I died tragically in my previous life, and I want to be an empress in my next life

This time, the empress dowager frowned slightly when looking at Pei Zhixuan. There was really no rules at all regarding being a concubine or not.

The Willow Branch Dance is about graceful dance moves, like willow branches swaying in the wind, but Pei Zhixuan is wearing gorgeous clothes and her hair is covered with pearl hairpins, and her temperament is incompatible with the dance. How can she dance to the essence of the Willow Branch Dance like this?

However, the Queen Mother did not show it, and just said with a lack of interest, "Then let's dance."

Pei Zhixuan bowed slightly and prepared to go on stage to perform. Perhaps she was a little nervous, and her body swayed when she passed by Pei Zhiyan.

"Sister, be careful." Pei Zhiyan helped Pei Zhixuan calmly, but her hand quietly pulled her skirt.

The dance began. Although Pei Zhixuan's dancing posture was graceful and smooth, it always gave people a heavy feeling. She lacked the elegant temperament, as if she was burdened by a pearl hairpin.

The Queen Mother shook her head slightly, a look of disappointment in her eyes, then she picked up the teacup and began to drink tea.

However, just as Pei Zhixuan was doing her last difficult spinning move, her skirt belt suddenly loosened, and her outer skirt spread out like a flower, revealing her undergarments. At this moment, the entire palace seemed to have fallen silent.

All eyes were on her. She turned pale and tried to keep her balance, but the heavy skirt prevented her from standing and she fell onto the stage.

Everyone immediately cried out in surprise, and the ladies present whispered to each other with shocked expressions on their faces. Pei Zhixuan knelt on the ground, lowered her head and said nothing, tears welling up in her eyes.

Fortunately, the Queen Mother never liked extravagance, and only invited the female relatives of various mansions to the birthday banquet. It would have been very embarrassing if there were male guests present.

The Queen Mother looked at this scene, her face darkened, and she placed the teacup in her hand heavily on the table.

The queen beside her could not help but frown and asked quickly, "What's going on?! It's really embarrassing in public!"

Pei Zhiyan took a shawl from Yin Liu, stepped forward and draped it over Pei Zhixuan, lowered her head and said, her tone full of self-blame, "My younger sister has been disrespectful in front of the palace, please be lenient with the Empress Dowager and the Queen."

"Forget it, take her away." The Queen Mother shook her head, her voice full of disappointment.

"Thank you, Empress Dowager." Pei Zhiyan and Pei Zhixuan said in unison, Pei Zhixuan's voice a little choked.

The two of them stood up and saluted, then Pei Zhiyan supported Pei Zhixuan and turned to walk out of the hall, with complicated gazes from the crowd behind them.

After leaving the hall, Pei Zhixuan staggered, her tearful face full of self-blame and guilt. She seemed to want to explain something to someone, but she was crying so hard that she was out of breath and couldn't say anything for a while.

Pei Zhiyan let go of her hand and said calmly, "Okay, go back home and cry. Now is not the time to cry."

Xuanyuan Ping is not here, who is she crying for? Pei Zhiyan felt contemptuous.

When Pei Zhiyan and Pei Zhixuan returned to Prince Jing's Mansion, Xuanyuan Ping also came back. His face was a little gloomy, and his eyes flashed with indescribable emotions.

"Your Highness, it's all my fault today..." Pei Zhixuan immediately knelt down on the ground after seeing Xuanyuan Ping. Her voice trembled and tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

Looking at Pei Zhixuan kneeling in front of him, Xuanyuan Ping felt a complex emotion in his heart. He hated her rash behavior in the palace, but he also felt sorry for her fear and self-blame. His eyes revealed deep contradictions and struggles.

"Get up first." His voice carried a hint of fatigue and helplessness, but also a hint of tenderness and forgiveness.

Hearing this, Pei Zhixuan slowly raised her head and looked at Xuanyuan Ping with tearful eyes.

Her voice was choked with sobs, as if she was being pressed down by something heavy, making it difficult for her to speak clearly. "Your Highness, I wanted to show my face in front of the Queen Mother today to pave the way for you, Your Highness, and to make the Queen Mother have a good impression of you. I never expected that my actions would backfire and cause you trouble instead."

Xuanyuan Ping looked at her red and swollen eyes, and his heart ached. He walked slowly towards her, helped her up, and gently stroked her hair and cheeks.

"Okay, stop crying." Xuanyuan Ping comforted gently, "I know you have realized your mistake. You should be more cautious in the future."

"Don't act so rashly in the future, otherwise you will not only hurt yourself, but also make me worry about you."

Pei Zhixuan's tears fell again when she heard this, but she nodded gently and snuggled in his arms. She was secretly happy in her heart. As long as the prince did not blame her, the matter would be over.

Pei Zhiyan sat upright in her seat, watching the affectionate performance of the two as if she were watching a play. She smiled with a hint of sarcasm and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that this sister was really smart. She was able to admit her mistake at the critical moment and then show her weakness and dependence in front of the prince. This trick was always effective for men.

Xuanyuan Ping has always been cold, but it seems that he is indeed somewhat sincere towards Pei Zhixuan. Let's see how long this sincerity can last.

Within three days, Pei Zhixuan couldn't laugh anymore.

There is a doggerel circulating in the capital city recently: The beautiful lady of the Pei family is named Zhixuan, She is unparalleled in beauty in Prince Jing's mansion. There is singing and dancing in the palace hall. She dances with willow trees and her clothes scattered. Her wonderful dance is famous, and she shows her charming face with unparalleled grace.

"Miss, you don't know that Concubine Xuan is now very famous in the capital and has a resounding title." Yin Liu said mysteriously.

Before Pei Zhiyan could answer, Yin Ping came over and asked anxiously, "What title?"

"Stripper!" Yinliu said with a smile.

"Ah?" Yin Ping was surprised. She didn't expect that this title would be so... unique.

"Yes, you heard it right, it was a stripper." Yin Liu said mischievously, "You were not there in the palace that day, but Concubine Xuan's figure and dancing posture were a real feast for the eyes!"

As Yin Liu spoke, she imitated Pei Zhixuan's action of falling to the ground with her skirt untied, and her body swayed back and forth exaggeratedly, causing Pei Zhixuan to burst out laughing.

Pei Zhiyan picked up a cup of tea, brought it to her lips, blew it gently, and secretly speculated in her heart that it seemed that Pei Zhixuan had more than one enemy. She didn't know who was so talented that he could come up with such a limerick and title.

"Miss, I heard that Concubine Xuan was vandalizing things again at Yuxiangxie today, and quite a few ornaments were broken." Yin Liu added.

Pei Zhiyan smiled calmly, playing with a jade hairpin in her hand, "It's okay. If she has more money than she can spend, just go ahead and smash it. The expenses of each courtyard can be made up by themselves."