Today is the emperor's twenty-fifth birthday, and hundreds of officials are invited to celebrate his birthday. The red wall and yellow tiles, the golden splendor, a song and dance, the scene of ringing the bell and chime.

The king of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty, Yan Li, sat upright on his throne, wearing a dark robe, with long shoulders and broad shoulders, and his long dark blue hair hung down on the ground like flowing seawater, as if the four could drag out a stream, and the wonderful color made people unable to take their eyes off. A pair of eyes as shallow as the blue sky but as deep as the boundless, as if with a mysterious attraction. Next to him was his queen, who was one year younger than Yan Li, with a serious expression and the momentum of a queen. On the other side of the emperor, a slightly lower position than the queen is Concubine Lan's seat.

Concubine Lan looks younger than the queen and is much more beautiful. She was wearing a pink narcissus scattered green leaf dress, with pearl and jasper hairpins inlaid diagonally in her bun, her skin was like snow, her eyes were bright, and her demeanor was like an orchid

"Husband, don't worry about me, I will definitely not discredit my husband." Qianqian said, but frowned slightly, as if she was extremely uncomfortable.

At the palace banquet, there will be some acute programs, and the participants will often be allowed to perform. Li Deng regretted it a little, maybe he shouldn't have brought Qianqian over, but this was an order from His Majesty himself, and if he took leave, it would be more deliberate.

"Your Majesty seems to be watching you, let's sit down." Qianqian found that Yan Li glanced at His Majesty, so she pulled Li Deng's sleeve.

The birthday gift was presented to the emperor, and then it was time to perform the show. This is a good time to compete for favor, and the harem concubines have endless levels of means to win, but in the end, it was Concubine Lan who came out on top. Her dance is beautiful, comparable to Feiyan.

The queen's face is not good-looking, and Yan Li does not have much expression from His Majesty, and has always been careless. This also made Concubine Lan's pride in her heart a little more restrained.

At this moment, Ting Yanli asked, "Which is the Prime Minister's wife?" ”

Qianqian bowed her head, and hurriedly stepped forward and knelt in the center of the main hall, "The courtier Wang Ruoqian, I have seen the emperor." ”

Yan Li was still careless, as if he hadn't heard Qianqian's reply, tasting the wine in the cup by himself, with a little drunkenness in his eyes.

Qianqian was also a little puzzled, her right little finger couldn't help but hook, and she took a deep breath.

Seeing this, Yan Li, who was originally careless, suddenly came to his senses, looked at Qianqian, and said, "Get up." ”

After Qianqian got up, she heard Yanli say: "It is said that the prime minister's wife is very good at singing and dancing, so why don't you perform here." ”

is good at singing and dancing is Wang Ruoyin, Wang Ruoqian is good at horseback riding, if it is the original owner, he may not be able to get off the stage, Qianqian still has some skills that can be used.

"If you go back to the emperor, the one who is good at singing and dancing is my sister Ruoyin, and the courtiers are good at horseback riding, and the piano skills are also a little better." In a blink of an eye, Qianqian threw Wang Ruoyin out. She has a twin sister who is not known to everyone in Kyoto, and now she wants to make this public.

"Then how did I hear that you are good at singing and dancing? Raise your head and speak. ”

Qianqian raised her head, looked in the direction of Yan Li, and chuckled: "My sister and the courtier's wife look exactly the same, if someone is mistaken, it won't be strange." ”

Li Deng's face suddenly looked a little unpleasant, since Qianqian said today that she is not good at singing and dancing, then Ruoyin naturally can't perform this after replacing her, if she performs, it will naturally arouse the suspicion of others.

Yan Li seemed to be interested, "Your courage is not small, since you have some piano skills, let's play the piano to help the fun." ”

Qianqian stroked the body of the piano, walked to the side and sat down, put the piano flat, took a deep breath, and the jade fingers began to fluctuate on the guqin, very smooth. Different from the graceful sound of others, the sound played by Qianqian is more majestic and atmospheric.

She played the repertoire of the general's expedition, and listening to the sound of the zhengzhengqin, people seemed to see the scene when the general went out on the battlefield. The climax faded away, leaving only a few short piano sounds whimpering, as if mourning for the general who died on the battlefield.

Before everyone applauded, he heard the sound of the piano humming and saw Qianqian lying on the piano.

Something happened to the prime minister's wife, and the maid next to her should react the fastest, Your Majesty, what kind of trouble are you going to make? Why did you pick up the Prime Minister's wife? Why did Imperial Doctor Xuan enter your dormitory?

Are you doing this when no one else exists? Didn't you see that the prime minister's face was almost green?