Su Xuanyan gently shook the newly made jade fracture fan with his fingertips, and glanced at Su Yijun who was at the desk correcting the memorial, with a hint of resentment in his tone.
"Brother Emperor, you called me to enter the palace. I came, but you didn't say a word. I still want to watch Jiu'er play the little flower god."
Today he could get up early on purpose and even choose his position, but Su Yijun suddenly summoned him into the palace with an imperial edict. He drank several cups of tea and just watched him correct the memorial.
Su Yijun raised his eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at Zhou Fu who was waiting on the side, "King Ding'an is hungry, go and bring some more cakes."
Zhou Fu couldn't help but twitch his forehead, glanced at Su Xuanyan sympathetically, bowed and said, "Yes."
"Hey! Wait! No need!"
Su Xuanyan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he quickly stopped Zhou Fu. In less than half an hour, he had already drank five cups of tea and a plate of pastries. If he ate any more, his stomach would burst.
He looked at Su Yijun pleadingly, "Brother Emperor, just be kind and let me go!
If there is anything you need, just give me your instructions."
After Su Yijun finished correcting the last memorial, he stood up and looked at Su Xuanyan, who was looking bitter, expressionlessly, "It's nothing, I'm just teasing you."
Su Xuanyan: "..."@##￥%&***!
Su Yijun walked to the clothes rack on the side, took off his outer robe, put on the regular clothes that had been prepared long ago, tilted his head to look at Su Xuanyan with a distorted face, and asked seriously: "Isn't it funny?"
Su Xuanyan and Zhou Fu:...
"Brother Imperial." Su Xuanyan took a deep breath.
Su Yijun changed into his regular clothes and responded softly: "Yes."
"I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about comedy." I always wonder if the poison in my royal brother has affected his brain.
"...Oh." Su Yijun glanced at Su Xuanyan coldly, "If Jiu'er were here, she would definitely find it very funny."
As he said that, Su Yijun had a look on his face that said, "People like you will definitely not understand Jiu'er's laughter."
Su Xuanyan:......
Sure enough, it hurt my brain.
Also, Jiu'er's ability to laugh is entirely in line with your performance. Do you really think you are funny?
Su Xuanyan stopped talking. He always felt that if he continued talking, the emperor might say something shocking.
Seeing that Su Yijun had changed into regular clothes, Su Xuanyan realized something was wrong, "Brother Emperor, what are you doing?"
Su Yijun glanced at Su Xuanyan, "Of course I want to see Jiu'er."
"...Then why did you summon me to the palace?" If it weren't for Su Yijun, he would have been sitting in the best seat in Wangjiang Tower, drinking tea and looking at Jiu'er.
"Well, I didn't see it."
"...?"
So, because you have a memorial to approve and can’t read it, you want to drag me along?
Su Xuanyan almost didn't put the word 'outrageous' on his forehead.
But in front of Su Yijun, Su Xuanyan did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.
Su Yijun glanced at him, "Do you have any objections?"
Su Xuanyan smiled: "No, no." That's weird!
"Okay, let's go. If we go late, we won't see Jiu'er." With that said, Su Yijun strode towards the entrance of the palace.
Su Xuanyan shook the folding fan in his hand, took a few deep breaths, but still followed behind Su Yijun.
The entrance to the palace.
Zhou Fu told Xiao Anzi: "I went out of the palace with your majesty. You should do your job well and never go on business."
"Yes, Master." Xiao Anzi responded seriously.
"Okay, I'll go as a teacher then." Zhou Fu glanced at Su Yijun who came out of the hall, and quickly followed him.
Xiao Anzi looked at the three people leaving with a bit of envy in his eyes.
Woohoo, he really wants to see the Ninth Princess playing the little Flower Goddess!
**
The villain stared at a certain place in the crowd in confusion.
She seemed to have seen Brother Xuanyuan just now, but hadn't Brother Xuanyuan already returned to Eastern Mongolia?
Before Su Jiu could take a closer look, a pleasant singing sound suddenly came from the front.
The Flower God Festival in Beiyan Kingdom is held every three years. The selected Flower God must sit on a sedan chair and be carried around the capital by twelve people for people to worship. Every major road intersection must meet
Set up a high platform and invite jugglers to perform.
Let the people pray and feel the joyful atmosphere of the festival at the same time.
This is also the reason why, although Su Yijun's cruel and unkind temper spread in the palace, the people still support Su Yijun very much.
In fact, the people don't care at all who is sitting in that position. What they care more about is whether the person in that position can let them live a good life, have enough food to eat and wear warm clothes. For them, no matter how happy they are,
But something.
The performances on the high platform are not so much for worshiping the flower gods, but as a welfare for the common people, because these performances would cost money to watch on weekdays.
For a time, almost everyone was attracted by the performance on the high platform.
Su Jiu held her chin with her hands, looking at the lead dancer on the high platform with her almond-shaped eyes without blinking.
She was the young lady who was molested by Brother Tuoba that night.
Ruyan wore a pear-white light shirt today. When she danced, her figure was light and boneless. This time, she did not wear a veil, which made some people who had never seen her true appearance take a breath.
gas.
"Sure enough, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. This girl Ruyan is really stunning. No wonder she has won the title of Courtesan three times in a row!"
"You have a beautiful smile and beautiful eyes, especially that waist. It's not an exaggeration to say that it will captivate a country!"
"The beauty's dancing posture is also very moving, she really looks like a picture scroll."
"But why does Miss Ruyan dance for the Flower Goddess Festival today? In previous Flower Goddess Festivals, only a few famous singers came to dance."
"Is this your Majesty's order? I heard from my cousin who is on duty in the palace that this Ninth Princess is deeply favored by His Majesty, and has the best food and clothing in the palace. It must be because the Ninth Princess likes it, so if
Only smoke will come to the stage."
"..."
While the crowd was talking a lot, a tall figure squatting on the ground stood out.
Another petite boy, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, grabbed the big man's ear.
"I told you to be careful, Jiu'er almost saw us just now."
The young man said this very close to him. If others listened carefully, they would find that this was not a young man's voice at all, but a woman's voice.
Su Jingqin glanced coldly at the graceful figure dancing on the high platform, then lowered her head again and looked at Xuanyuan Che who was squatting on the ground aggrievedly, her tone was solemn.