Chapter 339 Why didn't he just use his internal energy to overturn this Imperial Garden?

Pei Ji stared at her for two seconds, then released her hand with a hint of helplessness.

"You'd better be."

He must have seen wrong. How could such a tiny little dumpling have that... kind and gentle feeling, like an old person?

The little dumpling chuckled, palm up, and stretched out her hand to him, begging for a drink: "Brother Pei Ji, I want a drink."

The little dumpling looked at him expectantly, making it impossible for him to refuse. Pei Ji opened the cork, handed her the small earthenware jar, and instructed, "You can only drink a small sip, no more."

"Okay, okay."

Sheng Sheng happily leaned closer to the jar to sniff the aroma again. In the strong fruity fragrance, she could smell peaches and grapes, but couldn't detect anything else.

Sweet and mellow, with a hint of alcohol, it whetted Sheng Sheng's appetite, making him smack his lips involuntarily.

Pei Ji watched her little movements with amusement. The tassel on the hairpin got caught on the end of her hair as she moved, and Pei Ji gently raised his hand to take it off for her.

Having smelled the aroma enough, Sheng Sheng lifted the earthenware pot, tilted his head back, and took small sips.

The mixed fruit flavors exploded on the tip of the tongue. I smacked my lips and tentatively swallowed. There was no harshness of alcohol as I had imagined. Instead, there was a sweet taste. Only after the sweetness did I barely taste the alcohol flavor.

But this faint taste of alcohol was just right for Sheng Sheng; any more would be unsuitable for her to drink, and Pei Ji wouldn't give it to her to drink.

Sheng Sheng's eyes lit up, amazed by the taste. She couldn't help but drink a few more sips, and the more she drank, the more intoxicated she became. She wanted to sneak a few more sips, but Pei Ji grabbed her chin and took the pottery jar back.

"I promised you I'd only let you taste it, you're not allowed to sneak a sip."

Sheng Sheng watched helplessly as the wine was taken away, and obediently said, "I didn't mean to steal a drink."

The taste was still lingering in his mouth, but he could only stubbornly refuse to admit it.

Pei Ji nodded obediently: "Yes, no."

He stuck out his tongue guiltily.

Pei Ji rubbed her head and suddenly said, "The internal strife in the Song Kingdom is serious now. Although it is not as good as before in many aspects, it has also created many factions with different and conflicting positions, making the situation in the Song Kingdom difficult to move forward."

She looked at him quietly and listened attentively to what he was saying.

“However, there are advantages to a mixed bag of people.” Pei Ji smiled. “As long as you find a delicate balance, you can cleverly ‘fight fire with fire.’”

"Um……"

Sheng Sheng seemed to understand, but not quite. He could grasp the meaning of Pei Ji's words, but he hadn't yet fully understood the essence.

Just as I was about to ask more questions, I heard a gasp of surprise from the other side.

"My God, where did all these flower petals come from?"

"Is someone scattering flower petals? But there's no one."

"It's so romantic to see these flowers falling."

There's some juicy gossip!

Having heard there was some juicy gossip, they forgot all about their immediate problems and hurried toward the bustling crowd.

What's wrong? Did your brother confess his love in public?

Sheng Sheng looked over excitedly and saw that above the red pavilion, petals were falling from the sky, swaying and drifting in the wind, scattering all the way from Xie Yunchuan to the entire Imperial Garden.

Xie Yunchuan raised his hand, his fingertips long and slender like jade. With a gentle plucking and strumming, the clear and melodious sound of the zither flowed out like a spring, and petals fluttered around him.

At first, the melody was soothing, like spring rain nourishing all things, while the pink and white petals on the branches outside the pavilion were just swirling gently. But when the force on the strings subtly shifted, a sharp inner strength was hidden within the seemingly gentle sound.

Xie Yunchuan's wrist dipped slightly, and a faint white shadow swept across the strings.

The next second, as if an invisible hand gently brushed the surrounding branches, all the blossoms on the tree fell to the ground.

In the Imperial Garden, petals of various colors fluttered like a sudden rain, yet not a single one fell within three feet of him. The petals beyond three feet were held up by a gentle force of energy, transforming into a dense and dazzling rain of flowers.

The moonlight was bright, and the lanterns in the Imperial Garden also cast a warm yellow glow.

The petals fluttered in the air, their beauty indescribable.

"What a joke!"

Sheng Sheng blinked in shock and reached out to feel the wind. "There's no wind."

There really wasn't any wind; the tree above her head barely moved!

How did these petals fall? Did the wind blow where Xie Yunchuan was, but not elsewhere?

Just as she was wondering, a few scattered petals slowly drifted towards her.

Sheng Sheng reached out and caught it, tilting her head. "Huh, the wind blew this way?"

Pei Ji pinched a petal and explained, "It was the Second Prince who used his internal energy to knock the petal off."

"Ah, I see."

Sheng Sheng blinked and looked at Xie Yunchuan.

Well, at least her birthday was fully utilized.

Moonlight, a garden, and a gentle melody of "Spring River Flower Moon Night" are all elevated to a romantic peak by the abundant petals that sweep over everyone.

Xie Yunjia gently blew away the petals she had caught, muttering softly, "Those who know will know that Second Brother is playing the piano, but those who don't will think it's some kind of talent competition."

Even the flower petals are raining down; Second Brother, relying on his abilities, is capable of anything.

Why didn't he just use his internal energy to overturn the entire Imperial Garden?

It's unbearable to look at.

Xie Yunjia shivered, muttered under her breath, and turned to look at Li Manyan. She thought Li Manyan would either be as confused as she was or as excited as the other young ladies.

Unexpectedly, Li Manyan was neither of those two.

Li Manyan sat upright, her back ramrod straight, quietly watching the person playing the piano through the falling petals.

Xie Yunchuan intentionally controlled the direction of the petals, his face occasionally peeking out from among them, making him clearly visible to those in that direction.

A gentleman, as beautiful as jade, plays the zither under the moon, amidst fluttering petals, the zither's melody is melodious.

Okay, Xie Yunjia admits that even the most corny moves look exceptionally fresh when used by good-looking people.

Moreover, this move was indeed somewhat innovative, and Xie Yunchuan's performance was exceptionally good.

Li Manyan seemed completely oblivious to the petals, showing no sign of being affected at all.

While others were catching flower petals, she remained intently listening to the music.

Or perhaps... he wasn't listening to the music, but looking at people?

Xie Yunjia was speechless.

Well, it seems like he really did give his second brother the screen.

Xie Yunjia silently abandoned her plan to drag Li Manyan along to complain, and sat quietly to the side.

Lu Yixue, watching Xie Yunjia from a distance, couldn't help but laugh when he saw her silently catching the flower petals.

However, Lu Yixue wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the music had become inexplicably sharper after he laughed.

Lu Yixue looked at Xie Yunchuan again in confusion, but as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he listened carefully again and found that the music was no different.

Lu Yixue didn't take it to heart. While everyone's attention was still on the flower petals, he looked at Xie Yunjia again.

He was probably distracted and didn't listen, which is why he misheard.