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Prequel

When Qin Chuan was thirteen years old, she was not called Qin Chuan. The custom of the Great Yan Kingdom was that the noble daughter gave the word "Yan Ji" by her parents' blood only after she was fifteen years old and after she was in the hairpin. This character was also called "Yan Ji" at that time. At that time, she was still called Emperor Ji, and at most she called "Yan Ji". Her father and mother, the eldest brother went to the fifth brother and called her Yan Yan privately.

At that time, no one knew that Emperor Bao'an would be the last emperor of the Great Yan Kingdom. Da Yan had many skilled craftsmen and strong national strength. All the surrounding princes surrendered. Although there were signs of decline in the period of Emperor Bao'an, the lean camel was bigger than a horse, and it was not that many years ago, and the country would not fall so easily.

Emperor Bao'an and the Empress have been married for more than 20 years. The Empress and Empress have a deep relationship and have given birth to three sons and one daughter. Although there are many concubines in the harem, they have a weak fate in the children, and only two other concubines are born. The little princes are the youngest daughter, and she has a very good birth and has a pleasant temper. It is inevitable that everyone in the palace will be spoiled.

At that time, the people of Dayan were open, and women were raised as men, practicing martial arts and literature, and were even more proud of being elegant and good at singing and dancing. If someone had a daughter outstanding singing and dancing in her family, it would be something that everyone envied and jealous, which was completely different from the Western countries where the customs of the people were conservative and women were not allowed to show up in public.

Emperor Ji studied and learned martial arts with her brothers since she was a child. Because the bloodline of the Dayan royal family was different from that of ordinary people, she taught rare immortal techniques when she was thirteen years old. I heard that the Dayan royal family was very good at immortal arts, but it was passed down from generation to generation, and hundreds of thousands of years passed, and there were inevitably omissions. In the generation of Emperor Bao'an, only a white paper psychic technique was left to learn.

At that time, Emperor Ji had just turned thirteen and had just learned this annoying immortal technique with her husband. In order to summon spirit beasts through the white paper medium, she had to pierce her fingers dozens of times a day. After a few days, there was no good skin on her fingers, and it hurts when she touched them.

Just a few days ago, I heard from the queen that my aunt would take Xuanzhu's cousin to the palace next month, and Emperor Ji felt unhappy as if she had eaten a fly. Xuanzhu was two years older than her. She just turned fifteen last month and her uncle named Xuanzhu. Before that, she had no name like Emperor Ji. Of course, Emperor Ji never wanted to know her name.

She felt that she had never offended Xuanzhu, but Xuanzhu seemed to be born to dislike her and had to go against her in big and small matters. When she heard that Emperor Ji was good at practicing calligraphy, she specially drew small calligraphy for people to show off; when she heard that Emperor Ji had memorized a few poems, she simply memorized the entire vocabulary of famous masters. This was just not meeting her, and when she met, she was even more amazing. Emperor Ji said that she had to say it. Anyway, she seemed to be wrong in front of Xuanzhu, and she was disliked by Xuanzhu from head to toe.

In the morning, the husband told me that he could not do the task of using ten white papers to change out ten cranes. Blood dripped on it, either jumping out of the frog or turning into a crappy sparrow. The emperor was upset and simply threw all the white papers on the ground and went to the imperial garden to relax with anger.

As soon as the second prince came back from outside the palace, he saw her sitting alone in the pavilion and folding white paper. Aman looked at her with a bitter face from behind. He walked over and touched the emperor's head with a smile: "Why, have you been punished by the sir?"

Princess has always liked her second brother the most. Although she has five brothers, the eldest is steady, the third is gloomy, and the fourth is a fifth is a concubine, so she dare not be too close to her. Only this second brother is cheerful and playful. He has loved to go out to the palace to play on the grounds of "understanding the people's sentiments" since he was a child. Every time he comes back, he brings her many interesting things. As soon as he sees him, Princess' eyes lit up.

"It's nothing. I just heard that Xuanzhu was coming. I was upset and could not call out the crane." She tore the folded white paper into many small strips, squeezed out a drop of blood from the wound on her fingertips and applied it on it. With a bang, the white paper turned into a stupid turtle, crawling on the table. She was so angry that she threw the turtle into the pond.

The second prince laughed: "Stop, use Xuanzhu as an excuse. If it doesn't work, it won't work. I'll admit it honestly!"

Seeing that the Emperor Ji was frowning, he couldn't help but smile, and mysteriously took out two scrolls of paintings from his arms and put them on the table: "Looking at how angry you are, my second brother will show you a good thing. Even if you spend a thousand taels of gold outside, you may not be able to buy one of them."

Emperor Ji was immediately curious. Seeing that he was so mysterious, he thought it was a picture of the erotic palace, and his face was blushing and his heart was beating. The painting was just a cold plum tree with bright red petals, and the plum tree brushwork was elegant and elegant without losing its strength.

She curled her lips: "The painting is very good, but it is not worth a thousand taels of gold, right?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly felt a cold wind blowing in my face. It seemed that light snow was falling in the pavilion where spring was shining. A red plum blossomed in the white snow, standing tall and graceful, proud of the frost and snow, and it was as if it were real.

Emperor Ji took a breath and rubbed her eyes quickly. The red plum blossom was still there, and the delicate petals even shaking with the wind. She couldn't help but reach out to touch it, but she felt empty - it turned out to be an illusion.

The second prince rolled up the scroll with pride, and all the illusions disappeared. He said, "How is it? Is it worth a thousand taels of gold?"

Emperor Ji nodded in a daze and asked quickly: "Where did you make it? Who drew it?"

"A few days ago, I left the palace and saw a painting stall on the side of the road. Many people were shouting around me. I couldn't help but go and take a look. It turned out that someone was painting on the spot. This person's name is Gongziqi. He is already famous among the people, but he has a strange temper and claims that he only paints but not sells paintings. I have been polishing these two paintings for several days and borrowed them to enjoy. I will have to return them in a few days."

Emperor Ji quickly unfolded another scroll of painting. This time there were no flowers, birds, fish and insects on the paper. Instead, a gorgeous palace was drawn. In front of the hall, there were more than a dozen beautiful dancers dancing with golden pipa in their arms. Gradually, the dancers seemed to appear in front of them, with light and charming figures, slender waists, and extremely enchanting appearance of rebounding pipa. Although there is no music, no matter who sees these wonderful movements, they will be suffocating.

The second prince smiled and said, "This man is young and has amazing talent, but he is very arrogant. He claims to be proud of his life, musical rhythm ranks first, painting only third, and immortal arts ranks fourth. Because he wrote half of the essay "The Song of the East Wind Peach Blossoms", he felt that all the dancers in the world have no talent to jump out, so he simply painted it in the painting. The remaining half of the essay is still unwilling to write, claiming that no one in the world deserves to finish a essay "The Song of the East Wind Peach Blossoms". This is really arrogant."

The emperor was so obsessed with the eyes and said casually: "Music rules are the first, paintings are the third, so what is the second pride?"

The second prince was a little embarrassed and stammered: "There is nothing to say... just a wild man."

It turns out that Gongzi Qi's original words were that there were four things in his life. The first was musical rhythm, which could lead to phoenixes and songs, and white cranes dancing together; the third was painting, which could still be fake and real. The fourth was immortal arts, which were just to protect themselves. The second was a romantic and passionate woman who was indifferent and stubborn in the world, he had the ability to make them blush and smile. He was a person who was like a fish in water among women.

Of course, this kind of words is not easy for Xiaodiji to hear, so he can only deal with it casually.

The emperor didn't care. He just waited for the dancers to finish dancing, then slowly rolled up the scroll, pondered for a while, and suddenly looked up and smiled, "He really said that no one in the world can finish dancing the song "The Peach Blossoms of the East Wind"?"

The second prince teased her: "What? Could it be that my little sister wants to challenge her?"

The prince raised her chin and said proudly: "Second brother, tell him when you leave the palace and tell him to finish the "Dongfeng Peach Blossom Song" soon, and someone will be able to dance soon!"

The second prince smiled and said, "Don't you really want to dance? If something goes ugly, my second brother won't help you and ask the civilians outside to laugh at you for the rest of your life."

"I dare to say it, I will definitely dare to finish the jump." Emperor Ji smiled slightly, and two dimples appeared on her cheeks.

The second prince went out of the palace to find Gongzi Qi again, but a major incident happened in the court here. The Zuo Prime Minister, who had been the Prime Minister of Dayan for more than 20 years, suddenly submitted a memorial a few days ago, saying that he was old, physically and sickly, and could no longer serve the king, so he asked to resign. As soon as the memorial was released, the court was in an uproar. The Zuo Prime Minister was an official for many years, and the official camp was even more complicated and difficult to explain. He did not suddenly say that he resigned. The depth and wide range of the involvement was unimaginable.

Emperor Bao'an comforted him several times but failed, and was also worried. Recently, the surrounding area of ​​the Great Yan Kingdom was not calm. The Great Northwest Kingdom of Tianyuan Kingdom has been ready to move. Five years ago, it annexed several small countries around the Northwest. Two years ago, it even launched a large number of troops. Four countries with strong national strength in the West were not known to have used any amazing tricks. It destroyed the four countries in just two years and incorporated its territory into its own territory.

The Tianyuan Kingdom has been harassed the border of Dayan recently. Although it is just a small fight, if one day strong soldiers arrive, wars will inevitably occur across the country. At this time, the Zuo Prime Minister actually resigned, which is equivalent to cutting off one arm of Emperor Bao'an. How could he not be worried?

The Emperor Ji didn't understand what happened in the court. She was an innocent little girl at that time. But when she saw that her father was frowning recently, she thought of a way to make him smile. Just half a month later, the second prince came back, and this time she brought the complete score of "The Peach Blossoms of the East Wind".

"It's clear in advance that you can't jump out, and the second brother really can't help you." The second prince smiled bitterly, "That young master is very happy to agree, but he said that the song is given to you. If you can jump out, he is willing to devote all his life to draw two best paintings to you. If you can't jump out, don't blame him for helping you promote your bad reputation of overestimating yourself."

Emperor Ji lowered her head and studied the music score carefully, and smiled indifferently: "Then wait for him to give me two paintings!"

Xuanzhu and his aunt, Mrs. Qiuhua, came to the Dayan Palace three days before the empress's birthday. This Mrs. Qiuhua heard that she was a gentle woman before getting married. As the eldest daughter of the prominent clan of Dayan, she thought that her parents would arrange for her to marry into the harem and become the mother of a country. Who would have thought that Emperor Bao'an was obsessed with her sister and proposed marriage directly to her home. So her sister got married first and became the queen, and the sister had to marry into the vassal state in a sad way and became a wife.

Since then, her personality has changed drastically and she doesn't like anything. When she heard that the emperor was going to dance to the balcony on the queen's birthday, she said unabashedly: "I am worthy of being the legitimate daughter of the royal family. She is different from those petty-child-style styles. She actually wants to dance in public. The people outside don't know what they will say after seeing it."

Emperor Ji hated this aunt just like Xuanzhu, so she simply found an excuse to let go. Out of royal etiquette, the queen insisted that she bring Xuanzhu to talk together. The process was simply miserable. When Xuanzhu saw her bored tearing white paper to practice the psychic arts, she looked disdainful: "I thought the immortal arts of the royal family of Dayan were amazing. It turned out to be just a child's house. "

The emperor is not good at turning against each other, otherwise the queen would be cursed at night, so she had to laugh dryly: "It's really nothing great. Does Sister Xuanzhu have anything more powerful to show me?"

Xuanzhu left on the spot and cried in front of the queen, saying that she humiliated her and bullied her as a princess. Not only did Mrs. Qiuhua not only did not comfort her, but instead scolded her. Xuanzhu was so angry that she locked herself in the house for two days and didn't come out, which made the queen worried. As expected, she still blamed the Emperor that night.

Every time the mother and daughter come, they are in a mess. Emperor Ji was angry and had nowhere to beg for her, so she simply asked her second brother to change clothes and take her out of the palace to relax. Because she heard that the young master often drank and painted by the river in the ring of belt, Emperor Ji was determined to meet this strange man, so she waited by the river in the ring of belt all morning.

Who knew that this person came every day, but he wouldn't come today. Emperor Ji was so hungry that she was hungry. When the second brother saw her stern face, he smiled and comforted: "I don't understand the affairs of your girls' home, but Xuanzhu makes no sense. Why are you going to make trouble? If your father knows that I will take you out, even I will be scolded, let alone come out and meet a folk man. Just go back first today. If you have something to say in the future, let me pass it on to him. You are just childish, and what good can you say when others know it?"

Emperor Ji had to go back to the palace obediently, and slept until the third update at night. Suddenly, she woke up thirsty. When she opened her eyes, she found someone standing in front of the desk beside the window. Her dark figure looked like a man.

She jumped up in fear, her whole body became weak, and she couldn't even scream. The man seemed to find that she was awake, and in a slight swayed, it turned into a light smoke and dissipated, leaving only a small piece of lilac-colored paper, floating in the air, falling in front of her bed. On the paper, the dragon and phoenix danced a line of words: You are a beautiful woman, but she dressed as a man, looking ugly! Don't forget the singing and dancing appointment. Young Master Qi.

Emperor Ji was immediately amazed and laughed. It turned out that this person had been hiding in the dark during the day and knew that she was dressed as a man. He was frightened by his courage to sneak into the palace alone in the middle of the night, and was angry at his arrogant attitude of disrespect for the royal family. He felt that it was really interesting and proud to bet with such a person.

She had always been brave, but at this time she was completely afraid. She put Xiaobian neatly on the bedside table and shouted: "Young Master! I'm sure you win! You'll wait!"

No one answered her, but Aman woke up and came over to serve with his clothes.

Two days later, the queen's forty birthday was on her birthday and she was hosting the ministers on the balcony. The left minister was still sick and hugged at home, so she only sent her youngest son to send a gift.

When Zuo Zichen climbed up the balcony, the many noisy and laughter on the stage suddenly became silent. He was wearing a purple long suit, slender and upright figure, and his handsome appearance as a zhilan made people dare not look at it anymore. He always felt that he seemed to be shrouded in the mist and dawn.

Emperor Ji was originally changing to the clothes for dancing, but suddenly he saw that there was no sound on the stage. He couldn't help but look at him and happened to meet him. Zuo Zichen was slightly stunned, nodded as a sign, and walked around politely but indifferently, kneeling in front of the imperial throne without being humble or arrogant.

Because he is very good-looking, he has a completely different taste from the many noble men in the imperial city. Emperor Ji couldn't help but look at him twice and asked Aman: "Who is he?"

Aman has always been the most informative in the rumors about these noble children. He immediately smiled and said, "It's Zuo Xiang's youngest son, usually not in the imperial city. I heard that when I was a child, he met an immortal, saying that he had a connection with immortality, so he took him away to cultivate immortals early, and only came back once or twice a year. Is this the first time I met the princess?"

It turns out that he is a cultivator. No wonder he is so fairy-like. No matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like a noble child.

Zuo Zichen gave her a gift, and then sued her back on the pretext of worrying about Zuo Xiang's illness. Emperor Ji looked at him walking towards her, and saw her with a little shy look. She lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look again. She didn't want to be too much, but Xuanzhu was sitting on the mat and staring at herself. Originally, Xuanzhu blushed when she saw Zuo Zichen. At this moment, she saw that Emperor Ji always leaned her head and looked around, and her face turned blue again.

The emperor suddenly felt teasing and waved to Zuo Zichen. He was indeed surprised and asked her what was wrong with her eyes. She laughed and asked casually: "What's your name?"

A suspicious blush faintly appeared on Zuo Zichen's face. Seeing that his noble aura was so high, I guess he was only afraid of being looked up and afraid by women and dared not get close to him. At this moment, a girl suddenly asked him what his name was indifferently, and she was a little shy.

"Low... Zuo Zichen. Girl..." He hesitated for a moment, and still whispered his name, his voice was low and gentle, very nice.

Emperor Ji nodded: "Zuo Zichen, don't hurry to leave, I'll dance to show you?"

He blushed again, looking quite imposing, how could he blush so easily? Emperor Ji smiled at him and turned around and left.

She was not at ease with such a trivial matter at all, and even forgot about changing her clothes. Because she was the princess and had not yet finished her hair, she was not good enough to show up on the balcony. The common people outside the palace saw her appearance and simply covered her face with a layer of gauze, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.

The actors were wearing long, white gauze dresses with teeth, and she was wearing a red dress with black hair and slender waist, long sleeves and full of spirit. As soon as she went up to the balcony, she was even more dazzling than the sunshine, which attracted everyone's eyes in an instant.

At that time, the Emperor's Maiden came to the balcony with a silhouette of "The Peach Blossoms in the East Wind" which was amazing. Speaking of the reason, it was to make the emperor and empress happy, and the other was to make a bet with the arrogant young master. Who would have thought that many messy things would be involved later, and it was really unexpected.

Xuanzhu's face has never been better since she came on stage. When she finished her jump, her face was even more comparable to Qingluo. Mrs. Qiuhua's face was expressionless and turned her head to say nothing. She bit her lips tightly, her eyes were filled with tears, and she lowered her head in shame.

Emperor Ji's good mood was destroyed all of a sudden. She hurriedly offered two glasses of wine to her father and mother and then retreated. She returned to her original place. Seeing that Zuo Zichen was still there, she looked at herself quietly. She smiled again and asked, "Do you like it?" Without waiting for his answer, she was surrounded by a group of actors and went down the steps.

That night, Emperor Bao'an praised "The Song of the East Wind" and asked who wrote the song. The second prince smiled and mentioned Gongzi Qi, but did not tell the absurd bet between Emperor Ji and Prince Qi. Emperor Bao'an was eager to ask for talent. Since then, he sent people to inquire about Gongzi Qi several times, but he has never found anything. After Emperor Ji's song "The Song of the East Wind", he seemed to have left the Kingdom of Dayan and never appeared again until the country was destroyed.

Emperor Bao'an was deeply moved by it, so he wrote the number "Dayan Musician Gongzi Qi" in person, and added a title to him out of thin air, allowing folk music shops to privately copy the score of "Dongfeng Peach Blossom Song" and rehearse it by himself. The name Gongzi Qi has since been circulated among the Dayan folk and has become a synonym for mysterious masters.

The next day, Emperor Ji woke up and found that there were two more scrolls on the desk, with a small lilac colored note on it, saying: I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. Young Master Qi. It seems that he sneaked into the palace again last night and didn't wake her up. He must have lost the bet and felt embarrassed to see her.

Her curiosity about Young Master Qi was so unbearable that she disguised herself as a man and left the palace, wanting to meet him by the river. Unexpectedly, the second brother took him with him last time. He knew the way, and the princess rarely left the palace. After walking for a while, she got lost and wandered around the street all day. She finally found the palace and it was dark.

I wanted to find a shortcut from the balcony to go back to the bedroom before dinner, but suddenly I saw Zuo Zichen standing alone on the stage with his hands on his back, as if he was in a daze. The emperor was curious and called him, "Hey, the palace gate is close! Are you not going out yet?"

He was shocked all over and turned around quickly. His face looked surprised at first, but he was stunned after seeing her man dressed up.

The emperor walked over and the terrain was high. Looking around, the imperial city was all over the soles of his feet. The big sunset in the sky dyed the city walls red, and the jade-like cheeks in front of him red. He didn't say a word, but just looked at her quietly. The emperor's heartbeat for no reason, touched the hat on his head, and explained: "I... I just dressed up occasionally... go out... and go out to understand the people's sentiments."

She took the excuses that her second brother often used.

Zuo Zichen smiled slightly, and saw that she was holding a piece of long willow in her hand, which was green and flexible, and Wufeng was automatically laughing deeper: "Why are you so naughty and pulling out the willow spirit's beard?" As she said that, she took the piece of long willow and held it in her hand to enjoy it.

The princess's face was a little hot, and she was stammering and couldn't speak.

Zuo Zichen seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and stopped coughing lightly on his head, and made an extremely crappy excuse to pick up a chat: "I think the girl is very familiar. Did you see her yesterday?"

Emperor Ji couldn't help but laugh, with a layer of rouge on her face, which was clear and intoxicating. She said: "I asked you yesterday and I should give you my name today. But I don't have a name yet, what should I do?"

His smile gradually became quiet, and only the noble daughter would not have a name before she was fifteen years old. Yesterday, he thought she was just a little actor.

The Emperor said slowly: "You can call me Emperor, and I will live in the palace."

The light in Zuo Zichen's eyes dimmed.

After a long time, Emperor Ji couldn't help but smile when she remembered the process of getting together with Zuo Zichen. Later, she remembered that it was really naive, but the two of them had a lot of fun at the beginning.

When Zuo Zichen was a teenager, she was old-fashioned and stubborn, and she didn't look like a cultivator at all. She recognized her as the emperor's concubine, and she was a courtesy of a subject, and she didn't walk any more and said nothing more. If she hadn't sacrificed one foot that time, she wore new shoes that didn't fit her feet and wrinkled her heels, she wouldn't have heard him say anything in her heart until she died.

Emperor Ji despised him for being a scheming person. Even a fool could tell that he liked her, but he thought everyone didn't know. Sometimes Xuanzhu, who was unwilling to give up, ran to him to talk to him. As he spoke, he became distracted again, making Xuanzhu so wronged that he could only hide in the quilt and cry.

If Emperor Ji was eighteen years old at that time, she would have tried every means to lure him, hook him up, and capture him. Unfortunately, she was just a thirteen-year-old girl who had never suffered any hardships at that time, so she could only grit her teeth at this stubbornness and refused to move forward in a suspense way, like a flower that had been blooming for a long time, waiting for him to pick it, but he wouldn't pick it, wasting a lonely beauty.
To be continued...