The Rebirth of a Daughter: My Lord, I Will Never Be a Concubine

He can play it so skillfully right from the start, he is definitely not a novice at all!

Everyone present looked at the slender figure in surprise.

The melodious sound of the piano echoes in every corner of the hall, like a whisper, sometimes as thin as a gossamer, sometimes ethereal and ethereal. It is better to say that it is telling a story through the music than simply playing a piece of music.

She lived a very bleak life during those years. No one knew how many times she practiced the piano in private, how many strings she damaged, how many times she wore out her fingers, and how much sweat she shed. For her, that period of time was as painful as walking barefoot in flames. She recalled the ridicule and disdain of everyone and she didn't dare to stop for a moment.

The melodious piano sound was as gentle and soothing as the gurgling of water at first, but gradually, it began to become passionate and high-pitched, as if it was pulled by an invisible force.

Every note is like a dancing flame, burning with passion and vitality; it is also like surging waves, one higher than the other, hitting people's heartstrings.

The sound of the piano is like human emotions. Sometimes it is cheerful and joyful, making people want to dance along; sometimes it is sad and low, making people depressed and crying; sometimes it is tense and intense, making people's heart beat faster and breathing faster.

In between these ups and downs, the audience seemed to be in a storm of emotions, deeply attracted and moved by the beautiful and varied melody.

All emotions seemed to converge in this melodious piano music, and were revealed without reservation. Waves of emotion followed one after another, constantly impacting people's heartstrings and pushing them to the extreme peak.

At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly underwent an astonishing change, like a surging river suddenly encountering a cliff, and took a sharp turn!

At first, the sound of the piano still carried a hint of reluctance and struggle, but as time went on, it gradually seemed to have expressed all the complex emotions. It was like a traveler who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, finally putting down a heavy burden and returning to a peaceful and tranquil heart.

The last trill ended, and the song ended. Everyone was still stunned by the beautiful piano music and could not react. The whole hall was silent.

Shocking!

Su Yanhua finished playing and stood up, as if the infamy on her back could not crush her tough spine. The moment she broke through the soil and sprouted, she had no intention of hiding herself anymore. This new sprout was more vigorous than the surrounding ones, and had already blossomed in a corner that no one else could see. The beauty of the blooming sprout was so great that people could not stop and admire it.

Su Ruoxi looked at Su Yanhua in shock and said in disbelief: "Impossible, how is this possible?"

She knew Su Yanhua's every move best. Without the teacher's guidance, Su Yanhua had never touched the zither. How could she have such superb skills?

Besides, this kind of piano skill cannot be mastered without several years of practice.

How could Su Yanhua...

Not only Su Ruoxi was shocked, Mo Qinghe above couldn't believe it.

Is this called a straw bag?

Su Yanhua can beat her alone. Su Yanhua is a fool, so what has she become?

Suddenly, applause broke out in the hall. Everyone looked over and saw Xing Jian standing up. His lazy demeanor became formal, and he raised his two big hands to reward the hearty piano music.

Who dared not to give Xing Jian face? Suddenly, the applause in the hall was long and continuous.

The emperor was delighted with this situation. He thought that no one could surpass Yan Jinyao in piano skills. However, Su Yanhua, who was not optimistic about the future, gave him a big surprise and he immediately praised her.

"As expected of Lord Su's legitimate daughter, not only are you skilled in martial arts, you're also very proficient in the zither. You're truly a supreme talent." The Emperor narrowed his eyes, a smile playing on his lips. "This time, let go and compete without fear of embarrassment."

The emperor's last sentence was very casual, but Su Yanhua knew that the emperor must have seen through her thoughts and wanted her to do her utmost to protect Yun Qin's grace and not lose face in front of Dayan.

This is a common tactic used by those in power. The emperor doesn't need to hide his dagger behind his smile, and Su Yanhua didn't want to hide her head and show her tail today.

Since she is no longer hiding it, she will kill them all today without leaving a single one alive. She wants everyone in the world to know.

Su Yanhua is not a fool!

The second round of chess begins, and the promoted ladies compete in pairs, with the winner advancing to the next round.

Su Yanhua's opponent is Mo Qinghe, the princess who is always unhappy with her.

Mo Qinghe sat opposite Su Yanhua and raised his head.

"Su Yanhua, although you won in the piano competition, chess is not that easy. My chess skills are famous. No noble lady in Lingcheng can beat me. I advise you to admit defeat."

Su Yanhua: "..."

Su Yanhua didn't want to pay any attention to her. She was as inexplicably confident as Wang Wanning. She asked him to admit defeat before the competition even started!

She is probably from a noble family. Which woman in Lingcheng would dare to beat her in a game of chess?

Seeing that Su Yanhua didn't say anything, Mo Qinghe thought she had scared her. The pride in her heart became more and more obvious, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently curled up with a bit of complacency.

Well, this Mo Qinghe is even more conceited than Wang Wanning. Su Yanhua was thinking about saying something to hit her, but she hadn't spoken yet.

Wu'er came up with the chess board, a painful smile on her face.

"Your Majesty, our prince has brought out his chess equipment for Miss Su to compete—"

As soon as the words were spoken, His Highness's people exclaimed again!

At this moment, the eyes of everyone present were attracted by magnets, and they were all circling back and forth between Nalan Yanyu and Su Yanhua.

They secretly wondered in their hearts, what is the relationship between Prince Nalan and Su Yanhua?

Mo Qinghe's face, which had been smiling, instantly became stiff, as if he had been cast under a spell. The smile was frozen on his face, and no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer squeeze out a trace of it.

She could only clench her fists and stare at Su Yanhua with eyes full of jealousy, as if she wanted to eat her alive.

Seeing this, Su Yanhua couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "It turns out that it's so easy to undermine a person's self-confidence!"

At this moment, Xing Jian, who was sitting beside him, could no longer sit still. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his sharp, hawk-like gaze was cast straight at Nalan Yanyu, who was smiling gently.

Those beautiful eyes that looked like phoenix wings were now emitting a chilling and dangerous aura, as if a huge storm was about to break out in the next second.

Nalan Yanyu seemed to sense Xing Jian's aggressive gaze, but he showed no sign of retreating. On the contrary, he smiled at Su Yanhua even more gently and warmly, a smile that was like the warm spring sun, warm and intoxicating.

Seeing this, Xing Jian felt a nameless rage blaze from his chest, quickly spreading throughout his body. He gritted his teeth, desperately suppressing the laughter that threatened to burst forth. His delicate, picturesque brows arched upward fiercely, unabashedly concealing the endless provocation within.

good very good!

Finally took off the hypocritical face.

When Su Yanhua touched the chess piece, her palm felt cold. She looked at the chess piece that felt like jade and was a little surprised.

Isn’t this the chess piece that she and Nalan often use?

It turned out to be his own, she had always thought it belonged to Wuhua Mountain!