Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort-Chapter 78: Playboy, Useless Trash (3)

That sense of righteousness, the ability to alleviate an awkward situation, comforted the Emperor Qin and equally dimmed the Crown Prince’s gaze.

The coquettish face of Consort Jiang also showed a few more degrees of pride and arrogance.

Qin Jinhao stood at the center of the stage and respectfully bowed in the direction of Si Mo. Then he said, "Your Majesty, Jinhao has been too focused on cultivation in daily life, neglecting other talents. At present, I can only slightly satisfy with my zither skills to entertain Your Majesty. I beg Your Majesty not to mind."

After speaking, the Eunuch had already brought up the ancient zither.

Qin Jinhao gracefully took his seat, and his ten fingers gently plucked the zither strings.

It must be said that Qin Jinhao’s zither skills were indeed excellent.

Mu Qingge listened with her eyes down, tasting it secretly. It’s just a pity...

She shook her head almost imperceptibly. Mu Qingge scoffed at the lovesick emotions expressed in the music. If the music conveyed the sound of metal clashing and the ambitions of men, it would probably better reflect Qin Jinhao’s identity.

What a pity indeed.

Blame it only on someone for going on stage without using their brain. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Mu Qingge silently lowered her eyes and drank, making an evaluation in her heart.

When Qin Jinhao finished his piece, there was a sudden burst of applause around. But Si Mo didn’t show any sign of being moved, not even giving a single word of evaluation.

This result changed Qin Jinhao’s expression, and he left the stage dejectedly.

With Prince Rui setting the example, several sons of noble families stepped up next, performing what seemed like the usual acts. It all seemed so dull to Mu Qingge. Eventually, when the Crown Prince took the stage and skillfully wielded his sword, it still didn’t make Si Mo’s expression waver in the slightest.

The banquet seemed like it was about to end.

Mu Qingge thought she could finally go home to sleep.

Unexpectedly, a sneering voice suddenly came through: "Why doesn’t Little Lord Mu, known far and wide for talent, wish to showcase some skills for the Holy King?"

Mu Qingge famous for talent?

It should be infamous indeed!

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but let out sneers.

And the slightly tipsy Mu Qingge, upon hearing those words, opened her eyes abruptly, with no trace of confusion in her cold gaze. She effortlessly located the source of the voice.

Over at the He Family’s seats, she saw He Cheng’s sinister smile.

"Indeed! Given Little Lord Mu can’t cultivate, surely more time is spent indulging in pleasure. Why not have Little Lord Mu perform?"

Amongst the crowd, some noble family sons who were close to He Cheng also chimed in agreement.

Some people, though not familiar with He Cheng, vented their dissatisfaction with Si Mo’s indifference onto Mu Qingge.

"Yes, yes! Little Lord Mu’s infamous reputation is known all over. Being the number one libertine in Luodu takes skill too. Why not showcase it today, so we can learn a thing or two."

"We just don’t know if Little Lord Mu will perform a pursuit of the Oiran, or demonstrate how to run rampant."

The laughter of ridicule erupted, as if they all forgot Si Mo’s presence, and that they were in the Imperial Palace. They were only interested in venting their resentment on a useless trash.

"Why not have Little Lord Mu recite a poem? It’s said that Little Lord Mu is excellent at crafting verses on women."

The words of insult became even more unchecked.

The Emperor Qin seemed intentionally not to stop it, merely watching Mu Xiong’s increasingly ugly expression with amusement.

"You group of...them..." The plump Shao tried to rise in anger, but his brother covered his mouth, preventing his support.

The sons of noble families mocked Mu Qingge, treating her as a scapegoat. No one noticed the cold, piercing light in Si Mo’s eyes, as if watching this group of ignorant Qin Country ’pillars’ with a look of wanting to see the dead.