Disgraced Consort

This embarrassing atmosphere did not last long, but was eased by the sound of the banquet.

Xiyan only raised her eyes slightly when she saw the plan, and found that the water pavilion, which is located on the uphill, was not small.

In addition to the side on which they are sitting, the other side is a convex platform for viewing. On the side of the boss, there is a partition with a screen.

At this time, all the veils around the pavilion were put down, and occasionally fluttered with the cold wind, and you could see that when you entered the water pavilion, the ministers were still sitting in danger, even if they were seated, they were still.

Today's confectionery banquet, they are nothing but foils. Just like the Feng Yi Linshui Ting, a group of musicians playing the congratulations are nothing but foils.

The real protagonist is just four people in the water pavilion.

As the banquet opened, a court lady bowed into the pavilion to offer the best wine.

Xi Yan saw that the servant girl behind her was also holding a jade pot, and the glass bulb in front of her was filled with agar. These liquids had a slight amber luster, and Xuanyuan was raised aside. In the hands of Liulizhan, he said some polite congratulatory messages to Bailinan and Muyou.

Bailinan smiled and returned, but Muyou alone, her face was hidden behind the red beads, Xi Yan could not see the expression on her face, but, from her hand holding the Liuli lamp, it shook when she raised the lamp , Xi Yan knew that her heart could not be indifferent.

But in an instant, Mu Yao moved the glass bulb into the bead cover, raised his head, and swallowed it.

Xi Yan's hand also lifted the glass bulb in front of him, gently lifted the veil, and when his lips touched the wine in the bulb, he suddenly discovered that this is a cup of strong tea.

With only one touch of her lips, she put down the glass bulb, and the servant girl behind her leaned over to her ear and said softly:

"Niangniang, you can't drink alcohol while you are vegetarian."

The word was so light that it was only light enough that she could hear it, she smiled lightly, raised her glass bulb again, and drank the strong tea inside.

The entrance is bitter, but it tastes sweet.

Yes, sweet.

She likes everything sweet.

If life is destined to endure some hardships, then a little sweetness will make her feel that even if she survives, it will not be too hard.

As soon as he lowered the lamp, Mu Yao's voice was already heard in the water pavilion:

"The emperor Xie gave wine, and Mu Yao was willing to touch the piano to express his gratitude."

She said this very lightly, even lightly, Yu Yan's heart was still sluggish.

After meeting Mu Tao for so many years, she can understand the meaning in this sentence, which is a thank you and a heart.

Mu Yao is proficient in various musical instruments, especially good at playing pipa. The song "Phoenix" is famous all over the world.

Xi Yan's eye Hua Ning turned to Mu Yao, but when she saw her facing her, she smiled faintly, and there was only one kind of poignancy.

Bai Linan's voice came from the side:

"Yu, I heard that there is a song" Phoenix Heart ". At the beginning of the song, Wan Lai is still silent. I wonder if today I have the honor to listen?"

Yes, the reputation of this song has long been known.

However, they did not know that there was a dance with this song. The name of the dance was:

Evening dance.

The simple words are named after Xi Yan ’s ‘Xi’, because this is her own dance, just like, “Feng Luo Xin” is the song created by Mu Tao.

The only difference is that there have been many people who have heard of "Feng Luo Xin". Therefore, "Feng Luo Xin" has been spread by countless actors.

However, the only person who has seen the evening dance is Mu Yao.

Therefore, outsiders only know "Feng Luo Xin", but they don't know that it was originally equipped with dance.

However, after today, I am afraid that this dance will never be reconciled, so she wants to dance this dance last.

For the sake of admiration, but also for myself.

Because, this is the dance they composed with the best dream of the future.

"Emperor, the concubine is willing to dance and the song of Princess Fengxiang."

Speaking of these words, Xi Yan lowered her eyes. Such a manner is undoubtedly misbehaving.

But she wanted to jump.

Xuan Yuanyu was indeed kind enough for Xi Yan's lost request.

He looked at the petite woman in front of him, slowly stood up.

He watched, Mu Tao sitting in the Linxuan on the boss with the white jade lute in his arms.

One red, one white, such vivid colors, like the brightest spring flowers, blooming in front of him, so that he could not look away.

However, Bailinan naturally did not look away.

In other words, his eyes are more condensed on Xi Yan's body. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the smile on his lips added a bit of playfulness to being lazy.

The emperor's mind is like a vast sea.

As a concubine's mind, perhaps, after all, it is just a silhouette of a small corner in the sea.

Mu Yao's eyes were Hua Ruoshui, looking at Xi Yan with a faint smile. Then, she lowered her head slightly and plucked the strings, and a song "Feng Luo Xin" slowly sounded.

Linshui, cold in winter.

The scenery is beautiful, the people are beautiful, and the music is more beautiful.

That sound is just a whisper of inexhaustible utterances, and the endless chanting of destiny.

She didn't use Serie A, but the precise vibrating string and the slightest shift of the sound were shocking enough.

Who would have thought that the well-known "Phoenix Heart" originally originated from her hand?

Just like, who would have thought that the yin and yang mistakes of the last Yuan Festival were all unintentional and unintentional?

But it was a mistake that reminded her of her heart.

At this moment, it was her first time to play this song for the man, which was derived from her commitment at that time.

For the last time.

Even though his and her promises have become meaningless because of this mistake.

No matter how complicated the tune is, she handled it neatly under her slim and delicate fingers. She pressed the strings in one hand and dialed the five strings in the other. The bow was always low and she didn't want to lift it.

She knew the string early, but she couldn't look up.

She is scared.

She was afraid to see the man.

Fear, all thoughts, under the gaze of the man, will be lost.

Today, everything is too late, irretrievable, irreparable!

She was close to that happiness, very close, very close.

However, still lame.

Slightly close her eyes, her heart can taste a kind of desolate taste.

The mellow tone of the soothing pharynx flowed out of her fingers. She hoped that the man could understand it, but she also hoped he would not understand it.

At the moment, with a small remake in the middle of the song, the jade arms were relaxed and the spins turned slightly.

Dance is beautiful because of movement.

Heart dances with dance.

Her twirling pace and slightly mournful music sounded like a clap.

The heart should respond to the string, the hand should respond to the heart, turn left and right without tire, and the turn is endless.

This artistic conception suddenly reversed with a treacherously high tune.

Suddenly, the music environment changed greatly.

She meticulously played these complicated turning points. Although it was the climax of the entire song "Feng Fengxin", this time it turned extremely tight, and the tight points, each turning point passed quickly and frequently.

Xi Yan as a dancer can't hear it right, but her dance must be in harmony with the song. Moreover, she also danced the climax of the "Xi Dance", which is 28 rounds, with the toes on the ground, Dance to the circling of a gesture of evening beauty.

For ordinary dancers, at most ten turns are the limit, and the essence of the evening dance lies in the tightness and tightness of the turns.

Only such tightness and denseness can bloom into a beautiful evening flower.

However, Mu Tao's tunes changed suddenly, 28 rounds, he couldn't step on the beat at all.

Xi Yan's toes were stagnant, but she could only follow the song.

She originally recovered from the cold, and when she turned to the twenty-fifth, she felt that she couldn't get enough power. However, Mu Tao's tune did not relax, but it was more eager.

Mu Yao's palms were sticky and wet, and a stringless string burst out of a string. Her chest suddenly felt stuffy and her fingertips couldn't stop.

At this moment, a long and distant flute sound suddenly came in, blending into this fast-moving music, with the softest strength, dialing the previous howling, like a drizzle, moistening the world, gently touching the bottom of the heart The softest part.

The warm and melodious flute sounds everything without any hindrance, only let everyone's heart taste the bright and gorgeous spring flowers.

Under Mu Di's eyes, with the sound of the flute, a clear tear finally fell, and his fingers slowly twisted, the melody slowed and became lighter, and finally Liao Liao.

However, after Xianyan finished the 35th rotation, as soon as her toes were soft, she was about to turn into a position where the stamens were blooming, but she couldn't hold her back and fell down.

She still didn't jump to completion.

This song by Mu Tao, although there was something wrong with it, was helped by the sound of the flute.

What about her?

She really shouldn't be brave or fight thirty-five rounds.

But why, suddenly, did she want to get a perfect score?

The body did not touch the ground as expected, but then fell into a warm embrace.

Very warm, very warm.

Xi Yan's lower abdomen suddenly felt a trace of pain. This kind of pain has never been seen before.

Her hands covered it subconsciously, and the dizziness caused by the rotation was slightly improved in front of her eyes. This improvement was seen by her, and the warm embrace that supported her came from Xuanyuanyu.

At this moment, on her face, there was no flattering, shy and refusing, or even coquettish that ordinary harem women should have at this moment.

Because the meaning of Xuanyuanyu to her is just an emperor, and she is one of his many concubines.

She just needs to rely on him to continue to maintain everything in the palace.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

She also knows that Mu Tao's abnormality just stroking the piano is related to Xuan Yuanyu.

Therefore, even if she is his concubine in name, she is unwilling to be in his arms in front of Mu Tao.

She narrowed her body slightly, and the dancer's flexibility made her easily retreat from Xuanyuan's arms, slightly relieved that she was about to bow down and salute the embarrassment. People have been hugged by Xuanyuan.

His palms were very hot, and even with a thin dress, she could still feel the heat and pour into the skin one by one.

Xuanyuan hugged her and smiled apologetically towards Bailinan, saying:

"The drunk concubine is recovering from a serious illness and barely dances, making Anan smile."

Bai Linan smiled faintly:

"The dance of the talented drunk concubine is indeed exquisite, and I am very eye-opening."

"excuse me."

Xuanyuan hugged her tightly and walked directly to the Accord behind the screen.

He walked so anxiously, so anxious that even one eye was stingy before giving it to others.

Among them, Mu Tao also includes a white jade pipa in her arms and a string with blood beads impregnated on it.

When the sound of the flute harmonized, the string was broken, and only her piano skill could still play the piece without breaking the string.

However, the flute sound dissipated the depression in her piano sound, but it did not change, the depression in her heart.

Yes, depression.

When Xi Yan danced the dance, she was not happy at all.

Even though, in the past, they often played together and were always so happy.

However, today is indeed different.

Because, she clearly saw that Xuanyuan's eyes were deeply focused on the evening face dancing to a white light. Such evening face made her feel jealous for the first time.

She didn't believe it, she fell in love at first sight, so she didn't want to believe it.

It was only when she saw him again that she realized that she was still wrong.

Heart, sour.

The song "Phoenix Heart" originally turned out to be doomed from the day she started to compose her emotions as she said in the song.

The wandering is just sadness.

Fingertips, it hurts.

As Xuanyuan embraced Xi Yan and disappeared after the screen, her heart hurt together.

The pain made her even walk slowly to the side of Bai Linan, unaware of it.

It wasn't until he whispered in her ear with a magnetic voice that she recovered.

"Qu is very good, but your mood is not suitable for playing again."

He saw through her too.

Yeah, so straightforwardly embodying emotions in the song, anyone who understands the temperament can hear, not to mention, is it him?

A whistle flute can dissolve the string sound of her falling into the heart. His temperament is far higher than her, how can he not hear it?

She withdrew her finger that had been pressing the broken string. When she was about to lift her lips, she heard an unsuppressed voice from a woman in the Accord behind the screen, as well as a man, a slightly heavy breath ...

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