Staying the Night at Flower Full Building

Not only Miss Qin Qing, but even Mo Wuyan and the others beside her stopped what they were doing and turned their gazes to Zhuge Xiang. They were also very curious about how Zhuge Xiang would respond. Although they found it hard to accept that he would belittle Miss Qin Qing's musical skills, they also wanted to hear why Zhuge Xiang would say that Miss Qin Qing's beautiful music was not beautiful.

"Although I don't understand music, I remember someone telling me when I was young that music is a way for a person to express their emotions and inner feelings. Only music played with true feelings can truly touch people's hearts. I listen to your piano playing, and although it sounds beautiful, it lacks emotional investment and sounds pale; it's just decadent music."

"Emotional investment? The best music is the kind that touches Human Heart?" Mo Wuyan and the other Inner Sect Disciple looked at each other in bewilderment.

They didn't understand music, they just thought Miss Qin Qing's piano playing was beautiful and pleasant to listen to. They initially thought Zhuge Xiang was talking nonsense when he belittled Miss Qin Qing's piano skills, but now they seemed to be intimidated by Zhuge Xiang's words. Zhuge Xiang's words might not be without reason.

Boom!!!

If Zhuge Xiang's words only made Mo Wuyan and the others think he was bluffing, then for Qin Qing, it was nothing short of a bolt from the blue, leaving her completely stunned.

The Hundred Flowers Palace is a cultivation sect affiliated with the Yin Yang Demonic Palace. All its disciples are women, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Although Qin Qing considers herself exceptionally skilled in music, if she were truly Genius Disciple of the Hundred Flowers Palace, why would she be out in public, selling her smiles in this Flower Full Building?

When Qin Qing left Hundred Flowers Palace, she was still dissatisfied and even questioned on the spot why her Stage Name, but many people who were not as good as her could stay and cultivate in seclusion, while she had to leave Hundred Flowers Palace.

Back then, the elders of the Hundred Flowers Palace gave Qin Qing a very simple answer, which she still Memory vividly.

His musical skill was extraordinary, yet his playing was pale and powerless, devoid of any emotion. This was the answer his elders had given him that day. For years, Qin Qing couldn't understand how musical skill could be linked to a person's emotions. He was even more resentful that disciples with inferior skills had been allowed to stay. But today, Zhuge Xiang's criticism of him was exactly the same as that of his elders. Could it be that he had been wrong all these years? Could it be that emotions could truly be poured into the music of the zither?

With her beautiful eyes fixed on Zhuge Xiang, Qin Qing's voice became increasingly urgent. She grabbed Zhuge Xiang and asked urgently, "How exactly can one pour one's emotions into the music? Do you know, Young Master Zhuge? I beg you to tell me, and I will be eternally grateful."

"I've said it before, when it comes to music, I'm completely clueless," Zhuge Xiang replied, shaking his head. He paused slightly, then continued, "However, as far as I know, to become a true music master and play Human Heart pieces, one must have extraordinary experiences. For example, to play a sad piece that can bring tears to the listener's eyes, the player must have experienced the hardships of life. To play a cheerful piece, the player must also be in a joyful mood. All of these are related to life experiences..."

"Miss Qin Qing, when you play cheerful tunes, do you feel joy in your heart? I seem to only hear paleness and emptiness in them, as well as some faint yet overwhelming resentment." Finally, Zhuge Xiang shook his head and spoke in a softer and softer voice. Finally, with a thud, his head hit the table and he passed out drunk.

Qin Qing's graceful and supple body froze completely. Looking at Zhuge Xiang, who was slumped on the table, fast asleep and seemingly unconscious, Qin Qing remained silent. However, every word Zhuge Xiang uttered was like a sharp arrow, piercing through Qin Qing's pride and shattering the sense of glory she had gained from endless praise over the years. Every word Zhuge Xiang stirred up a storm in the depths of her heart.

Seeing that Zhuge Xiang had actually passed out drunk, Mo Wuyan and the others shook their heads inwardly. Although his cultivation was good and his talent was extraordinary, he was, after all, a newcomer who had just left the Asura Headquarters. He was only a sixteen-year-old boy, and his alcohol tolerance was no match for them, these adult men.

"Miss Qin Qing, Junior Brother Zhuge misspoke at the end of today. If he has offended you in any way, please don't take it to heart." Seeing that Zhuge Xiang had passed out drunk, Mo Wuyan stepped forward and, together with the other Inner Sect Disciple, helped Zhuge Xiang up on both sides, preparing to get up and leave.

"Young Master Mo, you're too kind. Young Master Zhuge's words have given me a sudden realization, like a morning bell. I should be the one thanking you," Mo Wuyan's words brought Qin Qing back to her senses. She shook her head and said, her face no longer showing any anger.

As they spoke, Qin Qing's gaze fell on Zhuge Xiang, who was drunk and unconscious. After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly said, "It's getting late, and I think Young Master Zhuge is already unconscious. Why don't we let him stay at Flower Full Building? He can leave tomorrow after he sobers up."

"Ah!?" Qin Qing's words made Mo Wuyan and the others widen their eyes.

Miss Qin Qing is renowned throughout Yanling Commandery, with countless young talents yearning for her favor but unable to win her heart. She is also known for her icy demeanor, making it difficult for anyone to gain the upper hand. Yet, tonight, in the dead of night, she has actually offered to let a man stay at her place.

Looking at Zhuge Xiang, who was completely drunk and unconscious, all the Inner Sect Disciple, including Mo Wuyan, felt an overwhelming sense of envy. If they had known that getting drunk would bring such treatment, they should have all pretended to be drunk at least once.

"Oh dear, why is the Heaven and Earth spinning?" Just then, an Inner Sect Disciple suddenly spoke up. As everyone's attention was drawn to him, this disciple also slumped onto the table, muttering, "I can't take it anymore, this wine is too strong, I'm completely drunk."

"Alright, it's getting late, and this young master is drunk. Gentlemen, you should take him back to sober up quickly," Qin Qing said, glancing at the man before taking the drunken Zhuge Xiang from Mo Wuyan and the others and holding him in her arms.

Seeing Zhuge Xiang being pulled into Qin Qing's arms, his cheek pressed against her ample chest, creating a striking curve, Mo Wuyan and the others secretly swallowed hard. Then, they kicked the drunken disciple beside them impatiently, "Alright, stop pretending to be dead. Get up, or we'll throw you into the mass grave."

"Ah, you guys are too ruthless!" The Inner Sect Disciple, who had been drunk and slumped on the table, suddenly raised his head upon hearing Mo Wuyan's words. There was no trace of drunkenness left. He then gave an awkward laugh, bid farewell to Qin Qing, and left the Flower Full Building with Mo Wuyan and the others. (To be continued...)