After the marriage, my husband's family listened to my voice and turned the tide

As Shang Tingli played the last string, everyone could still hear the lingering sound. Then they woke up with a start. Wasn't this exactly what they were feeling at the moment? Although they hadn't gone boating in the lotus pond, they could still see the pretty figure of the lotus in red.

"I don't know if anyone is there after the song ends, but the lingering sound is still floating in the air. My sister-in-law plays so beautifully!" Ke Zhenzhen praised endlessly.

Shang Tingli smiled implicitly: "Baozhen, you are too kind. I am just taking advantage of the current situation."

While admiring the lotus in the pavilion, she played "Lotus", which was really suitable for the scene.

But it is undeniable that her piano skills are indeed not bad, otherwise people would not really think that she was boating on the lake.

She was modest, but the discerning Empress Xu praised her generously, saying, "You play very well."

"Your Majesty, your Majesty is too kind." Shang Tingli knelt down towards Empress Xu.

She returned to her original seat and made room for the person who was going to perform behind her.

When he saw that the person was Zhou Jingyu, Shang Tingli was stunned for a moment. What a coincidence.

Zhou Jingyu gave her a disdainful smile, not taking her seriously at all. As if she was disdainful, but also as if she was sure of winning, she began to play the song she had chosen confidently.

It is also one of the ten famous songs, "Eighteen Beats of the Hujia".

As the sad tune sounded, everyone seemed to have witnessed the tragic experience of Cai Yan's life. The sad and mournful voice went straight to people's hearts, with the high notes being desolate and sorrowful, and the low notes being deep and sad.

It was a long time after the song ended before everyone came back to their senses.

Someone praised: "Ms. Zhou San plays the piano pretty well, it sounds great!"

"Thanks for the compliment."

Zhou Jingyu thanked him happily, raised her head proudly, glanced at Shang Tingli arrogantly, turned around and sat back in her seat.

Shang Tingli shook his head.

To be fair, Zhou Jingyu plays really well, and her piano skills can even be said to be very good. It's just a pity that her skills are superb but her emotions are not there.

If the emotions are not there, it will lack flavor and sometimes it will be difficult for people to empathize.

After a few more people passed by, they arrived at Xu Jinshu.

One of the ten famous pieces she played was "Yangchun Baixue".

As she played the light and lively tune, the world in everyone's eyes turned from winter to spring, the earth revived, and the fresh and smooth melody seemed to compose a beautiful picture of early spring with all things thriving. In the summer, everyone sighed that "all things know spring, and the gentle breeze brings light and calmness."

“Thank you for listening.”

Xu Jinshu left the stage gracefully, and everyone came back to their senses.

Ke Zhenzhen was very excited: "My cousin is so amazing! The lingering sound in the beams is just like this!"

Xu Jinshu blushed: "How can it be so exaggerated as Baozhen said?"

Ke Zhenzhen nodded heavily: "It's not an exaggeration at all!"

【It sounds really nice. 】

Shang Tingli felt a little unsatisfied.

Ke Xin glanced at her and quickly looked away. At this moment, when his peripheral vision accidentally swept over a certain person, he found that the person was in a daze, as if he was standing there stupidly without blinking.

Ke Xin bumped his shoulder against that person's shoulder, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled up: "Hey, wake up, it's time to come back to your senses."

"..."

Sima Yu'an withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the lotus pond outside the pavilion.

Ke Xin sneered: "Coward."

Sima Yu'an ignored him.

The match of thirty players was almost over, with only two players left to play. The second to last player to play, the one who drew the number "twenty-nine", was Pan Qinghuan.

As soon as he saw her, Shang Tingli inexplicably felt a sense of crisis for He Zhiqiang.

[What was Pan Qinghuan's ending in her previous life? ]

Shang Tingli couldn't remember anything. The memories of her past life had nothing to do with Pan Qinghuan.

[Even if I wasn't torn apart by five horses in my previous life, I was definitely kicked in the head by a donkey. Why did I stay at the border with that bastard Ji Zhang instead of returning to Beijing earlier? ]

Ke Xin clenched his left fist and gently placed it against his lips, smiling so widely that the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.

It's so rare that I can actually hear her scolding herself.

At this time, Pan Qinghuan was already playing the piano.

The song I chose did not come out of the top ten famous songs, so I chose "Three Variations on Plum Blossoms".

The clear and ethereal sound of the piano made everyone feel the purity of the plum blossoms, and also portrayed the plum blossoms' static and dynamic images vividly. In a trance, what everyone saw was not a pond full of lotus flowers, but a garden full of plum blossoms.

Pan Qinghuan's superb piano skills are combined with emotion to play out the plum blossom's proud, frost-resistant, noble and unyielding character.

Everyone cheered: "It's wonderful!"

Pan Qinghuan thanked him with a smile, then left and returned to his seat.

He Zhiying was the last one to go on stage. Before she even went on stage, Shang Tingli was already worried about her.

[I really wish I had never known who the future Crown Princess would be. If the incident was really caused by me, I would be blamed for ruining a marriage and I really can't bear the blame.]

If she had known this, she shouldn't have come to the party.

After hearing these words, Ke Yishang felt even more ashamed. In the final analysis, it was actually her fault. After all, it was she who first suggested that Baozhen should meet someone earlier.

She silently held Shang Tingli's hand.

Shang Tingli paused, but did not pull his hand back. Instead, he asked in confusion, "What happened to Ling Yun?"

Ke Yishang: "I thought my sister-in-law was nervous."

"...No." Shang Tingli was really ashamed this time.

[I am... nervous? Sister, you are wrong.]

"Oh, that's good." Ke Yishang didn't dare to look into her eyes. This was just her nonsense.

At this moment, a plaintive piano sound rang out, and Shang Tingli realized that He Zhiqiang had already started playing.

She also selected one of the ten famous songs, "Guangling San".

The passionate melody makes people deeply immersed in it, as if they have witnessed the difficulties Nie Zheng encountered in avenging his father. The magnificent melody plays out Nie Zheng's tragic feelings from depression to passion, and the image of a brave, heroic and fearless hero comes to life before everyone's eyes.

After the song ended, no one spoke for a long time.

The next moment, applause broke out like a mountain and a sea. Someone sighed: "This song should only exist in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the world!"

He Zhiying thanked him gracefully.

Shang Tingli was still shocked.

A woman could play such a passionate song with such full emotions, which shows that her piano skills are extraordinary. But she was not shocked by this, but by the fact that a lady like He Zhixiang, who grew up in pampering, could play the soul of Guangling San.

"You guys are really good-looking, not only are you as pretty as fairies, but your piano skills are also top-notch!"

Xu Junsen was amazed.

Ke Zhenzhen smiled and said, "My cousin, you have the sweetest mouth."

"Hey." Xu Junsen touched his ear and turned to Queen Xu and said, "Aunt, who do you think will win the prize?"

Empress Xu put on a worried look and said in great distress, "They all look good to me, and it's hard to decide. How about this, let you vote for the choice?"

"no problem."

Xu Junsen agreed immediately.

The men began to vote.

The final result was that Shang Tingli came in third, Xu Jinshu came in second, and the first place was tied between Pan Qinghuan and He Zhiqiang.