Feng Beichuan then began to play haphazardly, completely disregarding his coordination with Bai Ruohan. He would sometimes play the wrong notes, and sometimes jump from one section to the next. In short, he made the once beautiful "Qingshui Yin" a chaotic and unpleasant piece.
Bai Ruohan was able to manage at first, but later she completely lost her composure. She tried her best to keep up with the rhythm, but Feng Beichuan was just playing randomly. Finally, in her frantic state, she suddenly stumbled and fell off the stage.
The moment Bai Ruohan fell, she leaned back with all her might, which could have prevented her from falling off the stage. However, Bai Ruobing suddenly stepped on her skirt from behind. Bai Ruohan struggled violently, and with a "ripping" sound, the piece of fabric was torn into rags.
Now it was truly beyond repair. Bai Ruohan was both angry and anxious. Her face flushed as she looked at Feng Beichuan and then at Bai Ruobing, unsure of who to blame first. In the end, she could only glare fiercely at Li Chang'an before returning to her seat.
Bai Ruobing was secretly delighted that she had avenged her great grudge. She thought to herself, "This time I've made you look bad. I'll show you that I'm not someone to be trifled with. Let's see if you dare to use me again!"
Feng Beichuan didn't even bother to glance at Bai Ruohan. He simply ordered someone to put the zither away, feeling quite pleased with himself. He turned to look at Li Chang'an, wanting to claim credit, but Li Chang'an only gave him a faint look before continuing to chat with Liu Furong beside him.
She had always been rather cold towards Feng Beichuan, but Feng Beichuan didn't mind. He turned around to see how Bai Ruohan would handle the situation this time.
"Let her continue to target Chang An. This time, she's made a fool of herself in front of everyone. Given Bai Ruohan's pride, she'll be too ashamed to show her face for quite some time!"
Liu Furong gloated from the side, and deliberately spoke loudly so that others could hear her, making Bai Ruohan even more ashamed and indignant.
She turned her head and bumped into Liu Furong, who was looking at her with disdain. A surge of hatred welled up in her heart.
"Tch, what are you glaring at me for? I know you have eyes."
Seeing the woman's sinister gaze, Liu Furong couldn't help but curl her lips in disgust and retort.
Feng Beichuan sat down nonchalantly, his face expressionless, completely ignoring Bai Ruohan behind him, whose face was flushed red with shame and anger.
Bai Ruohan was initially pleased with herself, thinking that the fact that the person was willing to play the zither for her was the biggest gain from attending this palace banquet.
Perhaps that person had noticed the existence of this woman without even realizing it.
Bai Ruohan felt a chill in her heart. Looking at the man's usual calm expression, she couldn't help but give a self-deprecating bitter smile. Her lips were still numb from being bitten, and a metallic taste filled her mouth, but she seemed oblivious to it, only continuing to look at the man with that desolate gaze.
It was all just wishful thinking on my part.
It's all fake!
Feng Beichuan silently avenged Li Chang'an, feeling extremely pleased with himself.
Those who dare to bully you should think carefully about whether they can bear the consequences.
"Miss Bai is truly a wonderful person. Her figure is as light and graceful as a willow, and she is indeed a good candidate for dancing."
At this moment, Zhao Ruyue quickly spoke up to save the situation. The others present naturally did not dare to offend the Imperial Noble Consort, so they also echoed her sentiments in a few scattered words.
Bai Ruohan was still deeply troubled. With a pale face, she went up to Emperor Xingchang and Zhao Ruyue, bowed, and then excused herself from her seat, saying she was feeling unwell.
Seeing his beloved daughter in this state, Bai Yuanshan was extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
He is the prime minister of the country; how can he leave his seat at will?
Moreover, almost everyone is now watching his Prime Minister's mansion make a fool of itself, with his two daughters experiencing one mishap after another. This is undoubtedly a slap in the face for the Prime Minister's mansion, and if they were to lose their composure at this critical moment, they would undoubtedly become a laughingstock.
Fine, let her be!
Bai Yuanshan couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He then silently comforted himself, telling himself that his Han'er should be alright, it was just a small storm, and his daughter, the Prime Minister's daughter, would surely get through it.
It's a pity that all the preparations made for today, despite all the careful planning, went awry at the crucial moment.
And so, after Emperor Xingchang smoothed things over, the matter was considered closed.
Looking at the empty seat next to her, Bai Ruobing felt very relieved. This must be what they call the cycle of karma.
Bai Ruohan clearly brought this upon herself. She even dared to secretly frame me just now, and now look what's happened, she can't stay here anymore. She deserves it!
Feng Beichuan kept staring at Li Chang'an with a smile. The more he looked, the more he felt that this woman seemed to be even more beautiful than usual today. The light blue fabric that shimmered slightly made her skin look like cream and her eyes like stars.
Seemingly sensing the burning gaze, Li Chang'an involuntarily looked towards it. Upon seeing the man's ambiguous smile, he quickly looked away, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face, like a budding flower with a touch of shyness.
Perhaps because he had drunk some wine, Li Chang'an felt that his cheeks were slightly hot, so he made an excuse to go out to sober up and get some fresh air and temporarily left the table.
Liu Furong looked at the woman's departing figure with some surprise, thinking to herself, "This person clearly hasn't drunk much wine, so how come she's already a little drunk? Could it be that the mighty female war goddess has a poor alcohol tolerance?"
No sooner had Li Chang'an left than Feng Beichuan also hurriedly departed from his seat.
After going outside, Li Chang'an felt a little better, and the slight burning sensation on his cheeks gradually subsided. He gazed at the koi in the pond not far away and couldn't help but be a little lost in thought.
"Is Your Highness drunk? Hmm, you don't seem to have the capacity for alcohol you used to have..."
A slightly mocking male voice suddenly came from behind him. Li Chang'an snapped out of his daze, glanced at the other person indifferently, and turned to go back without saying anything.
"Why does Your Highness avoid me like this? It's so upsetting!"
Feng Beichuan stepped forward, blocking Li Chang'an's path, causing the latter to frown slightly: "I'm afraid the Regent is the one who's really talking nonsense?"
"As the saying goes, it's not the wine that intoxicates, but the person themselves. If I get drunk, Your Highness will have to take responsibility!"
Feng Beichuan suddenly leaned close to Li Chang'an and whispered in her ear with a light smile.
Li Chang'an took a step back to create distance between them and said coldly, "The Regent is of noble status and dashing demeanor, and many women admire him. Why then does he keep pestering me like this?"
"Why? Can't the princess really see it? I don't believe it."
Feng Beichuan also stopped smiling, staring intently into Li Chang'an's eyes as he spoke, word by word.
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