The First Empress - Chapter 29

Chapter 29 Inexplicable Finale
The wind blew and flowers spat, and upstairs, they learned to sing and dance.

The dance in the Calyx Pavilion is finally over. The Empress looks at Huiqi. Huiqi looks back and says with a smile, “You’re all tired today. Go back and rest early. It’s as if I’ve treated you badly. I’m really uneasy.” After Huiqi finished speaking, he prepared to stand up. The Empress was also secretly anxious and said, “Your Majesty, this concubine has something that I don’t know if I should say.”

Bu Linglong bit her pale lower lip and looked at the Empress. Could it be that she had been deprived of the right and opportunity to perform? Didn’t the Empress say that she would support him? At this time, he shouldn’t give up on himself so quickly. If he gave up, wouldn’t the “calm waves” he had painstakingly prepared be useless? The pair of white catkins clenched each other, trembling slightly.

The Emperor looked at Ji Zhu Hua’s snow-white skin and asked, “Is there anything else? You have always been someone who has nothing to say.” Empress Ji Zhuhua’s eyes revealed a kind of pearl-like softness. She looked at Huiqi and said, “Your Majesty, there’s still one last show that Your Majesty hasn’t watched.”

Last one?

Hui Qi lightly waved his hand, “I’m also tired today. Please reward me-”

It seemed that the situation couldn’t be changed. Linglong could only bitterly smile in her heart. She didn’t expect her luck to be so bad. All the good and bad performances had already been completed. Only she suddenly stopped here. What should she do? His heart was also in a hurry, but there was nothing he could do. He could only leave the right to speak to Ji Zhuhua and the Emperor.

Bu Linglong was one of the thousands of women of the Emperor, so she naturally wouldn’t pay attention to her dance.

However, the Empress chose to talk in a roundabout way. This sentence made Hui Qi a little interested. “The last one is not dance.”

He had seen too many dances today. Sure enough, Emperor Huiqi was already tired of aesthetics. If it was still dancing, he naturally didn’t want to see it. Now that he heard this, he immediately became interested. “Acrobatics or magic tricks?”

The Empress shook her head, “Neither. Let Sister Bu prepare.”

Hearing this, Hui Qi smiled and said, “I’ve only heard of poetry, books, rituals, and music for a long time. Then prepare.”

Only then did Linglong feel relieved, and then she arrived at the back stage. She held the jade flute in her hand and felt that it was so cold that she almost fell to the ground. However, Linglong knew that she must perform well. She must not break the jade flute. If it was broken, not only her own life, but her entire family would also be angered.

Behind him, he met Princess Bao Luo, who was retreating sadly. The moment the two of them looked at each other, it was clear that Bao Luo had suddenly grown up a lot. It turned out that it was really an instant for a person to grow up. Linglong really saw the loss in Bao Luo’s eyes, but she was still grateful to herself. “Mother Bu, thank you. Just now.”

Linglong only regretted that she had spoken so lightly. She didn’t help Bao Luo. Nian had already beaten the drum in front of her. She needed to go on stage. She only weakly held Bao Luo’s hand. “Bao Luo, don’t be disappointed. It’s like this in the palace. With Mother Bu here, don’t worry. Nobody loves you and your Mother Bu.”

This time, Baoluo did not call Linglong “Big Sister Bu”. She also knew that Baoluo had been stimulated to a certain extent. Even her own father did not “recognize” her and did not pay attention to her. What else could she care about?

Hearing the thunder of the golden drums in front of her, Bao Luo hurriedly let go of Linglong’s hand and said, “Imperial Concubine Bu, hurry up and go. Listen to the front.”

Bu Linglong hurriedly went to the front.

Linglong stood in the middle of the stage, like an orchid in an empty valley that bloomed leisurely. The Emperor looked at Linglong with a relaxed expression and asked, “Concubine Bu, what are you going to perform?”

Linglong purposely put on a look of ignorance and said, “This concubine is playing the flute.”

“Blow the flute–” Hui Qi asked, “Why did you choose such an instrument?”

Linglong did not avoid it and looked into Hui Qi’s scorching eyes. She said, “Because my father likes to let my concubines learn these elegant music since I was young, I have always been diligent and accomplished. I have probably learned a little bit.”

Actually, Hui Qi understands. The surface of what he said is already very essential. Hearing this, he nods his head cautiously. “Alright, you can play it now. Let me and the concubines listen to it.”

Linglong nodded and placed the jade flute on her lips. She covered her cherry lips and played it slightly. Just as the sound overflowed, the Empress widened her eyes. Even Hui Qi widened her eyes. How did she know that she actually liked the “calm waves”? This secret was something that only Imperial Concubine Mother would know when she was alive.

But what was going on, and how did she know?

The Empress secretly observed Huiqi’s expression. There was a sense of shock on this person’s face. There was a sense of peace, joy, and disbelief. In short, the Emperor’s eyes were gentle from beginning to end. Ji Zhuhua’s heart ached slightly. She was extremely sad. She did not expect that she would guess wrongly.

She originally thought that the Emperor liked “who is in charge of the ups and downs”, but why did the Emperor seem to listen so comfortably? After all, they were getting farther and farther away, and she sighed in her heart.

Huiqi looked at Linglong’s beautiful face. Linglong also looked at Huiqi’s picturesque face. She had already confirmed that the letter was true. At that time, Huiqi liked to listen to this kind of music in the summer when cicadas were chirping.

So she was even bolder. She continued to play and continue to perform. Today, Linglong was dressed in translucent white clothes. She could vaguely reveal the dark red birthmark of a butterfly on her left collarbone. Huiqi looked at Linglong and his thoughts suddenly drifted into the clouds. It was so far away–

In his memory, there was a stunning beauty standing at the small porch window. She played the flute “Flat Wave”. Huiqi’s smiling face welcomed the sunlight. After looking at Mother for a while, she smiled again. Her mother was beautiful but not the most favored concubine. Therefore, her life was not very good. She assumed that Cloud Hall had already become the place of Changlin Fengcao, but this melody still brought back his long-standing memories.

Huiqi looked at Linglong. The red butterfly beneath the white shirt was very bright. It was as if it was ready to fly away from its chest after a while. It was as if it was its own memories. It would slowly fly away.

Linglong’s eyebrows were slender and beautiful, and his cheeks felt like they could be blown apart. He thought of the timid voice that told him when he first went to bed, “Your Majesty, you can enjoy yourself … Your concubines don’t feel any pain …”

Now that Zhang Rong’s face was not far away from him, his heart was beating for a moment. Then, with the disappearance of Xiao Yin, his thoughts calmed down.

The Empress did not expect that this song would calmly dissolve her. She originally wanted Linglong to play “Whose Master is Floating and Sinking”, but now, she really did not need it anymore. Everything had already started smoothly. Her path was far away in front of her, filled with embroidery and prosperity.

Linglong’s eyes were like clear water. Huiqi looked at the flowing spring and didn’t know what to say. Linglong didn’t expect Huiqi to be like this. Could it be that her Xiao Yin just now …

“Since the Emperor likes it, why don’t you take advantage of today’s great day to promote Concubine Bu?” Empress Ji Zhuhua’s eyes rolled a few times on everyone’s faces, “Since the Emperor likes it, why don’t you take advantage of today’s great day to promote Concubine Bu?”

Linglong was shocked. She did not expect the Empress to help her at this time. She did not know if the surprise was too sudden or why. Her entire face was filled with a beautiful light. This light had also infected the Empress. The Empress reminded Emperor Huiqi, “What does the Emperor think of a fifth-grade Jieyu?”

Linglong didn’t know what to say, so she could only stare blankly at the Empress.

Hui Qi waved his hand and nodded, “Then let’s call it a fifth-grade Jieyu.”

Thinking about how Linglong didn’t say anything coquettish when she was waiting on her first bed, and instead accepted it obediently, Huiqi also liked such a woman very much. Moreover, Linglong’s promotion was something that he had expected and was bound to do, so he nodded his head.

The bells and drums rang, and the dignity would be. Emperor Huiqi walked from above to the middle of the stage and stretched out his hand like Linglong, “Are you happy to be promoted on a certain day?”

Behind him, Wen Gong’s ritual music was still ringing endlessly, like a golden jade.

“Your Majesty Mead Chui-jen, the Heaven’s Will is pure and boundless. Your servants and concubines are overjoyed. From now on, I will do my best to serve Your Majesty.” Linglong stretched out her soft and boneless hand.