Shocking! Five men are in love with the same woman!

She was already very close to Emperor Jingzhao's seat, so when Emperor Jingzhao noticed her, he didn't pay any attention to the pitiful Consort Shu.

Instead, he looked at Lingyan with concern and asked, "What's wrong, Princess Rui? Are you feeling unwell?"

At this moment, Xiao Muyao was gently patting her back, then picked up the teacup and carefully served her half a cup of tea.

This scene surprised everyone present.

Many people marveled at how considerate and doting Prince Rui was towards his wife.

He was surprisingly willing to set aside his pride and personally serve her.

Many married women couldn't help but show envy.

Who wouldn't want such a good husband?

Many women who admired Xiao Muyao were also extremely jealous.

The hall was quiet. After Lingyan recovered, she looked at Emperor Jingzhao and replied, "Your Majesty, I am fine. I just felt that the tea smell was a bit strong nearby, and I was also disgusted by someone's behavior."

As soon as she finished speaking, Consort Shu's expression changed instantly.

His face flushed with anger, but he couldn't show it, so he could only grit his teeth and bear it.

In reality, she had almost torn the handkerchief in her hand to shreds.

Others reacted in different ways, like a vivid painting slowly unfolding before our eyes.

Some people couldn't help but laugh, but they tried their best to suppress it, afraid of losing their composure in this solemn occasion.

Their cheeks turned red as they struggled to control their laughter that was about to spill out.

Some people quietly gave Lingyan a thumbs up, conveying their support and recognition for her with their eyes.

Others were cautiously observing Emperor Jingzhao's expression.

Emperor Jingzhao naturally understood who she was referring to. He frowned slightly, not expecting her to be so sharp-tongued and blatant.

However, seeing his beloved concubine looking down with a deeply aggrieved expression, he still coughed lightly and looked at Lingyan, saying, "Since you're not feeling well, you should say less."

Lingyan lowered her head and couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly.

Is this a warning to her?

Ah!

man!

I really do love green tea.

Seeing her father so protective of that woman made Yan'er uncomfortable, and her expression turned cold.

He said solemnly, "Father, is there anything wrong with what Yan'er said? Your subject was also disgusted just now."

hiss!

As soon as he finished speaking, gasps filled the hall.

Prince Rui really dares to speak his mind!

Everyone was shocked by his outspokenness. They never expected that the usually aloof Prince Rui would defend his princess so fiercely.

The atmosphere inside the hall immediately became tense, and everyone held their breath, not daring to make the slightest movement.

Only Consort Shu was so angry that her chest heaved violently.

Ling Yan continued to enjoy her meal as if nothing had happened.

The Empress was very worried, fearing that her son would anger Emperor Jingzhao.

But Emperor Jingzhao was clearly not confused. Between a concubine and his most beloved son, the latter was naturally more important.

But he wouldn't admit to his question, nor would he refute it.

So he didn't say anything.

At this point, someone is urgently needed to break the deadlock and change the subject.

At this moment, Consort Rong, who was outwardly the Empress's lackey, smiled and said, "Speaking of which, everyone knows that Princess Rui is exceptionally talented. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet. I wonder if we would have the honor of witnessing Princess Rui's performance and seeing her unparalleled elegance?"

Since someone offered a way out, Lingyan readily agreed, "That's possible, but this performance requires several people to perform together."

Emperor Jingzhao clearly didn't take the matter to heart, and upon hearing this, he replied, "What do you need? Princess Rui, just say the word."

Lingyan smiled and agreed.

He then asked a palace servant for a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and began to write on the paper.

Everyone didn't know why.

Is he going to write a poem?

But can't we just read it directly?

They were all very curious and turned their gazes toward her.

Consort Shu was filled with resentment at this moment.

But she was already used to pretending, and she could still smile at Ling Yan at this moment, which showed that her disguise was very good.

The Empress was secretly delighted and pleased, never expecting her daughter-in-law to have such a sharp tongue.

Over the years, she could only make things slightly difficult for this woman by relying on her status as empress, but this woman was not afraid at all.

At this moment, she knew that even if Consort Shu couldn't show it on her face, she must be extremely angry inside.

How could she not be happy and delighted?

At this moment, Lingyan had finished writing and put down her pen.

He then looked at the Seventh Princess, Eighth Princess, Ninth Princess, and Xie Zhiyi with a warm smile and said, "I need your help with this performance. Are you willing?"

The group readily agreed.

They then rose and walked lightly to Lingyan's seat.

Lingyan looked at everyone in the hall and said with a smile, "Everyone, we still need some time to prepare. Please make yourselves at home."

Her words carried a calm and confident air, making everyone eagerly anticipate the upcoming performance.

Everyone nodded in agreement and began to get busy.

Some raised their glasses in toasts, some chatted in hushed tones, while others focused intently on savoring the food on the table.

However, their eyes kept glancing in Lingyan's direction, clearly filled with curiosity and anticipation for the upcoming performance.

Time passed by unnoticed, and half an hour later...

Lingyan stood up, her face beaming with a bright smile, her voice clear and infectious: "Thank you all for waiting. Let's begin."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone's eyes immediately turned to her. They all stood up and stared intently at the center of the hall.

They were so curious and excited!

Lingyan will be performing "Prelude to Water Melody" today.

She had already shown the sheet music to the group, and they had fully mastered it and designed their respective performances.

She and several others walked toward the center of the main hall.

In that spacious hall, everyone's eyes were focused on the center.

Lingyan stood gracefully in the center, her red lips parted slightly, and a melodious song rang out, as sweet as a nightingale's song.

The voice seemed to possess a magical power, easily reaching the deepest part of everyone's heart, causing their soul to tremble.

On the left, the seventh princess sat gracefully in front of the guzheng with an otherworldly elegance, her jade fingers lightly plucking the strings, producing melodious sounds.

The beautiful zither music and Lingyan's singing complemented each other perfectly, creating a wonderful, dreamlike, ethereal atmosphere.

On the right, the Eighth Princess sat gracefully in a chair, holding a jade flute. The melodious flute music was like a gentle breeze, lingering and adding a touch of ethereal beauty to the entire performance.

The delicate notes intertwined between the singing and the zither music, enriching and moving the entire performance.

A few meters ahead of them, Xie Zhiyi, with her flowing sleeves and elegant demeanor, began to dance gracefully.

Every movement she made was incredibly graceful and delicate, like a willow swaying in the breeze. Her long sleeves fluttered and danced freely, as if telling a story of endless tenderness and poetry.

Her figure was as light and graceful as a fairy, dancing to the melody, her long sleeves fluttering like clouds, every movement exuding agility and beauty, just like a fairy descending to earth to "dance with her shadow".

On the other side, the Ninth Princess held a long sword that gleamed with a cold light. Her expression was firm and full of murderous intent. Her sharp and decisive swordplay carried a resolute momentum with every swing, and every movement was full of power and majesty.

The dance seemed to express boldness and passion, with an extraordinary momentum, like "drawing a bow like a full moon".

Her performance contrasted sharply with Xie Zhiyi's gentleness, yet they complemented each other wonderfully in this contrast.

Together, they gave their all in performing the classic "Prelude to Water Melody," their melodious singing, the babbling zither, the soothing flute, the graceful dance, and the swift swordplay intertwined and blended together.

The entire stage seemed to transform into a captivating and magical art world, dazzling and mesmerizing, leaving one unable to tear oneself away.

The audience seemed to have traveled through a time tunnel, immersed in that ancient and moving scene.

I was deeply moved by the perfect fusion of poetry and art, and I was completely captivated by it. My soul seemed to have left my body, and I was completely immersed in this unparalleled artistic feast, unable to extricate myself from it.

When the performance ended, all sound stopped.

Those present were still immersed in the exquisite performance, which was both poetic and picturesque, and both strong and gentle, and were so captivated that they could hardly come back to their senses.