With her spatial ability to raise beast husbands, the wicked female becomes the darling of the group

Chapter 256 Alertness
Dong Baishang's outburst, disregarding the occasion, drew everyone's attention to her as soon as she finished speaking.

"This Miss Dong is quite bold."

"Exactly, how could she say something like that in a place like this? Does she have a death wish?"

"Anyone who said Dong Baishang had a good personality before, I think he's a madman."

"It's such a pity for Young Master Duan. He was such a good young master, but Dong Baishang ruined him."

"This was Young Master Duan's own choice, so he can't blame anyone else, sigh..."

Everyone looked at Duan Tingxuan and sighed with emotion.

“Dong Baishang’s status is so low. If she hadn’t married Duan Tingxuan and the Dong family had gained some status, she wouldn’t have been qualified to attend the palace banquet at all, let alone dare to yell at Miss Su.”

"Yes, she's not only the current head of the Su family, but she also holds military power and real authority. How could she dare to ask Miss Su to perform a talent show? If she really had any talent, that would be fine, but it's said that Miss Su has no talent at all. She's deliberately humiliating her..."

Everyone was worried for Dong Baishang.

Duan Tingxuan turned to look at Dong Baishang, his eyes turning cold and sharp. He hadn't expected her to act so crazy and unruly at the palace banquet.

Dong Baishang met Duan Tingxuan's gaze with a defiant and arrogant expression.

The pain in Duan Tingxuan's fingers on his side intensified.

He wanted to say something, but in this situation, the wife's words left no room for the beastly husband to refute. If he spoke, he would only become a laughing stock for more people. He himself didn't care, but what about the Duan family?

Duan Tingshu's eyes reddened as he looked at his elder brother.

"Father, Mother, she's gone too far."

"My brother's hand is bleeding, what should we do? Will his hand be ruined?"

The Duan family head held Duan Tingshu down and said, "Don't speak carelessly in this situation. The key is the Empress's attitude."

Dong Baishang didn't care about other people's opinions or views at all; she just didn't want Duan Tingxuan to have an easy time.

She even thought that this was just part of the palace banquet performance, and the Empress wouldn't say anything.

Su Muyao's lips curled into a sarcastic smile. Asking her to perform a talent? Why doesn't Dong Baishang just fly to the sky?
Shouldn't she perform a sword dance and pierce her with a single sword strike?
She had no intention of getting involved in Dong Baishang and Duan Tingxuan's affairs. To her, they were all insignificant people, less important than strangers.

But now that Dong Baishang has run into her line of fire, she shouldn't blame her for being impolite.

Shen Ci'an narrowed his long, narrow eyes dangerously. "Who does she think she is, daring to speak ill of the wife?"

Xiao Jihan coldly said, "You're courting death."

Just then, Liu Mengyan stood up and said, "Today's palace banquet is to celebrate the great victory at the border. Everyone has shown their talents. I am honored that Miss Dong thinks so highly of me. I will make a fool of myself."

Liu Mengyan was originally quite talented and famous, but she had never formally danced before.

At this moment, Dong Baishang brought it up, which gave her a chance to perform; otherwise, if she had said it herself later, it would have seemed like she was deliberately showing off.

That's perfect.

Liu Mengyan took the initiative to stand up and perform her talent. She was neither angry nor annoyed by Dong Baishang's words, and her good temper won everyone's praise.

"Miss Liu has such a good temperament; she doesn't even get angry."

"Miss Liu is gentle, kind, and exceptionally talented. However, none of us have ever seen her dance so beautifully before. We are in for a treat today."

Everyone present looked excited and expectant as they gazed at Liu Mengyan.

Hearing everyone's praise, Liu Mengyan smiled faintly.

Jiang Mochuan felt dizzy when he stood up; he was really feeling unwell, but Liu Mengyan didn't care at all.

"Mo Chuan, thank you for playing the piano for me in a bit."

Jiang Mochuan nodded, then went to play the zither. Liu Mengyan danced a beautiful and moving dance, which, combined with Jiang Mochuan's zither music, was truly stunning.

"As expected of Miss Liu, her dance moves are truly beautiful."

"Absolutely, I was still enjoying it."

"But what's wrong with Young Master Jiang? He played a few notes off-key on the zither."

"do not know."

After the song ended, Jiang Mochuan felt a metallic taste in his throat. He realized that he might have suffered internal injuries, and his face turned even paler.

No one noticed whether he was injured or looked unwell; everyone's attention was solely on Liu Mengyan. And Liu Mengyan never once glanced at him.

The uncomfortable feeling in Jiang Mochuan's heart grew stronger and stronger.

At this moment, his gaze involuntarily fell on Su Muyao.

She was whispering something in Wen Nanxi's ear, and they looked very intimate.

Wen Nanxi looked at her with tender and doting eyes, the affection in his gaze was too obvious.

This has never happened before.

Wen Nanxi used to seem gentle and peaceful, but in reality, she was the most difficult to approach, and her eyes were devoid of any warmth.

But things have changed now. Not only has he changed, but Hua Linye and the others have changed as well.

The harmonious atmosphere made Jiang Mochuan feel extremely uncomfortable, and he didn't understand why.

After Liu Mengyan left, everyone's attention turned to Su Muyao.

"Miss Su certainly can't perform any talents, can she?"

"She simply can't."

Just then, Su Muyao stood up and said, "Today's palace banquet is of special significance, as it is to celebrate the great victory at the border. I will perform a piece in a special way."

"However, we need to prepare some things."

Su Muyao originally had no intention of performing, but seeing Liu Mengyan's appearance, she worried that Liu Mengyan might have some secret methods. If she won and the Empress personally adorned her with flowers, Liu Mengyan might assassinate the Empress. Even if Su Muyao was prepared, she might not be able to defend herself against it.

Someone like Liu Mengyan possesses magical artifacts, and must also have foolproof methods of killing; she must be on guard.

So the only way is to prevent her from winning.

As for Dong Baishang, she would settle the score later.

Fortunately, performing one's talents is an honor in the Beast World.

The Empress was overjoyed and said, "Granted."

Immediately afterwards, the things that Su Muyao had prepared were moved to the main hall.

In the very center is a drum, surrounded by several vertical drums.

This is a dance that Su Muyao saw in an old video during the apocalypse.

Everyone looked surprised when they saw this.

Su Muyao had already changed into a red dress with flowing sleeves in a room next to the palace.

When she stood on the drum with her pipa in hand, her red dress was like fire, and she was like a blooming peony.

Everyone in the palace looked at Su Muyao, wondering what she was going to do.

Su Muyao then began to play the pipa.

Su Muyao was playing the pipa piece "Ambush from Ten Sides," which she intended to play as a prelude to the assassination, serving as a warning to everyone.

Those who can understand what they hear and see will understand; those who cannot understand need no further explanation.

As the music began, the weather instantly changed, as if a dull war drum came from the distant horizon, striking people's hearts and causing them to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, the playing technique became faster and faster, with increasing intensity, as if thousands of troops were fighting. The melody of battle burst forth, carrying a powerful force, as if instantly transporting everyone in the palace to the battlefield.

At the palace banquet, the previously sluggish crowd suddenly straightened their backs, their spirits involuntarily tensing up, and they felt an involuntary sense of exhilaration.

They looked at Su Muyao, never knowing that she could play the pipa so well, that her musical skills were so good.

It surpassed everyone else; it was a melody they had never heard before.

It's now grand and magnificent, no longer the gentle, lingering tune that makes people drowsy.

Just then, the pebble in Wen Nanxi's hand moved, its force sweeping across and landing on one of the vertical drums. Su Muyao's pipa music ended, and with a flick of her water sleeve, she struck the drum that Wen Nanxi's pebble had hit.

The "thump...thump" of the drums seemed to strike the very tip of one's heart, causing one's heartstrings to vibrate in unison.

(End of this chapter)