan, her eyes silently indicating: Let's give these trusted daughters of the Emperor a beating first!

The old ones have already been suppressed by Ye Xiaohan in the court, and now she will be the one to punish the younger ones.

Ye Xiaohan nodded slightly at Yun Mujiu, looking like a protective husband who could let his wife do whatever she wanted with his support.

Lord Dong watched his daughter being pushed onto the podium, and wanted to muster up the courage to argue with Yun Mujiu. However, when he caught a glimpse of the cold eyes of Ye Xiaohan and Yun Mujiu, all the courage he had built up with great difficulty disappeared.

Ye Xiaohan asked: "Why? Master Dong has an opinion?"

Dong Cun quickly stood up, trotted to the front of the Night King's seat, knelt down and kowtowed: "I dare not."

"It's good that you don't dare." Ye Xiao said with a cold smile on his lips, and waved his hand to signal him to stand up.

"It is my daughter's honor to be able to perform on stage for everyone. Princess Ye is also doing this with good intentions. I and my daughter should be very grateful." Lord Dong said weakly and kowtowed again: "Thank you, Your Highness." Then he returned to his seat in dejection.

Dong Yanran, who was on the stage, was even more flustered when she saw Master Dong's timid appearance. The two Princesses Beihan and Princess Zhongyue sang so well, how could she show off her little tricks in front of so many distinguished guests today?

Today, the Emperor and Empress, the Crown Prince, several princes and princesses of Zhongyue, the princes and princesses of Beihan and Nantai and their envoys, the two sons of the Ling family and the Ling family team of Beijie, and even countless sons of dignitaries and noble families in the capital are here...

If she disgraced herself, not only would it affect the reputation of her father and the Dong family, but she would also lose her own reputation and become a laughing stock among the people of the capital, making it impossible for her to choose a good husband. Her future was largely ruined today.

Even Lord Dong didn't dare to speak, let alone other officials whose positions were not as high as his. Other officials didn't dare to step forward to plead with Ye Xiaohan, and could only silently acquiesce.

Even the Minister of Revenue, Lord Lu, did not dare to plead for his little daughter. Lord Lu was the emperor's confidant and was often responsible for suppressing the Night King's business. However, he recently discovered that they seemed to have been blocked and their business had serious problems, suspected of being suppressed by someone. Lord Lu had been haggard these days and did not dare to show his ability now.

At this moment, officials including Lord Dong and Lord Lu did not dare to say a word, while their superior, Emperor Haolian, seemed to be indifferent and did not care about the difficult situation faced by his newly promoted confidants, not to mention those little girls whom he did not care about.

It was as if he would not have the slightest emotion even if the family of his subordinates died at his feet. The emperor was really ruthless, and some people were silently chilled.

"Ladies, please show yourselves to your heart's content." Yun Mujiu said with a faint smile.

She turned around, got off the stage, sat next to Ye Xiaohan again, and took the juice handed to her by Ye Xiaohan with a smile.

On the stage, Dong Yanran and several young ladies looked at each other unhappily, and finally they had no choice but to line up and start singing.

In fact, most of the young ladies from aristocratic families focus on playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and there are relatively few who receive specialized training like singing.

Firstly, when talents are displayed in large occasions, they are usually played in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, while singing is performed by special singing girls. Secondly, singing is a talent that requires talent, and it is difficult for people with average talent to cultivate it, not to mention that it would be even more embarrassing if one does not sing well.

So, in most families, singing is not a skill that is taken so seriously. As for individual situations, it depends on their innate talent and acquired training.

Dong Yanran and the others sang one song after another, and finally put away their arrogant and spoiled expressions. They were not very good at singing, and compared with the beautiful singing voices of the three princesses, they made mistakes one after another because of nervousness and fear. Damn it, this embarrassment today has brought shame to them and their families!

No one applauded or praised the performance, not even a word of criticism. The huge auditorium was filled with a strange atmosphere.

Yun Mujiu broke the awkwardness and nodded seriously: "Not bad."

Everyone was annoyed. Princess Ye, are you kidding me? We are so tired of hearing this, and you still say it sounds good.

In the awkward atmosphere, Dong Yanran and the others left with pale faces, and did not say a word after returning to their seats. Zhang Yanran's poisonous mouth was automatically shut, and she dared not to incite and slander Yun Mujiu and Princess Ji Ling's performance in public.

Yun Mujiu asked in a low voice: "Prince, do you believe me?"

"Ah."

"I'm going to sing, but you've never heard me sing. Do you believe in my singing voice?" Aren't you afraid that she will lose her temper?

"Believe it. Mu Mu will definitely do a good job." Someone said with great confidence.

Yun Mujiu put down the glass cup filled with sweet juice, slowly stood up, and looked around: "Is there any other lady who wants to come up?"

"If you don't want to go on stage, then stop talking in the corner. Otherwise, if I hear you, I will invite you to the stage for everyone to see."

There was silence.

Yun Mujiu clapped her hands and looked back at Ye Xiaohan. The man was sitting upright, looking at her with a pair of cold and gentle eyes, which showed absolute trust in her.

Yun Mujiu walked onto the stage gracefully and slowly stood in front of the guqin that had just been lifted up by Wei Bai and Du Ziheng.

The zither she used this time was the same one she used in the last talent competition, a Fengshi style thousand-year-old paulownia wood guqin from the Tianji Dynasty that Ye Xiaohan had collected.

With a "ding..." sound, everyone present was lifted up.