Ye Qingcheng was originally a top agent from Huaxia Country. During a mission, she was betrayed by her comrade and died, her soul transmigrating to Great Xia Country. Shortly after marrying into th...
"Don't make promises you can't keep, or you'll regret it later."
"You... Hmph, fine, if I lose, I will kneel for a day."
Ye Qingcheng shook her head after hearing this.
kindness?
"Then what do you want?"
"Alright then! I don't want to make things difficult for you. If you lose, you will say in front of everyone in the capital that you are a mistress and only fit to be a concubine."
"You...you bitch, what did you say?"
At this moment, Ye Qingyao was completely enraged by Ye Qingcheng's words.
She never expected that Ye Qingcheng would address her as a concubine today, which would make her lose face in front of all the noble ladies in the future.
But after thinking it over, she took a deep breath.
"Fine, fine, Ye Qingcheng, you shameless woman, how dare you insult me again and again! Then watch how I make you the laughingstock of the entire capital."
"Alright, I agree. But if you lose, you will not only have to kneel in front of the Duke's mansion for a whole day, but you will also have to slap yourself in the face and say to everyone in the capital that you are a slut."
Ye Qingyao said with a ferocious expression.
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingcheng nodded without hesitation: "Okay."
"snort."
Seeing that Ye Qingcheng had agreed, Ye Qingyao snorted coldly, sat down, and raised her hand to play the zither.
At that moment, Ye Qingyao's fingertips brushed across the strings of the zither, and she looked up to give Ye Qingcheng a cold smile.
Then.
His fingers began to pluck the strings, gradually increasing the speed, demonstrating skill and elegance.
In an instant, the melody of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" resonated throughout the garden.
Everyone was completely captivated by her music.
Ye Qingcheng listened attentively, nodding occasionally.
Indeed, Ye Qingyao truly lives up to her reputation as the most talented woman in the capital. Her music is elegant, flowing, and deeply moving.
clang!
As the last note faded, Ye Qingyao's playing stopped.
Although her playing stopped, the beautiful tone still lingered in everyone's ears.