My poems and her songs······ Xu Yi is not sluggish, so he naturally knows Yang Yuhuan's thoughts.

It is precisely because of Yang Yuhuan's feelings that Xu Yi has been unable to calm down, and it is a bit chaotic.

Entangled in greed and fear.

How many times have I been greedy once, and I have been extinguished by reason again and again.

Obviously, Yang Yuhuan is about to enter the trajectory that should belong to her, and she is not yet at the point of changing the world, Xu Yi has been warning that it is insurmountable, but there is a little itch in his heart.

Xu Yi didn't want to say: There was once a love in front of me·······

However, the so-called struggle must be based on strength. Xu Yi did not yet have the strength to fight against Yang Yuhuan's fate trajectory.

Xu Yi is reluctant to live as a noble person at the moment, and Xu Yi also knows that Yang Yuhuan can only adapt to a rich life.

Singing and dancing can't feed your stomach, you can't clean up your housework, and you can't raise children.

Xu Yi is rational and understands what he needs. Yang Yuhuan also understands what she needs, but she doesn't know where her fate is going, and Xu Yi knows.

Alas······ It's a pity, and it's embarrassing.

"Xu Yi, what about the poems?"

Xu Yi was irritable, how could he have the heart to think about poetry, and he kept thinking about whether there was a way to realize his greed.

But Cui Ying came over every day in the past few days, and the first sentence after coming over was: What about poetry?

Actually, it's a bit inappropriate to say this, it should be said that Xu Yi didn't sort out the poems in his mind.

"Poetry and words, songs, songs, songs, rhythms and harmony. How can it be so easy, you have to feel it, right? ”

Xu Yi is purely, he needs the feeling of fart, it's just that he has been racking his brains for the past few days to think about whether he can take Yang Yuhuan into the room.

As for the poems, you only need to sort out the poems in your memory, and you don't need to brew or feel at all.

However, it is quite interesting to say this, and the pretending is well founded.

During this period, even Yang Yuhuan came over twice, and when he saw that Xu Yi was either stunned or in a daze, he didn't dare to urge.

They all thought that Xu Yi was pondering poetry, but who knew that Xu Yi was thinking about the possibility of taking Yang Yuhuan into the house.

Princess Xianyi's banquet is the prelude to Yang Yuhuan's entry into the historical stage, which is inevitable.

Unless Xu Yi can complete his marriage to Cui Ying within a year and take Yang Yuhuan into the room as soon as possible······ It's too late, not to mention that Cui Ying is only fourteen years old this year.

If Xu Yi is asked to marry Yang Yuhuan as his wife, to be honest, Xu Yi never thought about it, then he is not a housekeeper.

Xu Yi also thought that he would fight with Concubine Wu Hui and King Shou because of Yang Yuhuan, I am afraid that if he is willing, Yang Yuhuan will not be able to abandon the fate of the Yang family and seek death with himself.

As for fleeing, Xu Yi doesn't care, it's a big deal to follow Yingniang up the mountain, or to go to the barren places of Lingnan, Yazhou, and Yizhou, Xu Yi doesn't care. Can Yang Yu go around?

After thinking about it a lot, Xu Yi found that this matter was very unrealistic······

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world.

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

What other poem can compare to Su Shi's water tune song head?

Xu Yi had already thought about it, just memorize it. When Xu Yi put out his thoughts about Yang Yuhuan in his heart, he decided to continue to maintain the principle of friendliness, so he sang this song.

Well, it's sung. It seems that there is still a bit of correspondence with Xu Yi's emotions that he had to give up Yang Yuhuan······

"Xu Yi... You're really talented! ”

Cui Ying's bright eyes can overflow her heart, and she has a look of adoration, which makes Xu Yi feel refreshed.

"Where's the score?"

"What score?"

"Isn't your long and short sentence already a song? I want a score. ”

"I can only sing, I don't know the score."

Cui Ying couldn't accept it for a while······ Is this genius? You don't need to compose music, just sing it casually, it's such a wonderful poem!

Cui Ying has learned to play, but her level can only be played and sung according to the music score, and she cannot be perfected according to Xu Yi's chanting.

"Uncle Qing, hurry, send someone to summon that Yang Yuhuan, she can perfect the score!"

Cui Ying was excited, and didn't seem to care that this long and short sentence was written by Xu Yi for Yang Yuhuan.

······

Princess Xianyi's banquet, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, almost the entire noble family of the Eastern Capital was invited.

Cui Sheng received an invitation from Princess Xianyi, and Xu Yi also received it.

Cui Sheng knew that Xu Yi was preparing poems for Yang Yuhuan, and asked Cui Ying several times, but Cui Ying was tight-lipped.

Cui Ying has been staying in Xu's Mansion all day these days, and Cui Sheng knows that it should be Xu Yi's poems that have been born, but he doesn't care, he will always see it.

The so-called day of seeing is the day of Princess Xianyi's banquet, the Mid-Autumn Festival of the 22nd year of the Great Blooming Yuan.

The banquet was held in Miyagi, and the nobles and virtuous people of the entire eastern capital were invited, although it was daytime, the same bright candles in the main hall were shining, and it was magnificent. The grandeur of the scene shows the royal dignity.

What made Xu Yi feel fortunate was that he no longer had to participate in the banquet and kneel.

Xu Yi has no intention of promoting the round table and the Taishi chair, but the royal family is always the first to show off the good things in the world.

The full round table and Taishi chairs made Xu Yi feel a little like a wedding banquet in later generations, the only difference was that the center of the main hall was empty······

Princess Xianyi has no title, just a lord, and the order of the entire banquet is sorted by the rank of the lord. Therefore, Xu Yi's position is not at the front, and he can't be at the front.

The most important thing in the Eastern Capital is the old and the young, Xu Yi's baron, and the seats are almost at the door.

The banquet of hundreds of people, as far as Princess Xianyi is concerned, is not enough to control the scene, the whole banquet is a bit chaotic, and the noise has not stopped.

It seems that this is not a princess's banquet, but rather an occasion for the wise men to communicate with each other.

"Knock ······"

I don't know who thought of such a way, but the sound of a drum sounded, and the hall was finally quiet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Princess Xianyi's birthday, I am honored to invite Yang Yuhuan of the Yang family in Shuzhong to dance for the lord, please enjoy the ······"

It was supposed to be a newspaper, but it instantly exploded the entire hall, and the noise was even more chaotic than before.

What made Xu Yi helpless was that all the noise carried some words from Xu Yi, the Xu family boy, and so on······

Xu Yi was very helpless, and he had been avoiding having too close a relationship with Yang Yuhuan, but he didn't expect that in the entire Eastern Capital, everyone thought that this Yang Yuhuan was his own.

"Look at it, you know that the jade lady is yours, and you have to accept it if you don't accept it when the time comes."

"Yingniang, you know I don't have this mind."

"The crowd is excited!"

What is this? Xu Yi also knew that he couldn't blame others, that time at Li Song's banquet, Yang Yuhuan was taken away by himself, and a consensus had been formed in the entire Eastern Capital.

Fortunately, this time he didn't need to do that, and he wouldn't cause everyone how close Yang Yuhuan was to him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the poem was created by Xu Yi, the founder of Hanhai, and the little woman is honored to dance for this poem, which is a great honor!"

As Yang Yuhuan's soft words ended, when she raised her hand slightly, the music sounded, although this prelude was different from what Xu Yi was familiar with, it could still be substituted.

The music is very soft, in the prosperous dynasty of Qiuzi melody, such a soft and peaceful melody, like a breeze, slowly flowing, infiltrating the princes attending the meeting.

The hall was silent.

And Xu Yi is indeed on pins and needles at this time!

Originally, I just wanted to make Yang Yuhuan's dance this time not to entertain people with dance, but to make an appearance, a blockbuster appearance.

But what Xu Yi didn't expect was that the entire aristocratic circle in the Eastern Capital had not forgotten his entanglement with Yang Yuhuan, nor did he expect that Yang Yuhuan would be generous on such an occasion, and unceremoniously stated the reason for the poem······

That's not how it shouldn't be.

Xu Yi's original idea was that Yang Yuhuan would appear in a shy manner, and then the poems and dance music would be amazing, so that the nobles of the Eastern Capital would explore, and he would say that it was because of his hospitality, and he had to write poems out of the mentality of helping.

In this way, he will not appear to be too close to Yang Yuhuan, but he can appear to have a good relationship. Similarly, it also continued his original intention of taking Yang Yuhuan away when Li Song was invited to a banquet······ I don't want Yang Yuhuan to show off as a dancer.

But things didn't go their way!

Xu Yi was wrong, and he was outrageously wrong.

People were intoxicated by the melody, shaking with Yang Yuhuan's dance, but Xu Yi was in turmoil.

Xu Yi looked at the figures shaking his head one by one, trying to see the people at the main table and see if the so-called Shouwang was present······ It's a pity that I can't see clearly, and even if I see clearly, I don't know it, and I can't recognize it.

I hope that such an enlightened Dasheng can be tolerant when dealing with rivals in love, and I hope that Li Mao, who will eventually be a husband who has crossed the water, can be like his father, and he doesn't care about the past of a female baby······

It's a bit out of my own imagination!

I really don't want to have anything dirty with the royal family, especially the prince.

Xu Yi didn't bother to listen to whether the melody was beautiful or not, and he didn't bother to look at Yang Yuhuan's dancing talent.

In the entire hall, only Xu Yi was wandering away, and he was thinking about what might happen in the future······