Otherworldly Evil Monarch Chapter 1104 - The Vinegar Vats are All Overturned…

Chapter 1104: The Vinegar Vats are All Overturned…

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Looking at Jun Mo Xie, Miao Xiao Miao felt somewhat guilty in her heart. Because she knew that no matter how much effort Mo Jun Ye put in, this Evil Monarch before her had already moved far ahead of him.
A 19 years old Saint Venerable!
The Lord of the Evil Monarch Manor, the Evil Monarch!
All the fame and power, in addition to his age… there was no doubt that he would be a legend in this world!
Even if Mo Jun Ye had the legendary Free and Natural Physique, he still started way too late. To even reach Jun Mo Xie’s current cultivation, he would still need at least another 100 years! At that time, the world would be completely different…
But I won’t let my Jun Ye compare with this fellow… hmph, this Jun Mo Xie is no doubt a huge playboy! He already has so many great beauties by his side, and he still wants to have designs on me…
Miao Xiao Miao thought angrily. As her thoughts traveled here, she suddenly felt that Mo Jun Ye was much better than Jun Mo Xie… How devoted is my Jun Ye ah… whether it is towards that Elder sister, or to me!
“I truly envy you…” Guan Qing Han said lightly. Those words were truly from her heart.
Miao Xiao Miao smiled and shook her head. “Elder sister Guan is too nice. Who doesn’t know what Manor Lord Jun did for you that time, using his frail strength to stand up against the Xue Hun Manor and even challenged the entire Tian Xiang, not hesitating to kill even if blood flowed like a river! Elder sister Guan, to have a man go so far for you, you are even more worthy of my envy…”
Hearing this, Guan Qing Han’s expression also softened considerably. Thinking back to what Jun Mo Xie had done back then, she felt a warmth surge through her heart. Looking at Jun Mo Xie, her eyes filled with emotion…
It was him, who changed her hard and painful existence! And given her happiness… As a woman, what else does she still have to be unhappy about…
The envious gazes of the crowd suddenly shifted to Guan Qing Han…
“Little sister Xiao Miao, your husband even composed a song for you? Could you… let us hear it? All of us sisters know a bit about music and have some accomplishment in it.” This sentence from Mei Xue Yan was clearly to create some trouble for Jun Mo Xie.
From the looks of it, only Ling Meng, Guan Qing Han, and Han Yan Meng knew something about music. As for the other girls, they didn’t have much interest in such stuff. Dugu Xiao Yi was an extremely active person who could not sit still to learn music. Furthermore, she was born in a military family and knew more about wielding spears and swords…
As for Ke’er, if Young Master Jun had transmigrated a few years earlier, he might have managed to groom her into a talented girl proficient in literature and the arts. But unfortunately, Jun Mo Xie had come too late, neglecting her. In addition, this lass had been bent on being a helping hand to him, so whenever she had any extra time, she would spend it on cultivation. Where would she have the time to learn about music…
“Xue Yan…” Jun Mo Xie looked helplessly at Mei Xue Yan and said in a pleading voice.
“What are you calling me for? Before this, us sisters still felt that you were an acceptable person. But the moment there’s someone to compare with, it’s easy to see which one is the trash! For the sake of fairness, you better go and compose a poem and write a song for each of us sisters! Look at other people’s husbands, so talented and devoted! If you can’t do it, hmph hmph, you should understand the consequences very well yourself!” Mei Xue Yan said huffily.
With a loud gulping sound, Jun Mo Xie collapsed onto the chair and leaned there in a lifeless manner…
“That’s right that’s right, big brother Mo Xie, you must write for us as well! If you can’t do it, or if you can’t write it well, keke…” Dugu Xiao Yi also snarled and threatened.
“Sisters, this kind of matter cannot be rushed… as the saying goes, everyone has his weak points as well as his strong ones. Everyone has different things that they are good at ah! If Manor Lord Jun is not good in this area, there’s no point forcing it. The literary arts and cultivation are both reliant heavily on talent.”
Miao Xiao Miao smiled gleefully and jumped out to save the situation. “One needs to have a long period of practice and nurturing, as well as very deep refined background. There’s a need for extensive research, and to be proficient in all areas… hur hur, sisters, there’s no need to force him too much, it wouldn’t be good if Manor Lord Jun is put in a difficult position…”
Jun Mo Xie held his face in his hands in a pained manner as he curled up on the chair like a boiled shrimp.
Heavens ah, is this still called persuasion?
“Little sister Xiao Miao, there’s no need for you to be too concerned about this matter. If Mo Xie can’t do it, we also can’t do much to this Evil Monarch. At most, we can only ignore him!”
Mei Xue Yan smiled lightly and said. “How about we listen to the song little sister Xiao Miao’s husband wrote for her first? We are not unreasonable people, so we’ll just set that as our benchmark. Sisters, what do you think about that?”
“Great idea! I’ll go and get the Qin!” Dugu Xiao Yi stood up with a whoosh sound and ran out.
Use the song that my Jun Ye had written as a benchmark? Looks like this Evil Monarch is in trouble…
Miao Xiao Miao looked sympathetically at Jun Mo Xie, but her heart was bursting with glee!
Brat, your Xuan cultivation and your status is high, but compared to my Jun Ye… hur hur… how can you be a match?
You dare to have designs on this young miss? See if I don’t play you to death! Miao Xiao Miao had already decided that when the Qin is brought out later, she would definitely do her best and bring out her best standard! It would be best if she could make this Jun Mo Xie suffer a little…
Dugu Xiao Yi’s speed was extremely fast, and in a short moment, the pitter-patter of her footsteps could already be heard as she brought out an ancient looking Qin.
Everyone looked towards Jun Mo Xie, their eyes cold and unsympathetic.
If disasters came from nature, something could be done to counter them; but if they were of one’s own making, one was done for! Right now, Young Master Jun was exactly a person who was done in by a disaster of his own making!
Jun Mo Xie sighed heavily, his breath filled with lamentation…
Dear Heavens ah, great Earth ah, why is my life so bitter?
Miao Xiao Miao sat before the Qin and plucked at the strings, causing a bright sound to ring out…
“Good Qin!” Miao Xiao Miao’s eyes lit up as she gasped. This ancient Qin was even better than the one she had back in the Misty Illusory Manor!
“This Qin is made with Dragon Resonating Wood, and the strings are made with the tendons of the Violet Dragon of the Ocean Depths, intertwined with the silk of the Snow Silkworms. The materials were gathered by Mo Xie and it was hand crafted by me.” Guan Qing Han said with a slight smile.
“Elder sister Guan is indeed an amazing genius!” Miao Xiao Miao looked at Guan Qing Han with respect in her eyes.
To be able to play the Qin was nothing difficult. As long as one was a young lady from the aristocratic families, they would know how to play. But the art of crafting the Qin, was a completely different matter! To be able to craft a set of musical instrument like this with great acoustics, beauty, and accuracy, was something that was exceedingly difficult!
“Please forgive the minor skills of this little sister.” Miao Xiao Miao sucked in two deep breaths and lightly ran her jade-like fingers across the chords, causing a beautiful sound to ring out.
The musical notes began to fall into place, and the crowd felt as if they could see flowers falling from the sky, covering the earth…
Song of the Burial of Flowers!
The sound of the Qin began to rise…
This was just the beginning of the song, and Guan Qing Han and the rest were already lost in the beautiful melody.
“Flowers fade and fly, and flying fill the sky…” Miao Xiao Miao sang lightly, her voice drifting with the sound of the Qin. The image of Mo Jun Ye’s voice and his smile appeared before her once again, and she only felt a sweet feeling filling her heart. This sad and doughty Song of the Burial of Flowers had actually turned into a song filled with happiness and contentment when sung by her.
With her heart blooming with happiness like that, she naturally gave a different spirit to this tune. The original mood of the song was gone, but even so, this was already sufficient!
A moment later, the sound of Qin died down and disappeared.
A patch of silence hung in the entire room, and only the lingering sound of the music remained in everyone’s ears.
After a long time, Mei Xue Yan sighed heavily and said, “What is the name of this song?”
“Song of the Burial of Flowers.” Miao Xiao Miao replied.
“This song… was it really… composed by your husband for you?” Although Guan Qing Han who had a deep knowledge about music was filled with praises for the song, she also found something strange about it. “This song is undoubtedly a classic piece, but… for it to be written by a man who loves his wife deeply… it’s somewhat unlikely…”
Miao Xiao Miao’s face turned red, and she couldn’t reply. This song had indeed been written by Mo Jun Ye, but it was only written for the sake of the competition at that time. How was it written for her? Initially, she had boasted like that because she wanted to ward off the perverted Evil Monarch. But who would have thought that the sharp ear-ed Guan Qing Han would have such high understanding of music that she could even tell the original meaning of the song even though she had already changed its mood when she played it? This question had truly stumped her…
Just as Guan Qing Han had said, this song was definitely not the kind of song that lovers write for each other…
The girls exchanged knowing looks and smiled. Although they didn’t know the exact reasons, they would not pursue the matter.
And because of this rendition, the animosity of the crowd towards Young Master Jun had lessened greatly. As long as this song was not written directly for somebody else, everything could be discussed!
Following that, the crowd asked a few more questions, and requested for Miao Xiao Miao to recite the poem that Jun Mo Xie had composed as well.
Miao Xiao Miao instantly sat up excitedly. She was naturally excited to have the chance to showcase the talents of her husband in front of her new friends.
When the poem ‘The Rogue-Colored Tear’ rang out, all the girls were stunned! Numerous pairs of large beautiful eyes swivelled towards Jun Mo Xie in an instant. Who would have thought that this number one debauchee of Tian Xiang was such a cultured person!
But the most unforgivable thing was…
There were so many girls at home, but not only was he not making any efforts to make them happy, he even displayed such a strong performance when wooing girls outside!
Could it be that the flowers grown at home were really incomparable to the wild flowers found outside?
Or perhaps it’s the thinking that the girls at home had already been locked down and would not run away, which was why there wasn’t that much need to pay as much effort?
Truly intolerable!
This ‘hidden skill’ that Young Master Jun had shown was enough to thoroughly enrage the crowd!
The anger that had just subsided slightly had risen to a new peak once again!
When the poem ‘Though man bow and live according to the will of the heavens, they might beget no salvation; those who defy the heavens should look to the skies and laugh! Who can be like me, creating great billows in the world with a point of my sword? The Sun and Moon are in my arms; watch as I rise above the crowd with my excellence…” The rage of the crowd soared to an uncontrollable extent in an instant!
Unable to sit still any longer, Young Master Jun could only resort to the last method in the Thirty-Six Stratagems 1 …
“Erm, that, Miss Miao, can we… talk for a moment?” Jun Mo Xie gestured weakly. He was already finished. This time, the vinegar vat had been completely overturned…
“I have no interest in talking with you!” Miao Xiao Miao snorted and turned away, clearly not intending to bother with him.
“Huh? What do you want to talk to little sister Miao for!? Are there any important matters that cannot be said in front of us sisters? If you want to talk with her, that’s fine. But you have to pay up the debt that you owe to us sisters first!” Mei Xue Yan said emotionlessly, her two eyes staring unrelentingly at him.