"According to the concubine, Concubine Li has been in the palace to serve Your Majesty for many years, and she is pregnant with a dragon heir, which is really meritorious, why don't you settle it according to the funeral ceremony of the imperial concubine?"

His Majesty did not speak, but it should have acquiesced.

When the queen saw it, she dared to continue: "There is also Miss Xi Yin, this is the only sister behind Concubine Li, it is better to give Miss Xi Yin the title of county lord to show condolences to Concubine Li Guifei's death in the sky." The child in Concubine Li's belly, although she has no chance to be a father and son with Her Majesty in this life, according to the concubines, it is better to do a supernatural ritual according to the status of the crown prince! ”

Every word and deed, generous, impeccable, this queen really deserves to be a queen.

"The queen has a heart, you can do it." His Majesty got up after saying that, and Xu Zhilan vaguely saw the sadness in His Majesty's eyes, but it was quickly covered up by the dignity of an emperor.

In this world, an emperor is never allowed to have soft places.

In the thirtieth year of Kangling, in mid-August, Concubine Li passed away, and the emperor's grace was mighty, and she was named the Imperial Concubine of Jiaxian, only 20 years old.

The fog was misty and the rain was deep, as if all things in heaven and earth were immersed in such sorrow.

Xu Zhilan looked at the raindrops outside the window, and couldn't help but stroke his wrist, obviously the bracelet was still there, how could a person die overnight?

Death, what a terrible thing, when you die, there is no more thought and no soul.

"Don't be so upset." Twilight said with relief.

Xu Zhilan didn't know why she was so sad, maybe there were some empathetic factors mixed in, maybe it was because she spent so much effort but still couldn't save a poor person like her from the palace and felt sorry.

Or perhaps, because she has long regarded the child in Concubine Li's belly as her concubine.

"Aren't you a miracle doctor, why can't you even save Concubine Li?" Xu Zhilan muttered, although he was talking about Twilight Baishou, his tone was clearly self-blame.

The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none. It is the most beneficial spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital.

I'm the best girl dancing in the dance studio, my name is Peony.

I chose the name myself, because I don't remember my name, to be exact, I seem to be a person without a name.

But I can be sure that I am not an orphan, even if the other moths in the dance hall are jealous of me and call me a son of a son who has no father, no mother, and no one cares.

But I don't care, because they're all jealous of me, and I just need to practice my dancing so that no one can match me.

In fact, I don't have the so-called talent for dancing, it's all made of steel.

I came to this dance shop when I was 12 years old, and my mother picked me up from the snow when she saw that I was pitiful, and I remember that when I entered the dance studio, the housekeeper scolded my mother because the housekeeper said that she didn't raise idlers.

As for how I stayed, I was probably diligent and obedient enough, and I was quite beautiful, and most importantly, I still had a little bit of dancing talent, because I only watched the Feiluan dance performed by those little dancers, and I knew half of it.

When the steward saw this, he was glaciful enough to leave me behind, and gave me a bite to eat, and after eating it I worked harder, and I went to the dance hall before dawn, and I rested until the middle of the night, and was subjected to the ridicule and beatings of the wild girls who did not enter the stream.

Day after day, year after year, I don't remember how much sweat and tears I shed in the dance room, but I finally became the best girl in the dance room.

is also the only person in the dance workshop who can be appreciated by Le Lingjun.

This dance workshop is the property under the name of Leling Jun Chi Shui, leaving only the girl who can dance the Feiluan dance.

In order to get Le Lingjun's appreciation, I admit that I also played a little cautiously.

On April 17 of that year, when the apricot blossoms were drizzling, I stood alone under the south city gate, dancing on the city tower, this time I had practiced countless times in the dance workshop, I followed the silk and bamboo orchestra, I was engrossed in every movement, concentrated on every expression, and even the hair was perfectly controlled......

"Soaring like a frightening flood, graceful like a dragon. The girl's Feiluan dance can be regarded as a perfect fire, Feiluan, Feiluan, Feiluan is a kind of phoenix, is a brave bird, you dance softer, almost a little Luanniao's bravery, I don't know which dance studio the girl is? ”

I turned my head and saw that Le Lingjun was still a heroic young man smiling at me, like a spring breeze, his blue robe was stained with a little hazy drizzle, and the tips of his hair were slightly wet, like a light in the rain.

At this time, his body was not so bad.

"Thank you for your advice, I'm the peony of Qingyuefang." I blessed him with a blessed body, even though I already knew that he was Le Lingjun at this time, but I still pretended not to know his identity and called him "Gongzi".

"Qingyue Fang? It was a girl in my workshop, but I didn't know that there was a girl in my neighborhood who danced Feiluan so well. ”

I saw Le Lingjun laughing, and I laughed too, laughing very happily, forgetting all the grievances I had suffered in Qingyuefang and all the hardships I had suffered.

I accompanied him from the South City Gate to the East City Gate, and he told me that his mother's hometown, Dongling, went out through the East City Gate, where there was the sea, there were fish in the sea, and later there were ashes of his parents and the Great Wei soldiers in the sea.

It turned out that Le Lingjun, the only foreign monarch surnamed Dawei in Fenghua Shangjing, also had such a sad past.

I looked at him with a smile on his lips, but there was a wound in his eyes, and I was very distressed.

"Peony, would you like to help me?"

When Le Lingjun said this to me, I knew that I had no way to refuse, because I also needed this opportunity.

With this opportunity, I had something to rely on, and I dared to leave the dance studio, to leave the place that I could not heal for the rest of my life.

This is what I have been looking forward to and planning for.

"Peony is willing."

Later, I have been living with Le Lingjun in the bamboo garden of the Mountain of No Return, Le Lingjun's illness seems to be very serious, sometimes a disease is ten days and half a month, such a dashing young man was tortured into an inhuman appearance in half a year, and lost weight twice.

But when he was sober, he would always come to watch me dance, and every time he came, he would always point out my shortcomings, so my Feiluan dance finally broke through the bottleneck, and the progress was also rapid.

I remember once when I was dancing, Le Lingjun took a pen to paint a picture of Danqing for me, and also inscribed on the painting, although I didn't understand the meaning of the poem, but I was very happy.

Le Lingjun said: "Peony, this painting is for you, I hope your interest in Feiluan Dance will always be so enthusiastic." ”

I looked closely, and although the woman in the painting had a slightly different eyebrow from mine, the dancing was the same.

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