Chapter Forty-Eight: Our Dongyue is a friendly and kind coun

was wrong! Big Brother, please don't be angry with me, okay"Su Ziyi was taken aback, a mixture of amusement and bewilderment on his face. He immediately took her hand, a faint smile playing on his li..."Thank you for your concern, Eastern Mountain Fifth Princess!" The words came out almost gritted from between his teeth. Xuan Yuan Luo Chen couldn't blame Su Qing Ying because if he did, it would mean denying he wasn't a saint. But that would indirectly confirm he was the one who had wreaked havoc for a thousand years! This damned woman, she truly infuriated him.

"Don't mention it, don't mention it. We in Dongyue have always been a friendly and hospitable nation." Su Qingying waved her hand grandly, that shameless look almost made people gnash their teeth in anger.

On the other side, Lan Xin Yao, who was eagerly awaiting Su Qingying's punishment, stared in disbelief with her beautiful eyes wide open. Did they just let Su Qingying off so easily Even after she spoke so brazenly, Xuan Yuan Luo Chen didn't punish her Damn it, what good fortune had she encountered

Taking a deep breath, Xuan Yuan Luo Chen desperately suppressed the rising anger. After several deep breaths, he finally spoke: "Distinguished guests, you have traveled far and wide. As the host, Xi Ming will naturally entertain you well. If there is anything lacking in hospitality, I hope you will bear with us. Today, I invite all of you to gather in Yu Garden. Firstly, I hope to accompany you to appreciate the beauty of a hundred flowers. Secondly, I hope that amidst this beautiful scenery, we can add some elegance. All of you are famous young talents from various countries. Your writing skills must be extraordinary. If someone can surpass all others with their talent and win the top prize at the Flower Appreciation Banquet, I will bestow upon him the ancient moon qin, a renowned instrument throughout the land."

As soon as the name Gu Yueqin was uttered, the room fell silent, stunned into stillness.

As soon as Xuanyuan Luocheng spoke, two eunuchs carefully carried a table covered with a red cloth to his desk. Waving his hand to signal them to retreat, Xuanyuan Luocheng grasped one corner of the red cloth and swept it away with his arm, revealing a dazzling ancient qin to everyone's sight.

The body of the qin is a dazzling crimson, decorated with several sprigs of empty valleys orchids, adding a touch of elegance. Even from three feet away, one can smell the faint fragrance of wood from the qin.

A few transparent strings were quietly connected to the body of the qin. In the sunlight, they shimmered with brilliance, clearly made of silkworm silk—a treasured instrument indeed.

"This is truly the world's most precious ancient qin, the Gu Yue Qin!"

"To witness the true form of Gu Yueqin today is truly a blessing in three lifetimes."

"Does Emperor Xi Ming truly intend to use the Ancient Moon Harp as the centerpiece of today's banquet"

"...."

Looking at this scene, Su Qingying was a little dumbfounded.

This piano is good, but why are so many people showing expressions of covetousness and surprise

She glanced at Su Ziyi beside her, only to see a hint of reluctance on his face. Su Qingying couldn't help but whisper, "Ahem, Your Highness, is the ancient moon qin very powerful What's so special about it"

There's no way. The original owner's memories hold nothing about this piano.

Su Ziyi finally withdrew his gaze from Gu Yueqin, knowing she didn't understand its significance. He explained, "Gu Yueqin is a treasure beyond compare. Legend has it that it can allow one person to lay siege to a city and conquer a nation, kill invisibly, and even strike targets thousands of miles away. It’s the ultimate prize coveted by everyone in the world. Sadly, these are all just rumors. No one has ever truly witnessed Gu Yueqin's power, nor has anyone ever plucked its strings, regardless of how profound their internal energy."

Su Qingying smacked her lips, "So awesome! But, if no one can pluck it, isn't it just an ordinary guitar"

Alas, even those with inner strength can't move it, let alone someone like her who has none. It seems she's out of the running.

But this guitar seems pretty valuable, I wonder how much it could sell forho had just woken up, heard the words of her heartthrob whom she had admired for many years. Her heart shattered into seven or eight pieces in an instant. She stomped her foot and ran away crying. Zha...