How many buildings are in the mist

"You really want to dance?"

"You have asked me this question no less than two hundred times, yes, of course, why don't you dance?"

Zhu Xianwan and Duan Qichen sat opposite each other on the couch, Zhu Xianwan was holding a book in his hand, and Duan Qichen was holding a pipa.

"All right." Zhu Xianwan said.

"What are you worried about? The Mid-Autumn Festival is a festival, so it should be celebrated, right? Isn't it a celebration to dance for everyone to see?"

"Didn't I just say a few words, and I made you talk so much." Zhu Xianwan protested softly, and Duan Qichen looked up at her, "I don't know how many times you have said these two sentences. How come there are hundreds of sentences."

At this time, Zhu Xianwan's gaze shot over from the top of the page, and Duan Qichen immediately said softly: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have said it, I shouldn't have said it."

Looking away again, Duan Qichen knew that she was not angry.But they will not speak for a long time.

It's always been like this recently, she thought while caressing the pipa out of tune, what the hell is this guy thinking?Since taking care of Zhu Xianwan to slowly recover from her illness last time, they often pass the time like this.Either spend a day chatting and telling stories in Zhu Xianwan's palace, or spend a day playing the piano and singing in Duan Qichen's palace.The incense was very successful last time, and now it has entered large-scale production. Both of them no longer often make it by themselves, but only participate in the development of new fragrance types.But now the female officials who are looking for Zhu Xianwan are used to going in and out of Duan Qichen's bedroom, which they always describe as exuding "the smell of barbarians".Duan Qichen's maids also stopped embarrassing them early in the morning, but unfortunately this group of people was shameless, and at the beginning they always asked loudly at the door if Concubine Ning was there, as if they were sincerely telling Duan Qichen - Duan Qichen really didn't understand this. The truth in it—until Zhu Xianwan deliberately let it dry for an hour.Zhu Xianwan neither allowed them to leave nor allowed them to come in.After drying it out on a hot day, it was ready.Afterwards, Zhu Xianwan went in and out of Duan Qichen's bedroom as if she were her own, and even became acquainted with the maids. Sitting in an indecent position.

Duan Qichen naturally wanted to protest, we Xianbei people always sit like this!Drinking and eating meat in front of the fire, how can you sit and wait for people to serve you all the dishes?Zhu Xianwan smiled at her, "But what you're holding is tea in your hand, and you're only eating peaches. Are these peaches delicious? I picked them for you from the fruits brought in as a tribute."

Or Zhu Xianwan told her a story, Spring and Autumn and Warring States, Xinling Chunshen; or she told Zhu Xianwan a section of legends, footprints on the ground, and white stags in the mountains.Then she played a piece of music for Zhu Xianwan, and she could sing a song along with it if she wanted.Zhu Xianwan later learned to ask, is there any lyrics in this song?have?Then you sing it to me, okay?No?No... No, let's fill in the lyrics for it!

She always answered in no hurry, enjoying the moment when Zhu Xianwan asked her "Are you okay?"Zhu Xianwan's tone could not be called coquettish, it was just a little softer than usual, but just this little bit was enough to make her intoxicated.If she wanted to say one more word to become "OK", Duan Qichen felt that he was going to die.

And this kind of obsession can't be shown, at least not too obvious, I can only give myself a moment of sluggishness, and then answer Zhu Xianwan "yes".

I love it, but I can't bear it, I want it, but I can't do it.

But gradually Zhu Xianwan seemed to be aware of it, and sometimes she didn't take the initiative to make these requests.Duan Qichen asked bravely once, Zhu Xianwan's explanation was "I'm afraid you will be troublesome", Duan Qichen smiled and said, what trouble is there.Zhu Xianwan didn't look her directly in the eyes, nor did she answer the words.

If she doesn't argue with Zhu Xianwan a little bit, she is afraid that she won't be able to arouse Zhu Xianwan's interest, and then she will have nothing to say to Zhu Xianwan, and lose the progress she has made-I am trying to get closer to you bit by bit, can you see it?After so many years, we finally became close because of a special encounter, and found that this is the greatest and only precious happiness we have in the deep palace. Not getting it or getting it and then losing it is painful.But my efforts were so isolated that they were like rowing a canoe across the waves against the head of the waves.Are you really a Yiren on the water side?Backtracking from it, the road is long and obstructive.

But if she has raised the bar, she will also worry about making Zhu Xianwan unhappy, like just now.

"Why didn't you play today?" Zhu Xianwan asked, her eyes never leaving the scroll, her voice lazily said, "Seeing you fiddle with it for a long time, you can't make a tune."

"I don't know what to play. What are you looking at?"

"I'm reading The Classic of Mountains and Seas."

"Is that the book that says there are monsters everywhere?"

"Monsters—" Zhu Xianwan laughed and put down the book, "There are monsters. Are you tired, do you want to rest?"

Zhu Xianwan's voice softened, and Duan Qichen felt like he had fallen into honey, "Why are you so tired, I just sit here and play the pipa all day long."

"Playing the pipa is also tiring." A cunning thought flashed through Duan Qichen's mind, but he didn't say anything, pretended to think about it, and rubbed his forearm again, "I don't think so, after all, you are pampered. But you Say, it reminds me that I was going to dance for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, but I didn’t practice or arrange it; you are here today, so don’t leave, and be the first audience for me.” Then he jumped off the floor, All the way outside, Zhu Xianwan shouted in Xianbei dialect to the maidservants to get ready, but Zhu Xianwan didn't have time to stop her, and there was no answer to shouting again.

Zhu Xianwan sighed and followed her, put away the book in her hand, and prepared to call the maid to send it back first, probably not to read it today.But on second thought, what about tomorrow?Maybe I still have to come?Duan Qichen has such a temperament. When doing things, it seems that thinking of a thought is a thought, and it is random, but when he does it, he refuses to give up and must do it well.It's only a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. She's starting to practice now. If it's more complicated, she won't have to practice for several days?

It was quiet for a while, and the language that I didn't understand echoed outside.Zhu Xianwan likes to be quiet, so she didn't like Duan Qichen's chirping and quacking, or maybe it was because Duan Qichen had bad words for her in the past; now, compared to being completely quiet, she would be happier if Duan Qichen was talking next to her.Now, Duan Qichen's voice even brought her a sense of peace of mind, and it didn't hinder her from reading at all.She doesn't feel distracted, or the distraction is effortless.One day when she returned to the palace, washed and went to sleep, she remembered in the dark that she once asked her sister that Feng Zihuan had such a bad temper sometimes, didn't her sister always hate this?

Zhu Xianzhi's smile under the sun was very gentle, "If you like it, why would you care? If you like it, everything is good."

Do you like her?She thought, closing her eyes at night, various appearances of Duan Qichen appeared in front of her eyes.Of course this guy is good-looking, charming, unrestrained and unrestrained, he neither clings to his own culture nor despises the customs of other races, nor is he rigid and pedantic.Although he still doesn’t have much literacy since he entered the palace, his knowledge has increased day by day. One day, he told her the story of the struggle between Chu and Han, and this guy actually talked about where Xiang Yu lost, where Liu Bang won, and how Although Xiang Yu was defeated, he left his name through the ages and lived a generous life. Although Liu Bang won, he fought hard and his character was not a gentleman.

Didn't she laugh at Duan Qichen who never liked Confucian scholars?Duan Qichen laughed and said, when did Confucian scholars practice Confucianism and Taoism!Zhu Xianwan felt that this remark was very reasonable, while thinking about it, Duan Qichen thought that what he said just now offended her, and immediately began to apologize.

Thinking of those words, Zhu Xianwan was about to laugh.Don't look at those who are eloquent and eloquent on weekdays. If you can't say a few words to apologize, you won't be able to find the right words.Where had he seen Duan Qichen like this before, he actually laughed; this smile was a relief from embarrassment.

do i like herMaybe I like it.I even envy her, although she will definitely say that there is something to envy, we are the same people.But I still envy her, because she is like a flagpole in the wind. The strong wind makes the flag flutter, but the flagpole still stands upright, unmoved, and even dismisses the wind.And I, I'm like that flag, being blown around and making noises I don't want to make.

"What are you thinking about? You're in a daze again." Duan Qichen came back, and said that the maidservants are getting ready, so wait a bit.Then she changed her clothes in front of Zhu Xianwan.Zhu Xianwan was not surprised by Duan Qichen's boldness, but murmured, "I miss you like a flagpole."

"Flagpole?? Where, where is it like a flagpole??" Duan Qichen was confused, and stroked his body roughly with both hands, thinking that he had everything he should have, not knowing that his movements were charming and seductive.

"You are like a flagpole, no matter how the wind blows, you will not move. You know who you are and what you should do." Duan Qichen turned around and saw Zhu Xianwan lowered her head, not looking at herself. Wherever it blows, I will fall. Hanging there, I don’t even know what I mean.”

Duan Qichen walked forward quickly, bent over and stretched out his hands to hold Zhu Xianwan's face, and said seriously: "You are not a flag, you are a weeping willow, yes, yes, yes, poplar."

"poplar?"

"It's tall, straight, and white. In autumn, the leaves are golden yellow. When the sun shines, it's very beautiful. Zhu Xianwan, listen, don't—don't be like this, even if others regard you as a flag, no one will It can’t stop you from wanting to be a poplar tree. How others think of you has nothing to do with what you think you should look like. How you think of yourself can determine what you look like. If you don’t want to, just Don't let others control you."

She looked at Duan Qichen's brightly made-up face and the sincere expression on his face, and was also burned by Duan Qichen's gaze.As soon as she lowered her head, Duan Qichen also let go, but luckily the maidservants came in.Duan Qichen said to her, but didn't look at her: "Quickly, come and help us see, is it good to dance like this?"

Zhu Xianwan said helplessly, "I'm a Han, how do I know if it's okay?"

"It's just for the Han people to watch. If you don't watch it, who will watch it?"

After reading it over and over again, she raised her opinion, and Duan Qichen discussed and revised it with the maidservants.When she went back to the bedroom to sleep at night, the music of the Northland was still echoing in her ears.The maid suddenly said, Your Majesty, it stands to reason that it is inappropriate for the concubine to dance at the banquet, isn't it?Zhu Xianwan froze for a moment, then replied with a smile, I have long since given up on those outdated ideas.The maid did not continue to ask.Lying on the bed, she suddenly remembered this sentence:

She can do whatever she wants, just dance, she is beautiful enough, and she dances beautifully, who is in the way?

The family banquet on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival was held grandly by Zhu Xianwan, not only because this year was peaceful and smooth, but also because she was happy, and His Majesty was also happy.However, at the banquet, she didn't pay attention to Cui Xuanji sitting next to her when His Majesty bestowed a seat on Cui Xuanji, don't set up a smaller table, and whispered a few words from time to time; Bringing Xie Yan here, looking away from time to time, touching hands and hooking fingers quietly: she can't pay attention to these details that are actually very different from the past, because she has been expecting Duan Qichen to dance.

Duan Qichen sat on the seat for not long, and after drinking with him for a few rounds, he resigned and said to change clothes to prepare, the emperor agreed.As a result, as soon as the people around her left, Zhu Xianwan suddenly felt empty. Although she also chatted with her two nieces, encouraged them to chat with the emperor, and even chatted with the emperor, her words were always meaningless and absent-minded.It wasn't until Duan Qichen came up that she regained her sanity, and even became more sober. The whole person's attention was on Duan Qichen, and she couldn't see Feng Zihuan's body leaning in the direction of Cui Xuanji, and Xie Yan held Feng Zihuan tightly. Zizhang's hand.

Duan Qichen changed the tune, it is not so Xianbei, but more like a Chinese ballad.The rhythm is moderate and the tune is long. It seems that it has absorbed a lot of court rituals and music of the Han family, and the banquets of these years are not in vain.What about action?Zhu Xianwan saw that their movements became soft and slow, stretched and relaxed, like butterflies fluttering in the flowers, like peregrine falcons soaring in the air; when they turned around, Duan Qichen was more like flying flowers in the wind, light, elegant, and at ease , although the entity of the petals is falling, the soul seems to be slowly flying into the sky.

After the dance, all the audience applauded, and even the female officials who served by the side cast admiring and envious eyes.Feng Zihuan happily said that he wanted to reward, Feng Zizhang just nodded with a smile, Cui Xuanji said that His Majesty would reward Duan Concubine at every turn, and what to do with Concubine Duan; Feng Zihuan smiled and pointed with his fingers but did not criticize; It danced really well. I don't know when I will be lucky enough to play the flute to accompany Concubine Duan: while Duan Qichen is standing in the middle, still panting, smiling happily, the gold flower on his forehead is shining brightly, Zhu Xianwan can even see it The sparkle in her eyes.

When the banquet was over, everyone went their separate ways, and the two returned to Duan Qichen Palace together.As soon as Duan Qichen entered the room, he threw himself on the couch and lay down, "Today, how did I dance today?"

"Okay, that's great."

"Then you didn't say anything just now."

"Didn't I stare dumbfounded? Next time you want me to express it in public, I will praise you in public every day."

"I don't—" Stomach retracted, waist straightened, still a little sore, Duan Qichen sat up, and said next to Zhu Xianwan, "I don't want you to praise me in public...I'm just afraid you didn't see it."

"I see, it's all right, I'm afraid I won't see such a good one again in the future."

The two stood shoulder to shoulder, heard each other's breath, and looked at each other's eyebrows and nose.Duan Qichen looked down and saw Zhu Xianwan's rouged lips, his heart beat like thunder, and he stood up with a whoosh.

"If you like it, I'll show it to you every day! Which section do you like today?"

Zhu Xianwan didn't know what she was up to, so she answered truthfully that she liked the part of turning around.

"That's not the best spin, come on, I'll give you one!"

Later, she herself felt embarrassed when she thought about it, what does it mean "I'll transfer one for you".But because that night was really beautiful and the result was very good, she didn't pursue the strange and funny words: she intended to dance to ease her restlessness, after all, she was afraid that confessing to Zhu Xianwan at this time would ruin everything Naihe turned and turned, this monotonous and repetitive movement made her almost feel like she was in a trance. In addition, she drank again, was inattentive, did not grasp the stopping posture well, and her feet were unstable. The man rushed forward, but was caught by Zhu Xianwan, which was just right.

Just in time, Duan Qichen's hair was "twirled" by herself at this time, and a few strands were scattered on his forehead; just in time, Zhu Xianwan caught her elbows with both hands, and was crushed on the couch by her unstable center of gravity, She was lying down; it happened that Zhu Xianwan was fascinated by her, and she was fascinated by Zhu Xianwan.

"I take back what I said earlier."

"What?"

"You are not Bai Yang, you are a little white fox. Smart and cute, with a pair of gray, charming, eyes."

Her voice was getting lower and lower, people were getting closer and closer, and Zhu Xianwan's remaining rationality was getting less and less, which was not enough to form resistance.As a result, when Duan Qichen kissed her, the phrase "then what are you" that she originally wanted to say had been left behind.

The maids of the two outside the door saw that the two had not been out for a long time, so they just closed the door quietly and went to their own business.After all, Duan Qichen once stayed at Zhu Xianwan's place because he was drunk, so it's a courtesy.Only Zhu Xianwan, who woke up the next morning, was stunned under the covers, her mind was like a muddle, trying to reconstruct what Duan Qichen had done to her last night—after all, waking up completely was the first time in her life.