Travel To The World Of Ca Li
Desire of Music in the Expanse of the Sea of Flowers
The dinner that formed the formality for the lameness took place a little awkward at the beginning but became more comfortable when the wine jugs were turned, making the messenger troupe drunk to faint and have difficulty walking.
The next morning, after finishing breakfast—Xiu Qixuan immediately visited Yao Yunmei's place. Today was his schedule for studying palace literature and memorizing the names of nobles and ruling ministers in the empire.
Taking the munchies silently with his hands, Xiu Qixuan began to ask indifferently. "Yunmei jiejie, why don't you want to be the crown princess? In addition to the love and political reasons that your family is neutral. If you're the first lady, that's not too bad either."
Yao Yunmei immediately raised his gaze, the smiling expression at the corner of his mouth looked smooth and pleasant. "Is this some kind of compliment to me?"
With a grin, Xiu Qixuan replied. "Just be surprised. You chose Da'ge instead - me compared to a ruler. But, I admit that you're thinking ahead." He poked his body slightly and whispered low. "The crown prince must have kept a lot of flowers on his bed. If you're with him, there's only commotion and harem intrigue, right. For example like poison, maternity difficulties, death or the lightest is the framing to lock you up in a cold palace."
Seeing his busy gossiping behavior, Yao Yunmei spread out her hands and slammed her finger hard on Xiu Qixuan's forehead making the girl complain. "Regardless of what rumors you're thinking. That is true. Is not like the ancient poem. The woman locked up in the palace can no longer feel happiness forever."
Yao Yunmei, she had a natural dignified attitude as a hostess, her every move had exceeded expectations.
A serious glint flashed across Yao Yunmei's eyes, his face turning grim. When suddenly his mind was recollected. "First Prince, Shen Chuan Min. And my aunt Yao Yufei. An example of those who end up suffering because of a place called the imperial palace." Lips murmuring.
With a frown between his eyebrows, Xiu Qixuan responded in confusion. "What?"
Yao Yunmei's face lifted, she looked depressed as she spoke bitterly. "The First Prince is my cousin. Ah, maybe right now his existence is almost forgotten."
The First Prince of the Empire was the son of Yao Yufei the prime minister's younger sister. Yao Yufei was a princely empress who was then Shen Zhenning's official wife because she died before Shen Zhenning was elevated to the status of Emperor.
First Role, Shen Chuan Min lost the right to succession to the throne when at the age of ten he fell from the racetrack and suffered lifelong paralysis in both legs.
Xiu Qixuan's eyes were shocked, she stifledly exclaimed. "So, the Crown Prince is the second son and the current Empress was once only an escort concubine."
Xiu Qixuan did not know much about the imperial family. Now he must study it even more deeply because there are so many secrets of their birth that are complicated.
Taking a deep breath, Yao Yunmei again acted violently as a teacher concerned with matter, he hit the book and said; "We'll discuss it all later in the day after you learn the political power of the noble families."
Xiu Qixuan's pretty face immediately shriveled in torment, she instantly focused on the piled up copy of the book.
Yao Yunmei's eyes smiled, for some reason he was always comforted by Xiu Qixuan's existence. Although this girl did not really intend to entertain people. But, his every behavior always affects the people around him.
Her beauty could indeed attract the attention of people in an instant. Its nature is sometimes flat, sometimes cheerful also charming. That's what they always worry about. How do I take care of this girl?
"I just received word from home. My two younger sisters also participated in the prince's empress selection competition." Yao Yunmei said to tell, his voice sounded indifferent.
Xiu Qixuan took a quick glance to think about it and asked; "What kind of people are they?"
The corner of Yao Yunmei's mouth was raised with difficulty, his forehead wrinkled to think hard; "They... Ah, I don't know. We're not too close."
Xiu Qixuan suddenly cleared her throat, and said. "I understand. They must be girls who should be virtuous like you. Your talk must not flow because it is equally rigid to maintain dignity." There was a witty humor in his eyes aimed at Yao Yunmei.
"Don't get sucked. Quickly finish the lesson." Yao Yunmei glared sharply. "Just then we'll have to take the dress to the tailor for tomorrow's wear to Guifei niang niang's banquet." His eyes narrowed.
"Ouch.yeah, yea. Dear jiejie yunmei." Grunting Xiu Qixuan rolled her eyeballs.
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The night came....
Xiu Qixuan lay on the bed and moved back and forth in search of the most comfortable position. He could not fall asleep, his eyes did not want to close even though his body wanted to rest.
He got up from the top of the bed to put on his outer clothes, then immediately stepped lightly out through the bedroom door. Since he could not sleep, he better go out looking for the night breeze or to the kitchen to pick up the remaining snacks.
The moonlight tonight is very bright. Its silver color hangs over the horizon of the night sky. His light spread all the way to the land, scattered like strands of silver carpet along the way.
Walking unguidedly under the moonlight, Xiu Qixuan felt her mood much more comfortable due to the gentle and light sensation of the spring breeze.
Suddenly, as Xiu Qixuan stepped up to turn into the main corridor— saw a shadowy figure that he once recognized was walking in the darkness of the night carrying a lantern in his grasp.
"Dad?" Xiu Qixuan's mouth muttered confusedly with her face wrinkled looking at Xiu Haocun.
In silence he immediately followed Xiu Haocun's footsteps leading to the back of the residence garden.
In the garden of the residence there is a special garden guarded by a connecting gate made of iron and it is always locked. Xiu Qixuan did not know what was inside. But what he knows is that the place or garden always gets special treatment and care from the head of the household.
Pushing the gate, Xiu Haocun stepped back after opening the lock. Xiu Qixuan followed slowly.
A few steps ahead, Xiu Qixuan seemed to smell the scent of the flaming flowers. Following the fragrance of the flowers, he walked all the way to the end. His eyes shone brightly when he saw the sea of flowers that looked unreal. He momentarily forgot that he was currently running the role of a stalker.
He felt immersed in a sea of flowers that looked like an illusion. The fragrant aroma was intoxicating as the wind grew stronger.
The flowers are colorful, large and small, filling each other but also competing for blooms.
Walking in the middle of the sea of flowers, Xiu Qixuan heard the sound of the whirling melody carried by the wind. Both of Xiu Qixuan's legs immediately followed the origin of the voice.
On a lonely night, he saw the figure of Xiu Haocun sitting under a tree staring blankly at the flower bed growing on the ground.
Xiu Haocun's lips blew the skin of the leaves like a natural flute, draining the swish of the tone and forming the rhythm of the song. The music he played felt cold, like a fishing boat lost in the vastness of the ocean, alone. It was the part that made people feel hopelessly cooped up in a lonely snare.
The music suddenly stopped, but, Xiu Qixuan was still stunned into the abyss— couldn't break away from her song.
"Hiding like a rat. Come here, Xuan'er..." Xiu Haocun said towards him.
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