Rebirth and Revenge: The Imperial Master’s Pampering of Me is Addicting Me

The time has come, and it’s time for her to get the favorable juncture.

Mu Qingli put down the cup in his hand, stood up gracefully in the silence below, walked to the center of the hall, knelt slightly and saluted the emperor and empress above, his voice clear and soft.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to give it a try. It's just a competition, and even if I lose, it's not shameful."

The emperor squinted his eyes and looked at her a few more times before he remembered who she was. He immediately waved his hand to signal her to try.

The Queen also smiled and watched the movements below with curiosity. She glanced sideways at Concubine An and began to ponder secretly.

Concubine An is a petty person. I'm afraid she still remembers what happened last time. If she adds fuel to the fire, the Mu family and the third prince's lineage may completely break off relations.

Mu Yuan has always loved his daughter madly. He is about to come back and who knows if he hears such news, he might make a big fuss as soon as he comes back.

She was secretly wondering about the chances of success if she took action, and she didn't notice the stunned looks of the princes below.

Shentu Chi stared at the face below, which was even more beautiful than his sister's, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stopped shaking the wine glass in his hand. He asked out of curiosity.

"This girl is so pretty! I wonder which family she belongs to? Is she engaged?"

Unfortunately, before anyone answered him, Mu Qingli had already sat in front of the guqin. She spread her hands and pressed the strings to start tuning. A sharp tune interrupted his question.

After burning incense and washing his hands, Mu Qingli lowered his eyes and touched the guqin in his hand, and was stunned for a rare moment.

In fact, she didn't like playing the piano in her previous life, but because the person she once liked liked it, she devoted herself to learning it day and night. But who could have thought that their encounter from the very beginning was a trap?

She stared at the guqin for a long time without playing it. Thinking of the old things in her previous life, she should have been angry, but strangely, at this moment her heart was unusually calm.

However, the people watching around her couldn't help but cast strange glances at her when they saw that she didn't move for a long time, and some of them even got impatient and couldn't help but whisper about it.

"What's wrong with her? Why hasn't she started yet?"

"This Miss Mu has been away recuperating for several years, and she's missed a lot of her studies at the academy. I wonder if she can still remember what she learned before. Could it be that Miss Mu doesn't know how to use the zither and has gone completely crazy now?"

"I heard she even recuperated in the mountains. Let alone learning the piano, I'm afraid she couldn't even afford to eat, dress, live, or travel. There's no place to learn the piano in the mountains. But I did hear that she and Miss Shen had some unpleasantness a few days ago."

"Really? Then why is she doing this? If she really can't do it, then forget it. Why does she have to embarrass herself just to prove herself?"

The voices of those people were unrestrained, and Cheng Qin and Fang Jiale could hear them clearly. As they sat closer, their expressions became a little nervous.

Fang Jiale was so concerned that he went over to whisper to her, a little worried, "Sister Qin, is Ali a little nervous?"

Cheng Qin didn't know what was going on, but fortunately she knew her daughter a little bit. If she didn't have a plan in mind, she would not have taken action so easily.

Because there were many people around her, she did not explain too much, but a smile appeared at the corner of her lips to comfort Fang Jiale.

In a deserted corner not far away, someone was hiding in the shadows, squinting his eyes and curiously watching the excitement here, with the corners of his lips slightly raised in a meaningful smile.

If he saw it correctly, the daughter of the Mu family seemed to glance in his direction before sitting down. What did that look mean?

Mu Qingli was too lazy to care about the ridicule and sarcasm of those people. He touched the strings, took a deep breath, and started plucking.

But compared to the sharp sound just now, the sound of the piano now passed through everyone's ears smoothly, as if someone was holding a sword, an axe, or a knife and carving the melody into people's hearts bit by bit, making them feel sore and soft to the touch.

The melodious, mournful and mournful voice went straight into people's hearts. The high notes were mournful and sad, while the low notes were deep and resentful. It instantly changed everyone's expression, and some people even stood up in surprise.

I don't know who suddenly shouted, but the voice changed in excitement and became extremely shrill in surprise.

"She was playing 'Eighteen Beats of the Hujia'. I vaguely remember hearing this tune by chance. It was definitely 'Eighteen Beats of the Hujia'!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces became even more surprised. That was the "Eighteen Beats of the Hujia", the "Eighteen Beats of the Hujia" whose ancient musical score had been lost!

It is said that even the teacher who taught music in the Royal Academy had painstakingly searched for this music score, just to listen to the ancient fairy music, but unfortunately, after years of hard searching, he still found nothing.

There were those who were good at music who tried to improve or adapt this famous piece on their own, but they all ended in failure. Could it be that Mu Qingli had improved or adapted such a famous piece?

Even the emperor's eyes were a little dazed as he stared at the girl who was playing the piano with her eyes lowered not far away, and many fragments flashed through his mind in an instant.

How many years had it been since he heard someone play "Eighteen Beats of the Hujia"? He thought that the first time he heard this piece of music was when he was very young. Later, when the capital was in chaos, the palace was in turmoil, and not only many treasures were lost, but also many antiques.

As a result, some very famous music scores were either burned or disappeared for no reason, including "Eighteen Beats of the Hujia".

The atmosphere in the huge hall suddenly became quiet. Only the Grand Master of Music with a long white beard was almost dancing with excitement, completely losing the appearance of the head of the court musicians.

Several officials sitting near him couldn't help but turn their heads and glare helplessly at the old man. The music of the piano had just started and his butt was almost out of reach of the stool. They couldn't help but complain in their hearts.

I guess if he wasn't afraid of interrupting someone's piano playing, he would have rushed over excitedly. He is indeed worthy of being a famous music fanatic in the palace.

The Grand Master of Music was indeed extremely excited. He rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes almost turned red and a few tears appeared in his eyes.

Wow, that's the nearly lost "Eighteen Beats of the Hujia"! Where on earth did this little girl get this treasure? He vaguely remembered the tune, could it be the real "Eighteen Beats of the Hujia"?

Mu Qingli could probably guess the shock she had caused to these people, but at this moment she completely ignored them.

It’s like dreaming back to the past life. Unconsciously, I use my heart as the source and my hands as the language to express all the resentment from the past life.

At this moment she is completely immersed in her own tune...