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I didn't know Emperor Chen's intention, but I just felt that his seemingly kind smile was extremely strange, and it seemed strange to reflect the atmosphere at the moment.

Before she had time to think about it, Ling Zihan was about to open her mouth when she heard the Queen Mother's voice. Her hanging heart finally calmed down, but she couldn't help but murmur, feeling that the Queen Mother was trying to cover up something.

"The flute and the flute are very similar. They are both pipes vertically and horizontally. There is nothing strange about them. If we say they are similar, it is better to say that these two children are more alike. The Qintian Prison also said that the horoscopes of the two children are

, they are a perfect match."

The Queen Mother also spoke eloquently, and everyone would not go against the Queen Mother's wishes even if they were confused. What's more, at this time, Emperor Chen also answered the question and asked them to quickly play an ensemble to cheer up the family banquet.

Ling Zihan's eyes were always looking at the screen to the left of Emperor Chen. Behind the screen was a person she was familiar with, but at this moment, she felt very strange. Perhaps out of temptation, she looked at the screen.

For a while, Ling Zihan was in the eyes of everyone: "Thanks to my father, the emperor and grandmother will not give up, so my wife and I will sing a love song together with the prince to help the family drink."

Compared to the bland tone of the love-sickness words, the word family was particularly emphasized by Ling Zihan.

The figure on the screen seemed to freeze for a moment and then stopped moving. Ling Zihan squinted her eyes slightly, stood up and looked towards Xuanyuan Huang, nodded at each other, tried the sound test first, and then Xuanyuan Huang started the sound test.

A thoughtful poem is graceful and moving, like a gurgling stream flowing through people's hearts. Sometimes it is clear and crisp, sometimes it is chaotic, sometimes it is agitated, sometimes it is calm, it is graceful and charming, and it is powerful and sonorous. Although I don't know whether it expresses the mentality of the person who wrote the lyrics back then,

But Ling Zihan felt that she had tried her best to interpret the mood of the person who taught her this piece of music.

The vast lovesickness, the numerous figures, the graceful and graceful moonlight of the old days, but looking back in a dream, like smoke, like fog... After listening to the stories that seemed true and false before, coupled with the fusion with the sound of the flute at this time, Ling Zihan became the first

I understood the meaning of this sentence for the first time. Could it be that this was how he felt back then?

The sound of the flute faded, and the sound of the flute was particularly clear, but the gentle expression at the end fell into everyone's hearts, but it was a sweet dream-like memory. It was in line with the joy of tonight's banquet.

Ling Zihan played skillfully, and the corner of her eyes moved toward the screen. The figure still maintained the previous posture, holding a wine glass in his hand, sitting stiffly behind the screen, and seemed to be too intoxicated to enjoy the music. I wonder if it was.

Illusion, when she was finishing up, the figure behind the screen raised her glass of wine towards her.

Slightly startled, Ling Zihan almost played the wrong note. Fortunately, she was extremely proficient in this piece of music, so she didn't make a joke.

"Okay, what a sincere and sincere love song, it reminds me of some past events." Emperor Chen gently patted the faucet on the armrest, then turned to the direction of the screen, squinted his eyes and asked playfully: "National Master

, do you think so?"

There was still no movement inside the screen. Zi Chen, the imperial master, was really inscrutable and mysterious, and... he was very disrespectful to the emperor.

Ling Zihan frowned slightly and silently looked at the strange atmosphere between the two people. She looked at the Queen Mother from the corner of her eye. On her kind face, besides being intoxicated, there was more of a sense of sadness that could not be concealed. She seemed to be stuck in memories.

, but I don’t know why I am feeling emotional.

Seeing that Zi Chen was silent, Emperor Chen seemed to be used to it and didn't mind. He turned to look at Ling Zihan and said, "Girl, who taught you this song?"

"Everyone in the world knows the music score of Xiangsi Ci." Ling Zihan gave an ambiguous answer.

She didn't know why, but she didn't want to tell Emperor Chen the truth, especially when Zi Chen chose to remain silent.

"But your song is very different. It reminds me of the sound of an old friend's flute. It can really be said that the sound lingers around for days, and I don't think it's an exaggeration. You are not accomplished enough and your qualifications are not enough to interpret that.

It’s very flavorful. However, it is not easy to achieve such achievements at this age. Even the Queen Mother is intoxicated by it."

"Yes, the Aijia remembered -" The Queen Mother seemed to want to say something, looked at Emperor Chen and suddenly fell silent, waved her hands, and said helplessly: "That's all, today is a happy day, let's not say we are depressed.

Well, the emperor, after seeing such a good performance, the Ai family also wants to ask for a reward for this girl."

"The mother and queen have already spoken, how can the son dare to break his promise? However, this reward is really hard to get, so why not ask them." Emperor Chen turned his eyes and looked at the two of them with a half-smile. The nobility between his eyebrows could not be ignored.

It's like the dragon's energy they talk about, powerful and powerful coming from the bottomless eyes. "Old Jiu, girl Han, what reward do you want? Just ask."

At this time, if a son does not ask for rewards, he is not giving face to the emperor. Not only is it unflattering, but he may also be criticized. But if you want to speak on your own, you have to weigh the importance, which is not easy.

Human beings all want to be the emperor's son, but they don't know that being the emperor's son is probably the most tiring job in the world.

In the blink of an eye, think about it.

Ling Zihan put down the jade flute and watched Xuanyuan Huang return the jade flute to Qi Dehai. His eyes met unexpectedly. Ling Zihan smiled and let him hold his hand. Everyone saw the intimacy between the two of them.

Inside, but doing this above the main hall, I can't help but feel a little deviant.

The etiquette and etiquette in the heart of the Crown Princess constrained her. This kind of intimacy between the two of them was unethical and shameless in her eyes. She felt disdain from the bottom of her heart, but she felt a vague sense of envy in her heart.

Germination made her look at them a bit disgusting. Then she snorted lightly, but without saying anything more, Xuanyuan Qi opened her mouth and said something sarcastic to the side without fear of flashing her waist.

"Look at the ninth brother and sister-in-law. They are deeply in love as husband and wife. They don't even forget each other when discussing with the father. It really makes us brothers envious and jealous. If the son said it, it would be better if the father proposed that they become a couple.

That’s right, it also completes the saying that they were born as a couple on that day.”

As soon as Xuanyuan Qi finished speaking, the prince took up the conversation again and said: "Eighth brother is right. Ninth brother and nine younger brothers and sisters, why don't you ask your father for a reward in pairs, so that you can get some luck...

…forever and ever!”

Ling Zihan shuddered unconsciously when the prince said this blessing for eternal life and happiness. It was probably because of the prince's voice. His voice was neither yin nor yang, and it always sounded a bit sarcastic.

The smell makes people extremely uncomfortable.

"Say forever, I remembered it. Lao Liu, do you still remember, a few days ago, two Yin-Yang stone seals were urgently sent from eight hundred miles away from Yunzhou, Cheng'an?" Emperor Chen glanced at the prince, and then turned to

Xuanyuan Qian has been quietly drinking by himself.

Hearing the sound, Xuanyuan Qian glanced at Ling Zihan subconsciously, stood up, cupped his hands to Emperor Chen and said, "I remember, those are a pair of unicorn stone seals, one is a chicken-blood stone seal that says forever, and a Shoushan stone seal is engraved with a hundred years.

It’s a good fit.”

"The lottery is not bad. Laojiu, girl Han, since you can't think of anything to ask for, why not make the decision and give you these two stone medals."

Emperor Chen was not consulting at all, so Ling Zihan and the others naturally had no right to say no, so they thanked him in unison.

After the singing, another good show came on stage over there. The prince in Beijing took the princess or concubine one after another to perform carefully prepared performances. Although they were dressed in colorful clothes to entertain the bride, in the end, it turned into an open and secret fight.

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Fang Zhengyan sneered in her heart, Ling Zihan had no intention of participating in their gossip, so she just watched with cold eyes and unconsciously played with the chicken blood stone medal in her hand. The lifelike unicorn was so beautifully carved that she couldn't put it down.

"Qingqing, it's already the third bowl." Xuanyuan Huang's voice rang in her ears. Ling Zihan suddenly came back to her senses. When she raised her hand, she was pricked by the unicorn's tail.

Ling Zihan took a slight breath and hissed. She didn't notice the third bowl, but was attracted by the Qilin that pricked her finger. She looked at the chicken blood stone and the stone chapter carefully.

The tail of the unicorn on the top is engraved with a strange totem. This totem turns out to be——

Feeling astonished in her heart, Ling Zihan stretched out her hand to get Xuanyuan Huang's Shoushan Stone. The two pieces were put together, and the Qilin and Qilin were combined into a pair, and they were collectively called Qilin. The two tails were both facing inward, and they seemed to intersect.

, taking a closer look, the lines of the totem suddenly became clear, and turned into a mark that was familiar to her and could no longer be familiar to her.

She had seen this mark on a person before.

Now think about it carefully, the totem on the jade flute is reversed. If combined with the one inside the flute, would it also be the same totem?

Ling Zihan imagined the combination of these two totems out of thin air.

According to the three-dimensional model of spatial thinking, the combinations changed directions, and the positions were aligned. At the same time, thinking of the totem on the tail of the unicorn, Ling Zihan's thoughts suddenly became clear.

These are not two totems at all, but one. Just like these two seals, the two characters of yin and yang are used.

But what does this totem mean? Probably, you can only know it by asking the person who was branded on it.

"Qingqing, the Imperial Grandmother is calling you." Xuanyuan Huang touched Ling Zihan's hand again, calling her back to her thoughts, and reached out to press the seal in her hand.

Ling Zihan then raised her head, hid the strangeness in her eyes in time, pursed her lips and looked at the Queen Mother with a smile, and blessed herself obediently, "Please punish the Queen Mother, my granddaughter-in-law is distracted."

"It's just a distraction. There is no punishment. But you, don't you have a bad appetite? Why did you drink so much plum soup in a row and you are not afraid of damaging your teeth?"

Everyone's eyes fell on Ling Zihan. The singing and dancing in the hall continued, and the sound of silk and bamboo could be heard endlessly, but there were not many people watching. Different from the Queen Mother's concern and the faint expectation in Emperor Chen's eyes, everyone had different expressions.

His eyes glanced at Ling Zihan, especially the eyes of the imperial concubine were the strangest. Her eyes were half-squinted. Although she stared like this for most of the time, the trace of resentment in her eyes still hadn't had time to completely dissipate.

Ling Zihan lowered her head and glanced at the cup in front of her, and seemed to have thought of something. She shook her head in amusement, "Returning to the Queen's grandmother, the grandson's daughter-in-law was in a trance when looking at the pair of stone seals, so she didn't notice it. Now.

After thinking about it, I realized that the roots of my teeth were really sore!"

Ling Zihan knew whether it was true or false, but she had never pointed it out.

To be honest, she herself was shocked. She didn't expect that she, who had always loved sweets, would change her taste and drink so much plum soup. Just thinking about it made her teeth feel sore, but she didn't feel it at all. Aftertaste

However, I found the plum soup to be delicious.

Everyone's eyes were still weird, and even Xuanyuan Huang's eyes changed. At this time, Princess Yu, who was playing the piano in the middle, also stopped. At the Queen Mother's signal, the musicians and dancers also retreated.
Chapter completed!