Lanling Ji

"Why is the girl crying here? I wonder if I can help the girl a little bit."

Hearing the sound, the woman slowly raised her head, her tear-stained face flushed instantly when she saw the person coming.She hurriedly lowered her head, wiped the corners of her eyes with a silk cloth, then stood up, bowed her waist and saluted, "My lord is laughing, the little girl's name is Qian'er, she is the flute player of Caiyun Class, and it is Qian'er Sanshengxiu who entered the palace today to celebrate the emperor's birthday." It's a blessing to come, but..." Before the woman could finish speaking, her tears couldn't help dripping down again.

Seeing the sad appearance of the woman's pear blossoms raining down, Ye Lanling comforted her, "Please speak slowly."

The woman wiped away the overflowing tears, then said in a slow tone, "Qian'er has a younger sister named Meier, Meier can play the qin wonderfully, and she planned to perform for the emperor with Qianer tonight. The son fainted, the doctor said that he was too tired and weak, and couldn't go to the ground. But... the class leader's father was very angry when he saw that Meier couldn't move. He ordered Qianer to find a way today, otherwise the whole team would be implicated, and even... You may even be beheaded, oh..."

Ye Lanling frowned slightly as he looked at the woman who was crying more and more fiercely, and said, "Can't you cancel your performance?"

Qian'er shook her head, sobbing, "These were all decided early in the morning. If you say that you can change it in advance, you can add other things. Now...if one person affects the reputation of Caiyun Class, why should Qian'er stay in Caiyun Class?" ... woo woo..."

"This..." Ye Lanling was also at a loss, "Can the girl find a replacement?"

"I haven't found it yet." Speaking of the woman, she lowered her head and began to cry again, "How can I find someone who is proficient in melody in such a short period of time... Woo... Now the Caiyun class will be destroyed by Qian'er... ..."

Ye Lanling looked at the woman who continued to cry, and couldn't help but think of the unfinished words Yong said to him last night.He said that at today's birthday banquet, he would make an edict to the world, but when he asked what the edict was about, he smiled and said nothing.He didn't say whether he should attend the banquet tonight, even if... even if he brought himself, then what identity should I show?Who am I... to him?Ye Lanling's expression darkened, the shadow that shrouded his heart struck again, and his chest... felt a tingling pain.

"Young master?" Seeing Ye Lanling's lips pursed and his handsome face showing bitter pain, the woman couldn't help but asked worriedly, "Is your master unwell?"

"Ah...no problem." Ye Lanling came back to his senses, and forced a smile at the worried woman, "I don't know what weapon Lingmei played on?"

"Guzheng." Qian'er wiped the wet corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, looked at the busy team in the distance, and showed a helpless smile, "Thank you for your consolation, my son. Qian'er will do things alone. When the emperor really wants Beheading, then behead Qian'er alone. It is God's mercy that Qian'er can meet the young master before she dies, and Qian'er wishes the young master good fortune and good health."

Seeing the woman turned around and was about to leave, Ye Lanling hesitated for a moment, but said aloud, "Miss, actually I know a little about Guzheng, so I don't know if I can handle Lingmei's advanced piano skills."

"Master, you..." Qian'er stared at the extraordinary person in front of her in a little surprise. After being dazed, she excitedly ignored the etiquette between men and women, and stepped forward to grab Ye Lanling's hand, "Master, are you serious? Master is willing to help Qian Son?"

Ye Lanling looked at the expectant and hopeful expression on the woman's face, and said with a smile, "My piano skills are poor, I don't know..."

"No problem, no problem." The woman held Ye Lanling's arm, pointed at the people coming and going in the distance, and said with a smile, "As long as you can understand the music score, we can choose the simplest part to play. .That's great! Please young master and Qian'er to get the piano score, and tell the class master's father that we don't need to be beheaded! Hee hee."

Ye Lanling was dragged into the Caiyun class by the woman, completely unaware that Bai Zhi, who was in a state of distress in the dormitory, and the person who was about to cry finally stretched out his hand and had to use a secret technique to tell the emperor that this would make him lose his life. Head thing: people are missing!

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Although the emperor Zhou's birthday banquet clearly stated in the imperial decree: Everything should be kept simple, but it is still a major event in the palace.Congratulators from various neighboring countries and dependent countries took their seats on the left side; on the right side were the ministers, generals and concubines; groups of palace maids and servants quietly stood behind the master, waiting for the banquet to start.

Ye Lanling walked slowly to the side of the curtain, looking at the high dragon chair from a distance.He... hasn't arrived yet, what is he doing now?Will you be anxious when you find out that I have left the bedroom, and have you looked for me...

"Young master!" Qian'er ran to Ye Lanling who was in a daze, and said eagerly, "Young master is here, so Qian'er is easy to find."

"Sorry." Ye Lanling put down the curtain, frowned at Qian'er, who was already heavily made up, "Why do you have to put on such heavy makeup, girl?"

"Hey~ Qian'er can't help it, everything must be done according to what Daddy said, which is called celebration!" Qian'er pouted, and then thought of something and pulled up Ye Lanling's sleeve, "By the way, my lord, please Quickly change clothes and put on makeup."

"Me too?" Ye Lanling shook his head in astonishment, "Can I..."

Before Ye Lanling finished speaking, Qian'er grabbed Ye Lanling's arm and said firmly, "No."

"But...but..." Ye Lanling's words disappeared among the busy artists. Everyone was making final preparations for the upper hall, and over there, the eunuch's edict had already been heard, and the birthday banquet began.

Inside the hall

"What's on the emperor's mind?" A dignified and luxurious woman turned slightly sideways and whispered, "Why are you so frowning?"

"After returning to my mother, I'm fine." Yong picked up the bronze wine glass and drank it down. He glanced at the chile song and dance recommended by Ivoro under the stage, and his hand holding the glass burst out with blue veins.

"Why don't you see Yu Wenxian?" The Queen Mother looked at the empty seat on the other side of Yong, "Where is Yu Wenzhi? What happened to your three brothers?"

"Mother, don't worry, I sent them to find someone, and they will be there soon." Yong Yin's face was sullen, and his tightly pursed lips showed the extreme displeasure at the moment.

"Who is so important?" The queen mother turned around, looked at the four or five concubines in the banquet and lowered her eyes, "Can I let the Ai family meet?"

Hearing the Queen Mother's words, Yong loosened the wine glass that was about to burst, and said in a daze, "Tomorrow I will bring him to see the Queen Mother."

The queen mother didn't turn her head back, she looked at the woman in pink and the man in red behind her and said quietly, "As an emperor, you must put the overall situation first and don't allow others to take advantage of you."

Yong didn't listen to the empress dowager's careful advice, he stared straight at the man in red who was sitting down playing the piano not far away, and the bronze wine glass in his hand shattered into pieces with a "crack".

"My lord, start the sound." Qian'er stood beside Ye Lanling, looked at the dancers around her who were already stepping on her feet, and hurriedly reminded her in a low voice.

"Oh, good." Ye Lanling lowered his head, stretched out his hands and began to play, he didn't dare to look up, let alone look at the man, he just hoped that his face with makeup could cover it up.Maybe it wasn't discovered. With so many people on stage, they definitely wouldn't be discovered.Ye Lanling thought wildly about ending this difficult playing as soon as possible, completely unaware of those amazed eyes.

A song of running water in Taohuawu gradually fades away, but the lingering sound lingers.Qian'er helped Ye Lanling who was sitting beside her, and was about to retreat with the dancer girl, but when she heard someone speak loudly, the hall fell silent.

"Your Majesty." The tall man on the left suddenly stood up, raised his hand in salute, "It's very abrupt, interrupt for a moment."

Yong frowned, turned his gaze away from Ye Lanling and slowly turned to the Hun King Yelu, and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

King Jelu put down his hands, took a step forward, and said slowly, "I think your country and our family should have a three-year truce."

As soon as this remark came out, the ministers of the DPRK and China immediately whispered to each other. Everyone knew that the heroic Huns were the biggest threat to the border of Zhou. Several marriages in the previous dynasties were unsuccessful, and now the King Yelu proposed a truce by himself. What a good thing.

Yong was not happy when he heard King Yelu's words, he stared at the smiling man vigilantly, and said coldly, "Conditions."

King Jelu lowered his head and laughed, "It's actually very simple. I want someone from your country."

The hall was so quiet that one could hear the heartbeat. Everyone held their breath, not daring to take a breath to look at this strange Hun King.

"Who?" Yong frowned, his eyes drifted to the group of dancers who hadn't retreated, and the person among the dancers.

King Yelu didn't answer right away, he walked slowly to the center of the hall, walked to the side of the woman in pink, stretched out his hand and gently grabbed the red gauze sleeve, and said with a smile, "He."

"Coax—" Now the hall was discussing like a pot was exploding, those old-fashioned ministers pointed in disbelief, and Yuwen National Protector sitting first on the right even sneered and poured himself a drink.

Ye Lanling raised his head, staring in astonishment at this strange man who tried to break free, but was unable to do so, "Please...please let me go."

"How?" King Yelu looked at the emperor who didn't agree but narrowed his eyes and stared directly at him, with a gloomy face.

"Give it to him." Seeing that Yong was silent, the Queen Mother whispered.

Yong didn't say anything, he stood up, walked down the hall, walked up to King Yelu, looked at those eyes that dared not look at him, and whispered, "Let him go."

"The emperor wouldn't even be willing to part with an ordinary singer." King Yelu stared at Yong, who didn't seem to be joking, and said coldly, "Should the emperor think carefully about a three-year truce for a singer?"

Looking at Ye Lanling's slightly trembling shoulders, Yong repeated, "Let him go."

"emperor……"

Without waiting for King Yelu to finish speaking, Yong slapped the hand holding Ye Lanling directly, and then appeared in front of Yong in an instant, blocking the Hun King who was still trying to rob him.

After looking at the unscathed person in his arms, Yong turned around and said in a daze to King Yelu, the courtiers, and the queen mother and concubines, "He is not an ordinary singer, he is my lover. "

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