Reborn as a Sickly Child: The Emperor's Beloved

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was amazed. Although there were only two sentences and no beginning or end, the person who could write such a poem must be extraordinary.

When Shen Yanyan heard Xi Ling's voice, her eyes were full of disbelief. She suddenly stood up. Wait, what did she hear? Isn't this Li Bai's "Drinking Song"?

OMG, my God, this is an imaginary world, and Shen Yanyan has read the previous history. Any country that appears in history books in modern times has never existed. Now suddenly two lines of Li Bai’s poems pop up. Could it be that there are fellow villagers?

"OMG, OMG, what's going on?" Shen Yanyan exclaimed repeatedly in the private room, forcibly suppressing the joy in her heart. She now wanted to jump down and ask Xi Ling how these two lines of poetry came from.

Xi Ling looked at everyone and said, "Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are prepared for you in the hall and the private rooms. You have a cup of tea to write down your answer and the private room number or name."

After that, everyone sat down and wrote down their answers.

Shen Yanyan quickly picked up the brush on the table and wrote down the next two sentences, then handed them to the maid who came to collect the answers.

Her calligraphy is pretty good. When she was in the Divine Doctor Valley, her master would ask her to copy down a lot of herbal names and uses every day. She practiced this for more than ten years.

After a while, the time was up and everyone handed in their answers.

The maid stood beside Xi Ling with a tray. Xi Ling checked the notes in the tray one by one. She flipped through many of them, all of which were placed on the maid's tray. After a while, a piece of writing in a flamboyant style caught her eye. Xi Ling carefully read the poem on the note, smiling, and did not turn the page. Instead, she held the note in her hand and smiled mysteriously, saying, "It seems that someone has come up with the last two lines today."

"Congratulations to Mr. Shen in private room number four on the second floor." Xiling looked up in the direction of Shen Yanyan on the second floor and said with a smile.

As soon as these words fell, the people downstairs were unhappy and started shouting. Xi Ling raised her hand to stop the noise and said in a gentle voice, "Everyone might as well listen to Mr. Shen's answer."

Xi Ling looked at the note and slowly said the poem on it: "When life is good, you should enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden cup face the moon in vain. I was born with talent and it will be useful. Even if I spend all my money, I will get it back. Come."

As soon as the words fell, the people who had been clamoring just now lowered their heads. Indeed, no one could write better than this.

Such a state of mind and such resilience are amazing.

Even if Wu Qingfeng on the third floor had read thousands of books, he would not be able to come up with such good sentences. He was following the sound and looking towards private room number four on the second floor, only to be surprised to realize that was Shen Yanyan's private room.

Wu Qingfeng looked at Shen Yanyan from a distance, and for the first time re-examined her. The sunset last time was infinitely beautiful, but it was near dusk. Today, I was born with talent and will be useful. I will get it back even if I spend all my money. Every sentence is enough to show his talent.

Xiao Jingzhan also looked at her with amazement in his eyes. She seemed to be very different from ordinary women.

"This girl in your family doesn't look simple. If the sunset in the villa was so beautiful last time because it was near dusk, it was just what I read in a book, then what about this time? She is not as simple as she seems." Wu Qingfeng said to Xiao Jingzhan.

"So what? I like her no matter what." Xiao Jingzhan said with a cold expression, a hint of tenderness flashed across his eyes.

Wu Qingfeng choked, well, dog food is everywhere.

The madam saw the result was out on the stage and hurried up.

"Congratulations, Mr. Shen. Xiling will play a song for you tonight." After saying that, Xiling on the stage walked towards her room.

"Next, I have something else to announce. Miss Xiling will stay in Tianxiang Pavilion for two days. Every day, a young man will be selected to play music for her. Tomorrow, all guests will have another chance."

The madam was looking down and talking in the private room upstairs.

When everyone heard that there was still a chance tomorrow, they immediately got ready to try again tomorrow.

In Shen Yanyan's private room, the atmosphere was peaceful and elegant. Suddenly, a graceful maid stepped into the room, bowed respectfully to Shen Yanyan, and conveyed an invitation: "Mr. Shen, Miss Xiling has prepared music in her room, and I would like you to come over and enjoy it."

Shen Yanyan smiled slightly, with a hint of expectation in her eyes. She stood up, tidied her clothes elegantly, and followed the maid out of the private room.

After walking through the corridor, they came to Xiling's room. The room was filled with a faint fragrance, and there was a guqin placed by the window. Xiling was sitting in front of it, ready to play.

Xiling stood up, bowed, and prepared to play the piano.

Shen Yanyan sat aside, quietly listening to Xi Ling's piano. The melody was as gentle as flowing water, sometimes melodious, sometimes deep, as if telling a touching story. Shen Yanyan was immersed in the music, and her mood also fluctuated with the melody. She closed her eyes, feeling the jumping of the notes, as if she had entered a wonderful dream.

Shen Yanyan listened to Xi Ling's piano quietly, as if she was in a dream world. She was impressed by Xi Ling's piano skills and couldn't help but express her sincere admiration.

At the end of the song, Shen Yanyan clapped her hands gently and asked with a smile: "Miss Xiling, your piano skills are superb! How did this song come about? Who wrote it?" Her eyes were full of curiosity and admiration.

Xi Ling smiled and replied: "I composed this piece of music based on an ancient poem. This poem was written by an ancient poet who wrote it so beautifully and movingly with his unique talent and profound emotions."

Shen Yanyan saw that it was almost time, and said, "I would like to ask, young lady, who wrote the poem you just read? Do you know where this person is now, or if there is any way to contact this person? To be honest, young lady, I have something important to discuss with this person." After Shen Yanyan finished speaking, she looked at her quietly, her heart full of anticipation.

"Mr. Shen, I really don't know who the poet is. This poem was written by a drunken young man when I was in Yangzhou Qiluofang. I only met this young man once at that time. I heard him mutter a few lines and thought that this poem was very heroic and free and easy, so I wrote it down as the first prize of today." Xiling thought about the situation at that time and told the story one by one.

"However, if Mr. Shen wants to find that person, he can also leave a way to contact you. There are many scholars coming to Tianxiang Pavilion today. If nothing unexpected happens, these two lines of poetry will be famous in the capital tomorrow. If that drunk young man comes to me by then, I can ask him to contact you." Xiling looked at the handsome young man in front of her and said softly.

"Then I'll trouble Miss Xiling. If you have any news, you can go to Zuixianlou on West Street to find a shopkeeper named Jiang, and he will inform me." Shen Yanyan thought about it and left the address of her wine shop. It was not convenient for the Shen family and the palace. Her mother also gave her a shop in the capital, but it was all transferred from her mother's private property. If she met someone with ulterior motives, it would be bad for both the Shen family and herself.

The winery is her own private property, and the person in charge is Manager Jiang. She just collects the money, and no one can trace it back to her, so she can rest assured.

Shen Yanyan said goodbye to Xiling, turned around and left, returning to her own private room.

She gently pushed open the door, and the room where the three beauties were supposed to be was now empty. Her eyes immediately fell on the table, and she saw Xiao Jingzhan sitting there with a cold expression and a face as dark as ink.

Seeing her come in, his eyes fell on her. Shen Yanyan was not afraid and walked towards him with a swagger.

Seeing her swaggering appearance, Xiao Jingzhan frowned slightly and pursed his lips, as if he was thinking about something important.

The whole room was filled with a quiet atmosphere. Shen Yanyan walked towards him, trying to break the silence.

"Your Majesty, now that you are here, should we go back to the palace?" Shen Yanyan said with a playful smile at Xiao Jingzhan.

Xiao Jingzhan's cold eyes fell on Shen Yanyan, and his tone was cold: "Shouldn't you explain why you are here?"

"I'm curious, so I came to take a look. I finally got around, and you didn't say I couldn't come." Shen Yanyan said righteously.

Xiao Jingzhan looked at her righteous expression, his face darkened, "Is this the place for a woman like you to come? Have you forgotten your identity?"

Shen Yanyan pouted. Why can't she come? Men can come to have fun, but she can't? But looking at his dark face, she lowered her tone.

"Your Majesty, you can come by yourself, so why can't I come? I didn't do anything, I just came to listen to the music." Shen Yanyan lowered her head and refuted in a low voice.

"Don't you know why I came here? And, just to listen to some music. I see you're very happy, with people hugging you on both sides, one feeding you, one massaging your shoulders, and another playing music for you. You really know how to enjoy yourself, Shen Yanyan." Xiao Jingzhan looked at her with her head down, still lip-syncing with him unrepentantly. He had no idea what to do with her.

You can't hit her or talk to her. If you say one thing to her, she has ten things waiting for you. And where did she learn all these messed up opinions?

"Can't I order? We are all women, what's the big deal? I didn't order three young boys, why do you have to do that?" Shen Yanyan felt that she was not wrong, she came here to enjoy herself, so what if she was a concubine, who knew she was...

When Xiao Jingzhan heard the word "young waiter", his face instantly turned pale, like a sky covered with dark clouds, foreshadowing the coming of a snowstorm.

Shen Yanyan, who was standing aside, suddenly became a little scared. He wouldn't hit her, would he?

Xiao Jingzhan took two steps forward, picked up Shen Yanyan by the waist, angrily led her out of Tianxiang Pavilion, stuffed her into a carriage parked in the alley nearby, and ordered An Liu and An Qi to drive the carriage back to the palace.

In the carriage, Shen Yanyan looked at the furious man in front of her, regretting that she had gone against him. Looking at his murderous eyes, she felt a chill on her back.

Xiao Jingzhan stared at Shen Yanyan, "If you came out alone today, would you have gone to the brothel? Shen Yanyan, I think you are too bold. The more you think about it, the more outrageous it becomes."

Shen Yanyan was about to retort, but as soon as she opened her mouth, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, a strong and irresistible kiss.

Xiao Jingzhan simply stroked the back of her neck and kissed her, hot and strong. This kiss was not as gentle as usual. Xiao Jingzhan kissed the little girl under him fiercely with a hint of punishment.

The little girl was kissed so hard that she unconsciously put her hands on his waist. As if he felt her acceptance, he kissed her deeper and deeper. He pulled his hand away from her neck, put his other hand around her waist, gently lifted her up, and sat himself in the carriage, while she sat in his arms.

When Shen Yanyan felt she was about to suffocate, he slid his hand from under her clothes to her slender waist and rubbed her fair skin in an ambiguous manner. The small kisses moved from her lips to her cheek and fell on the neck and behind her ears.