ZHAO JUREN'S LAST LOVE
CHAPTER 44. Party In Sadness

WEIYAN PALACE (YANZHI)

New year celebration day in Yubei city, the atmosphere of the city is not as lively as before when the new year party.

"We will still celebrate the spring festival as in previous years." Decree Your Highness Yan Yue.

The defeat of the Yanzhi troops at the border, the success of the city of Yichen in the capture of the enemy until the death of their pride commander, made the Yanzhi State feel the new year this time is so sad.

But as Empress Xiao Yi said, "The dead will still die but the living must continue to live."

The mourning period may be over but the sadness and gloom are still lingering.

Banquet welcomes the new year, bright lanterns hanging in Guangli Hall, delicious food is provided although not as abundant in previous years.

The sleeves of dancers who usually fluttered like clouds were also invisible in Guangli's hall, except for singers and music performers who remained present and carried out their duties.

New Year songs are still sung even though they are different and tasteless.

"Let's start this ceremony." His Highness Yan Yue was on his throne, he was wearing a black brocade robe, on top of which were embroidered dragons in a circle of golden threads, accompanied by the five-colored sun and moon and brocade clouds, on his head he wore a tall crown of green kumala gilded with gold, his hair curled, his sword-like eyebrows slid into his temple.

"Welcome to everything in Guangli Hall, let's celebrate this year's feast with much hope and do'a, our country will be chocolates restored. Our country becomes stronger even though we fall. We will rise soon and recover with new strength."

Pulling the corner of her lips trying to smile, she sat in the first seat to the left under the singasana, next to her the empress Xiao Yi sat in her elegance, in a color-like attire with Her Majesty, it's just that in addition to his robe embroidered with gold thread there is a red peony flower motif in some parts.

The two of them graciously hosted all the civilian and military officials in the palace who were present that night.

Although the winter weather outside is very cold, the snow suddenly falls in thick snow, the weather in Yanzhi is unpredictable even though it is in early spring.

Border wars may be at a standstill but not completely, in the south there is news some tribes want to establish their own state.

The result of the war was never good, on the border many were starving due to the war, in some districts the harvest failed while in Youwu north the rivers overflowed as usual.

The king's lingering grief was of little influence in the internal court, the civil and military ministers vilifying each other and secretly competing against each other.

But all that does not reduce the crowds and luxury that appears in Weiyan palace, colored glass as beautiful as brocade cloth, delicious food is still provided on the table serving guests.

The face of the beautiful woman who was present that night was like a kumala, the waist was slender graceful like a liu tree, the wine vessel was poured out, the jiang incense like honey, the jiang incense like honey, more than a thousand white cowhide oil lamps illuminated the main hall until it was brightly lit. They were the chosen ladies who served the feast.

The governors and chieftains and the Yanzhi Region Clan were ordinary people present there as guests, the civil and military officials of the palace, the heads of the noble families, all joined under one roof, all of them, in this peaceful and luxurious holiday, together celebrate the ceremony which is an annual tradition in Yanzhi.

It was just that there had been a glaring change in the Harem palace, ever since Empress Xiao Yi took the lead.

There is no longer a Cushi festival where concubines make dishes for the king or a Yishu festival where concubines show their talents for His Majesty.

The two festivals were carried out in different ways, Xiao Yi himself who cooked for the king and his family members, children as well as princes and princesses of the king's brothers. For Yishu's talent show, Empress Yi competed for the ladies and servants. Anyone who is talented enough will get a sign ribbon promoted by Empress Yi to attend the royal academy.

Today, there was no one to mention the matter of the war and the disappointing fight at the Yanshan Border, they could have drunk wine but no one got really drunk.

Three years ago, no one would have thought that there would be a day like this, and even the influential queen mother of Li Sui was in seclusion as a prisoner in the temple of Sunyen. Consort Xiao Yi became the main consort and had given birth to twin sons and a new baby in the middle of the season yesterday, a very beautiful princess.

A short three-year period changed the fate of a concubine into the most honorable mother in the country with a giant step, occupying this position.

As the party was going on, His Highness Yan Yue suddenly stood up and raised her wine cup high.

"Let's toast to the brave General Juren, great prince Yan Juren. Although he can no longer enjoy this year's feast with us but a toast in honor of all his struggles and sacrifices is an honor for those of us who are still alive." The voice sounded out loud although it still kept a tone of sadness.

all the people raised the chalice while looking down, arak went into their esophagus after His Highness Yan Yue looked at the wine cup in his hand.

Lights and shadows filled all directions, a group of female singers entered the hall, raising their sleeves high up in their robes, showing the flexibility of their waist movements that were like water snakes, and the beauty of their waist, the sound of the song they were singing instantly caught everyone's attention.

Zhao Yang was in the middle of the shadows, the corners of his lips were faintly raised, making a cold smile that people could not easily see.

He still remembered Zhao Juren would sit between them his cold and lonely attitude, still looming clearly.

"Your Majesty, is there anything I can get for you?" Ask Empress Yi.

His Eminence Yan Yue turned away, with the corner of her eyes she glanced towards the singers, her still heavy snort that disappeared in that heavy darkness.

The defeat of Yu's troops was an scented blow to him, he looked at him for a long time, the shadow of the lantern fell on his face, for a moment his face looked grim.

"I don't need anything." His Majesty Yan Yue replied short.

"Smile a little, it's not good to put on a grim face at this ceremony." Whisper Empress Yi while holding onto Her Majesty Yan Yue's fingers gently.

The dancing and singing had stopped, with determination he turned away while continuing to show his attitude and expression now. The moonlight outside pierced through the door leaf of the grand hall, accompanied by a gentle breeze, His Eminence Yan Yue gestured to Eunuch Chen.

"Please pay attention, Your Majesty would like to convey something." Eunuch Chen then said.

All speechless. Noiseless. Silent.

All at once His Eminence Yan Yue stood upright, her brocade robe as black as her eyes seemed to glow over the light of the lantern.

"I'll announce something." Then he said with a calm breath.

"For the early autumn year of this year I will personally lead the war to take the old city of Yuchen out of the hands of Niangxi, as well as to demand vengeance for the death of my brother, Prince Yan Juren. Warlord Yanzhi, esteemed General Zhao!!!"

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