Zixuan hurriedly explained: "No, no! It is a great honor for Zixuan to have a banquet with the emperor. How could Zixuan not like it! It's just a little flattered."
Seeing that she was cautious, like a worried rabbit, Yan Li felt distressed, so he couldn't help but put it on her fragrant shoulder and cast a comforting look.
"Princess, don't panic, just treat it as an ordinary dinner, that's all. Since you entered the palace, I have never sat at a table with you alone, and I want to make it up to you."
A bright moon shines in the sky, illuminating the entire Forbidden City as brightly as day.
In Fengwu Palace, there were no dancers dancing Jianwu and soft dance, nor was it listed as a grand occasion for ministers to accompany them to drink. It was just a small table, Yan Li and Zi Yan were sitting side by side, with a few maidservants and eunuchs serving them, and under the wall, a court lady was playing a pipa, the melody was soft and melodious, like the night rain fading away, Like running water.
From the whole look, it doesn't look like the emperor's night banquet, but more like an ordinary wealthy family eating supper and listening to music.
"Princess, what do you think of her playing?" Yan Li asked, pointing to the maid playing the pipa.
Zixuan lowered her head slightly: "It's very nice to play, as if you are in a music scene. The sound is gentle and mellow, like big pearls and small pearls falling on a jade plate. It sounds like a special enjoyment. Just like the fine wine in front of you, Makes people mesmerized."
Yan Li said: "It is said that in your Tianchi country, women are good at singing and dancing. The princess must be able to sing and play. But now that your foot is hurt, you can't dance. Can you sing a song for me, or play it?" A song?"
A modest smile appeared on the corner of Zixuan's mouth: "The music of our Tianchi country is just the sound of Zheng Weizhi, which is comparable to the music of Dajing country, it is orthodox and elegant!"
"Don't be a local!" Yan Li said, "The ancients went to the folk to collect music to seek the people's feelings. After listening to your music, maybe I can imagine the folk customs and national conditions of Tianchi country."
Zixuan didn't refuse any more, the maid handed the pipa to Zixuan, Zixuan tuned it, and it jingled, and then she bowed to Yan Li:
"Your Majesty, Zixuan made a fool of herself today!"
The ten fingers are pointed, and the wrists are as bright as jade, gently brushing over the strings of the pipa, as if after a gust of evening wind, the pipa will make a clear sound. At the beginning, it seemed that the water was still gurgling, as if you were in the south of the Yangtze River where Wu Nong spoke softly. Then, the tune became faster and faster, and the hands became heavier and heavier. Later, it seemed that you heard tens of thousands of horses scrambling, and the iron tools protruded. As if being on the battlefield, one hundred thousand cavalry from both sides charged and fought, and hearing it made people's blood boil and their blood pulsed.
In the end, the tone softened again, clanging and gurgling, like a few raindrops, like a few birdsong, suddenly splashed again, and then stopped abruptly, making people have endless aftertaste and chewing again and again.
After a long time, Yan Li just clapped his hands: "Okay, okay! I know the people's feelings of your Tianchi country when I listen to Zixuan's playing. There are times of softness and times of boldness. There is a clear distinction between love and hatred, and iron bones. I like people with this personality.”
Zixuan returned the pipa to the palace lady, sat next to Yan Li, and said with a smile: "Actually, people, whoever has a bright personality and a gloomy personality, it's just more or less."
After listening to that song, Yan Li fell in love with Zixuan more and more, and there was a lot of tenderness in his eyes.
"Then what is the main temperament of the princess?"
Zixuan thought for a while: "It's better to be brighter! Actually, I love to laugh, and I like to walk around. The emperor also knows that in Tianchi country, there are mostly grasslands, and we can ride horses wherever we want, without any restraint."
With bright eyes and bright teeth, and a flowery smile, Yan Li couldn't help being dumbfounded looking at Zixuan.
Zixuan was seen flustered, and said weakly: "Your Majesty..."
Yan Li suddenly came to his senses and took a sip from his wine glass.
"I have a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not."
Zixuan said: "The emperor is the monarch, so there is nothing to ask."
Yan Li thought for a while: "If I want to send you back to Tianchi Country, will you go back?"
when!
Zixuan's left hand suddenly trembled, and the wine glass on the table fell to the ground.
"Zixuan, you... what's wrong with you?"
Tears flowed from Zixuan's eyes and rolled down her snow-white face, Yan Li couldn't bear to look at her so pitifully.
"Could it be that the emperor doesn't want Zixuan anymore? Or think that Zixuan is not worthy of staying in Fengwu Palace, right?"
With resentful lips and desperate eyes, how many men will be heartbroken when they see it.
Yan Li panicked, not knowing whether to reach out to wipe her tears: "Princess, you... why do you think so?"
Zixuan cried: "Now the whole Tianchi country knows that I married Dajing country as a concubine. I have been here for less than half a year, and the emperor sent me back to the country. How will the people of the country think of me? How will my father and brothers think of me? They will definitely think that I My hot-tempered nature won't please the Emperor, which is why the Emperor sent me back. Your Majesty, the day you send me back to Tianchi Kingdom will be the day when Zixuan commits suicide!"
What Rong Changan said is correct, Zixuan really does not want to return to China; if she is sent back by force, she will definitely die.
"Zixuan, don't cry. I'm just discussing with you. I see that you have no interest in the palace. You are bored. I think you miss your father and brother's family, so I want to ask you if you want to go back. If you don't want to go back, I How can I force you!"
Only a little light of hope appeared in Zixuan's eyes.
"Zixuan misses her father and brother, but since she has come, she is the emperor's woman. Zixuan doesn't care about her status. I don't care whether the emperor gives me the imperial concubine or the wife. What I care about is just wanting to be you." woman."
Zixuan's words came from sincerity, and Yan Li's heart softened. He finally dared to reach out and wipe the tears off Zixuan's face.
"Don't cry, let's see how you cry! It's like a tearful person. If you don't want to go back, I will hold a conferring ceremony for you in a few days, so that you can officially become a member of the palace."
Now people in the palace still call Zixuan "Princess", which is equivalent to having no status.
Zixuan was sobbing and bursting into laughter, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"
But Yan Li didn't want to bestow Zixuan as a noble concubine, because becoming a noble concubine would divide the power of the harem. Yan Li felt ashamed of Rong Chang'an in his heart, and wanted Rong Chang'an to be in the harem with supreme power. Not to be shaken.
Zixuan touched her face, the tears just now must have messed up her makeup. Then he left the table and bowed his knees.
"Your Majesty, Zixuan goes to change clothes first, Your Majesty can do as he pleases!"
Yan Li nodded: "Zi Xuan, let's go!"
After turning the screen, Zixuan left the side hall, went up the steps, and came to the sleeping hall. I moved the bronze mirror to the right, and was about to remake my makeup in front of the mirror. Suddenly, a figure jumped in from the door, as fast as a nine-tailed fox.