The Evil Consort Above An Evil King Novel

Di Fuyi stretched his legs lazily and said, “You can have one glass if you sing well.”

“I want two!”

Di Fuyi frowned, “No one can bargain with me.”

“Three!” Gu Xijiu stretched out three fingers into Di Fuyi’s face.

Di Fuyi was speechless. This little girl was a fast learner!

He smiled, “Alright, sweetheart, as long as you’re happy. You must sing well though! Otherwise, I’m going to punish you.”

“What kind of punishment?” Gu Xijiu naturally asked.

“Uhmm… Since you’re so fragile, I won’t be too harsh on you.” Di Fuyi pondered and then took out a light blue crystal bottle.

There was a solution inside the crystal bottle, “Drink this. You need to drink this if you don’t sing well, one glass of Forgettable War (it’s a drink).”

Forgettable War?

Gu Xijiu looked at the bottle. Needless to ask, that must be a random lousy name created by the Celestial Master Zuo spontaneously.

“Is that poisonous?”

“No, I’m Celestial Master Zuo, how could I do such an evil thing to a little girl? That’s what a jerk would do!” Di Fuyi was upset that she even asked.

“What’s that then?”

“You’d know when you drink, sing.”

People sing to earn money, but she sings to drink. Gu Xijiu realized she was a weird, but she was depressed and thought singing might help her to feel better.

Therefore, she began to sing.

She knew the Celestial Master Zuo knew many things and even suspected her identity. However, he had no evidence to prove it despite having tried to test her in many different ways.

Luckily, she knew not to pick a modern song.

She had a sweet voice which was almost as good as most celebrities.

Not to mention that Di Fuyi was an amazingly skilled person. He could play a beautiful piano tune by knocking on the wine glass with his jade hammer! It was a perfect match!

As Gu Xijiu finished singing, she frowned and asked, “How’s it?”

“Terrible!” Di Fuyi gave her a one-word comment. He poured the light blue solution into her glass and said, “Drink it!”

Gu Xijiu remained stationary, “Terrible? Why? You should give me a reason.” She felt that she sang quite well, despite his offensive comment!

Di Fuyi looked at her and asked, “What’s wrong? Not happy? Others might not even be able to get my opinion even if they are willing to pay me in gold.”

Gu Xijiu laughed, “I have nothing to pay you with, but it seems that you intentionally set a trap for me if you don’t explain. I’m not going to compromise.”

“Fine, I’ll make you shut your mouth! You missed a tone in the middle of the third sentence, you shouldn’t have vibrated your voice, but you did. Also, you couldn’t catch the beat at the last two verses.” He was listing a few of mistakes in details as though he was a professional music director.

Gu Xijiu was stunned and kept staring at him, “Have you listened to this song before?”

Had Long Siye sung it to him before? Otherwise, how was he able to point out those mistakes even though she only missed one note?

“No, this is my first time. The melody and lyrics are quite good, but there are some flaws…”