Baby, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you to the heavens and the seas!

"Does she have a crush on me?!"

"I don't think I'm that unattractive! How come I only attracted everyone's attention?!"

"I think the entire capital should revolve around me! Oh, no! The whole world!"

Young Master Luo met the stares from all directions at the table, some angry, some mocking, and some disdainful!

"What are you muttering to yourself again? So annoying!"

The little tyrant pushed a plate of bitten peach blossom pastries in front of Qianqianluo: "Eat them! Shut up your mouth and shut your heart, stop making a fuss!"

"Yes, this humble subject thanks Your Highness for your kindness!"

Facing the ever-domineering Crown Prince, Qianqianluo dared not say a word, and simply grabbed a peach blossom pastry and stuffed it into her mouth.

Seeing this, the "old fogies" at the table exchanged knowing glances.

Ahhh! His Highness the Crown Prince personally served Young Master Luo his meal!

Ahhhhh! Young Master Luo picked up the food that His Highness the Crown Prince had eaten and stuffed it into his mouth!

Ahhhhhh!! Young Master Luo smiled at His Highness the Crown Prince!

Aaaaaaahhhhhh! What does this have to do with us?

As the best flatterer, Pang Er stood up with a slap and shouted righteously!

"General Lin, we've seen Xianglan's dance and listened to her music, but we're quite bored! Pang Er suggests that Young Master Luo also perform a dance!"

Upon hearing Young Master Pang's underhanded trick, everyone at the table exclaimed: "If you're going to pull this, then I'm not sleepy anymore!"

"Oh! Young Master Pang, I, Lin, am unaware of your presence. May I have the honor of inviting Young Master Luo?" General Lin sighed thoughtfully.

"Oh my, oh my~ It's your birthday, Young Master Luo certainly won't refuse!!"

"Yeah! Yeah!!"

"Hey! Young Master Luo, you should also show some appreciation!!"

During the meal, everyone was talking at once, shouting excitedly as they couldn't refuse the enthusiastic invitations.

On the second step, Gui Ning'an glared coldly and resentfully at Pang Er.

Faced with this unexpected situation, Yang Chenqing was so angry that he was about to get up and help Young Master Luo cancel the invitation.

"Chen Qing! Don't act rashly. Don't forget that your elder sister and the child in her womb are still trapped in the palace!"

The words her father had told her before leaving echoed in her mind once more. Yang Chenqing could only crush the corner of the table and sit back down at her seat with a dejected look on her face.

"Chen Qing, don't get angry!" Gui Ning'an used a bone fan to shield his face, and under the table, he held Yang Chen Qing's bleeding wrist tightly with his hand.

"Hurry up!! Ouch~!"

"Could it be that you, a lowly commoner from a barbarian land, are only good at some bedroom arts to seduce your master, and are nothing but a good-for-nothing bum who knows nothing else?!"

"Yes! Yes! All looks and no talent whatsoever!!"

"Oh dear! Everyone says this Young Master Luo comes from a barbarian land, hahaha!!"

"In my opinion, all he knows are the primitive courtship behaviors of animals!"

"As for this 'court music'?! Hahaha, the performance of moaning in bed is quite good!!!"

The high-ranking officials and nobles at the banquet, seeing that His Highness the Crown Prince showed no regard for this lackey's expression or behavior, spoke increasingly arrogantly!

They kept joking and teasing, which made General Lin, the host of tonight's birthday celebration, smile!

"Alright! Don't make things difficult for Young Master Luo. It's just that I, Lin, am not fortunate enough to have such an opportunity!"

Just as General Lin was about to deliver the final blow to Qianqianluo, Young Master Luo slammed his fist on the table and stood up!

boom! ! !

"Hahaha! This lowly commoner is skilled in singing, dancing, and music!"

"However! I am still a tutor to His Highness the Crown Prince. How can I be allowed to entertain people like a courtesan in public?!"

"That?"

"Would Young Master Luo like to choose a bed moan?!" Pang Er asked innocently, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!!!" Everyone laughed so hard they fell over, spilling the fine wine they had just tasted all over the floor.

General Lin glanced at Qianqianluo a few times, only to see that the young man's face was expressionless, but rather relaxed.

Sitting in the far corner, Mo Xuanyu listened to the ear-piercing, maniacal laughter and sarcastic shouts, feeling as if his head was about to explode with oxygen. He couldn't understand why his aching heart had become numb.

Mo Fanfan's eyes turned red with anger, and she bit her lip tightly, not daring to make a sound of sobbing.

Only tonight did Mo Fanfan finally realize that Shangjing was not her Mobei, and that the Yu'er of her childhood was the Crown Prince of Shangjing! It seemed that everything had changed!

She couldn't protect the Mo family army, nor could she protect her savior!

"Alright! Then, what musical instrument does Young Master Luo wish to play?!" General Lin interrupted the overwhelming laughter in a deep voice.

Lin Litian disliked how these people lowered themselves to insult a commoner like him, and even accused him of aiding and abetting evil.

"General Lin, the pipa will suffice!"

The slender, graceful figure of Qianqian, dressed in a plain white robe, descended the platform with a lithe and elegant demeanor, much to the amusement of the Crown Prince and the onlookers.

"Young Master Luo, Xianglan eagerly awaits your meteoric rise!"

Lin Xianglan, sitting in the audience, held up a low chair so that Qianqian could have a place to sit.

"Hahaha~ Of course, the lowly commoner's riding skills will be unparalleled!"

Qianqian took the pipa that Lin Xianglan handed her, leaned down and whispered some dirty words in her ear, making Xianglan cover her face and bite her lip in embarrassment before leaving!

"Hmph! You philandering lackey!"

Seeing the two whispering intimately, Qing Tingyu snorted impatiently a few times, eagerly anticipating what kind of joke this lowly commoner, who was only fit to be entertained, would come up with next!

Qianqian sat down in the center of the dance floor under the white jade platform, feeling very grateful to her ancestors for passing down the "Pipa Ballad" to future generations!

The crowd continued their boisterous laughter and commotion, seemingly oblivious to what was happening. The prelude that Qianqian had just played was barely audible and was drowned out by the laughter.

Qianqianluo: You forced me to do this, so don't blame me for using force!

Qianqian smiled and tightened her grip, causing the sound of the pipa to blend with the tinkling of jade beads and reverberate across the white jade platform.

A masterpiece poem by the ancient poet Bai Juyi has been beautifully narrated by a piece of music, slightly embellished by later generations:

They moved their boats closer to invite her to meet, added wine, relit the lamps, and resumed the feast. After much coaxing, she finally emerged, still holding her pipa, half-concealing her face…

The plaintive sounds of the pipa flowed through the gently narrating song.

Qianqian lowered her head, leaning lazily against the pipa instrument she was supporting with her hands, while her other slender, jade-like hand continuously and delicately plucked the fine pipa strings.

The laughter of the crowd gradually subsided as they listened to the enchanting, celestial music they had never heard before.

They stood motionless, squinting their eyes, silently appreciating this unparalleled sound.

The strings are played with a loud, rapid sound, like a sudden downpour; the plucked strings whisper softly, like private words. The sounds mingle and intertwine, like pearls of all sizes falling onto a jade plate.

The climax was superimposed with the soft, melodious sounds of traditional opera, and Qianqianlu unconsciously hummed along, revealing the gentle, Wu dialect.

The soul-crushing opera singing, combined with the intoxicating melody, softened the hunched backs of everyone at the table.

General Lin, standing on the high platform, closed his eyes in fascination, savoring the soft, lingering sound he had never heard before!

When the song ended, everyone was still in a daze, including General Lin, who was still tapping the table repeatedly to the rhythm of Qianqianluo's music.

"Father! Luo Gong has run out of ammunition!"

Lin Wanwan waited beside General Lin, quickly covering her face with her bone fan, and leaned close to remind General Lin in his ear.

The young master Luo was still kneeling below the stage, holding the pipa, which was covered in blood and made of fine sandalwood by an ancient master craftsman.

"You beasts! Prepare to be attacked!!"

"I have to see it!"

"Look at this! How did you all end up commenting on my unparalleled voice while you were all babbling away and wetting the bed?!"