My brother entrusted his child to me, and I livestreamed raising the baby, making the Empress cry wi

The dancers stopped in their tracks, bewildered and standing there.

"What lousy music are you playing! What kind of soft, limp dance are you performing!" Shu Jingwei glared angrily at the musicians and dancers.

"You have no spirit whatsoever! Where is the majesty of my Great Flame?! Where is its spirit?!"

The musicians and dancers were so frightened that they all knelt down with a thud, trembling, not knowing what they had done to offend the emperor.

"Change it! Change it to something rousing! Something majestic!" Shu Jingwei's chest heaved. "Play 'Breaking the Enemy's Formation Music'! Dance 'Breaking the Enemy's Formation Dance'!"

"Your Majesty..." Nian Zhichun, the manager of the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau), trembled as he came out of the banquet and knelt on the ground, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"The 'Breaking the Enemy' music... the dancers... have never, never rehearsed... and their costumes and weapons..."

"Practice now without rehearsing! If you don't have any weapons, go get them from my armory!" Shu Jingwei didn't give him a chance to finish speaking. She slammed her hand on the table again, her nails almost digging into the wood, and shouted in an unquestionable manner.

"I want to see it within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn! Otherwise, come to me with your head!"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty obeys!" The steward scrambled backward, stumbling and nearly tripping over the hem of his robe.

The room fell into a deathly silence.

The envoys looked at each other in bewilderment.

The courtiers all lowered their heads and remained silent, their eyes fixed on the tables in front of them, as if flowers had suddenly sprouted from the cold dishes.

An old minister secretly sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly.

What should have been a pleasant palace banquet has been ruined by His Majesty.

While the "Breaking the Enemy's Formation Music" and the "King Qin's Breaking the Enemy's Formation Dance" are indeed magnificent, they are used in the army to boost morale. To put them on this Lantern Festival banquet...

It's utterly absurd!

Moreover, in such a hasty situation, to have those delicate dancers wield halberds and swords...

It's utterly absurd!

Yao Jingyuan raised an eyebrow, feeling that Shu Jingwei's actions were truly inappropriate.

But he no longer thought about persuading her; she was hoping Shu Jingwei would make more foolish mistakes so he could take her place.

So he pretended to be timid and kept quiet in his seat.

Shu Rou shrank back, feeling that her mother was becoming more and more terrifying.

After an incense stick has burned.

A group of dancers, dressed in ill-fitting armor and wielding iron swords that were too heavy for them, began to perform the "Qin King's Battle Dance" in a flustered manner, accompanied by hastily assembled musicians.

The movements were weak, the shouts were feeble, and the clash of the iron swords was chaotic and disorderly.

Some even lost their grip on their swords, causing them to slip from their hands and accidentally hit their companions' feet, eliciting a suppressed cry of pain...

The scene was so chaotic and comical that it was unbearable to watch.

One of the envoys finally couldn't help but chuckle softly, then quickly covered his mouth with his sleeve, his shoulders still trembling slightly.

The court officials wished they could bury their heads under their desks.

How embarrassing! So incredibly embarrassing!

Shu Jingwei's face turned from pale to red, then from red to purple, her chest heaving violently, and her knuckles turning white as she gripped the wine glass.

She wanted to save face, but her attempt backfired, making her an even bigger laughingstock!

And all of this is because of that sky! Because of Lin Ye!

But he's hiding now, and there's nothing I can do about him!

Anger churned in her chest like lava, unable to find an outlet, burning her internal organs with pain.

She abruptly turned her face, directing her anger at the people she could reach—

"Guards! Drag all these good-for-nothings out of here! Give each of them fifty lashes!" Her voice was so shrill it almost tore the air apart.

"They can't even play a piece of music properly, nor can they dance well. What use are they to me!"

The musicians and dancers burst into tears, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Your Majesty, spare me! This servant knows her mistake!"

Fifty strokes of the cane can kill a person!

Someone bumped their forehead and bled, the blood mingling with tears and leaving two red streaks on their face.

Their desperate gazes swept over the surrounding ministers, like drowning people clutching at their last straw.

The courtiers, however, simply looked away, unable to bear it.

Shu Jingwei is in a bad mood right now, and no one dares to say anything.

Otherwise, their lives would also be in danger.

The musicians and dancers cried out for mercy as they were dragged away, their cries and pleas mingling as they gradually faded into the distance.

The entire banquet fell silent instantly, so quiet that you could hear the candlelight crackling, a silence that sent chills down your spine.

On the contrary—

On the sky, a new climax was about to begin.

The banquet was already halfway through, and seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Lin Ye clapped his hands, and the lights in the living room instantly dimmed.

The holographic projector, which had been fixed to the ceiling in advance, lit up, casting beams of light down.

Then, a lifelike scene began to unfold before everyone's eyes.

First, a deep, dark forest slowly emerged from the empty air.

Sunlight streamed down through the gaps in the leaves, forming beams of golden light. Fine specks of light floated within these beams, swirling slowly like scattered gold dust.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of moss, so green it looked like you could squeeze water out of it, with a few small white flowers dotting the ground, and even dewdrops hanging on the petals.

Then, a fawn ran out from deep within the woods.

Its fur is a warm brownish-gray, with light-colored plum blossom spots on its back.

The sunlight followed its back, streaming down from the treetops and illuminating every fine hair on its body.

The deer was running along when it suddenly stopped.

It turned its head, its large, bright eyes staring straight into the crowd—

I'm looking at its little pouch with curiosity.

Little Douzi exclaimed "Ah!" and subconsciously took a step back, but immediately realized that her godfather was still there and there was no danger. Thinking this, she even tentatively moved forward a little.

The fawn tilted its head and its ears twitched slightly.

Its nose was moist, and the fine hairs on both sides of its nostrils were clearly visible, just like a real fawn that appeared in the banquet hall, tilting its head to look at her.

Then, the fawn's mouth opened slightly, and a clear, soft sound floated out of its throat—

"Happy birthday."

Little Douzi's eyes widened instantly, and his mouth remained open for a long time.

She slowly and carefully reached out her hand, her fingertips touching the fawn's nose—

They went through it.

My fingers passed through the fawn's nose, through that seemingly damp black tip, but all I touched was the warm indoor air.

She withdrew her hand, stared at her fingertips for two seconds, and was somewhat confused as to why she could see them but couldn't touch them.

[Commoner Wang Xiao: What is that?! A person appeared out of thin air! No, it's not a person, it's a deer! A deer appeared out of thin air! And it can even speak human language! That deer must be a celestial beast!?]

[Chen Zi'ang, Compiler of the Hanlin Academy: When that deer spoke, the shape of its mouth and the sound were exactly the same... even the trembling of its eyelashes was lifelike... if this is an illusion, then the illusionist could probably even deceive heaven and earth...]

[Aunt Liu, a commoner: Oh my! The eldest princess reached out to touch it, but her hand passed right through! Is this real or fake?!]

……

In the West Garden, Shu Jingwei's face had turned pale.

She couldn't understand how the fawn appeared, nor could she comprehend how the lifelike environment surrounding it was achieved.

She suddenly felt that all her knowledge and experience, which she was so proud of, had become worthless in front of that little deer that appeared out of nowhere yet was so real.

Meanwhile, the holographic projection on the sky continued, and besides the deer, more and more equally realistic things began to appear one by one—

"Shut up!"