Harem: Biography of Concubine Qin

Chapter 87 Waltz

Tonight's Yikun Palace is dimly lit.

After the emperor and Chen Wenxin had dinner, Bai Lu brought out Tieguanyin boiled in water with plum blossoms and snow.

The emperor lifted the lid as usual, and was about to rinse his mouth when he suddenly felt that the tea had a special aroma.

I usually use West Lake Longjing to rinse my mouth, why did I switch to another one today?
"What kind of tea is this?"

The emperor took a sip as he spoke, and his eyes lit up, "Good tea!"

Chen Wenxin didn't expect that a person like the emperor who drank too much good tea could still look up to Tieguanyin, so he told the uniqueness of the water for making tea.

The emperor took another sip and couldn't believe it was just ordinary Tieguanyin.

"It seems that this plum blossom snow water has spirituality. It can brew ordinary tea into a mellow and frivolous taste."

"It's better that the tea leaves are ordinary."

Chen Wenxin said: "If the tea is too strong, it may not be able to show the beauty of this plum blossom snow water."

This is the word of a person who understands tea.

The emperor nodded and said, "Why didn't you serve such good tea just now?"

He always drinks tea before meals and just rinses his mouth with tea after meals in order to maintain his stomach.

Chen Wenxin knew about it, she clearly served the tea after dinner on purpose.

She pretended to be wronged and said: "I just want to see if the emperor can taste it. The emperor is really amazing~"

Unexpectedly, the emperor's nose is so sensitive.

The emperor raised his eyebrows proudly, fortunately he could smell the fragrance of tea, otherwise this naughty little girl would have made fun of him.

"Your Majesty, shall we go out and look at the lights?"

Chen Wenxin is a good hand at changing the subject.

Seeing her strange look, the emperor stood up and took her hand and walked out, "I knew you had never seen this shadow lamp before, it is a rare thing new to the West."

They walked down the corridor hand in hand, only to see the scattered red lights on the palace wall, casting a clear halo on the ground, with words and patterns inside.

"What pattern is that?"

Chen Wenxin couldn't see it from the corridor, so she pulled the emperor to take a closer look, but the emperor still stood still.

She tugged on the emperor's belt, but found that it was too heavy to move. Turning her head, the emperor was looking at her and laughing.

This is revenge for not telling her about the tea just now.

"The emperor also played tricks."

She pouted and loosened his belt in dissatisfaction.

"What a small heart, you are only allowed to play tricks, and I am not allowed to play tricks like this a little bit?"

The emperor smiled, and simply hugged her petite body and walked directly under the palace wall.

Chen Wenxin let out a coquettish cry unexpectedly, causing the palace people to think that something happened.When she looked over, she realized that it was the emperor who hugged her, and quickly lowered her head and snickered.

She took a closer look and saw that in the halo, everyone wrote happy birthday.

How did the emperor know such a modern term?
Chen Wenxin exclaimed, "Who told the emperor this?"

The emperor frowned at her, "It was a fool who told me."

I don't know which foolish person accidentally blurted out this sentence to him during the Wanshou Festival last time.

He asked Chen Wenxin, where did he say happy birthday?

Chen Wenxin faltered and said it was the Li language of the Han people.The emperor looked up ancient books later, but did not find this sentence, but this did not affect him to give this sentence to Chen Wenxin.

Anyway, as long as Chen Wenxin likes it, he doesn't care if there is a source for this statement.

The emperor put her on the ground, put his arms around her shoulders, and solemnly said to her:

"Happy birthday."

Seeing the emperor's serious face, Chen Wenxin leaned against his chest and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The emperor patted her head, "There is no need to be polite between you and me."

She suddenly raised her head and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I have a word. My father gave it to me. It's called Nian Nian."

Think about it, think about it with your heart.

This word is really good.

"Then I will call you Niannian from now on, you have to hide it well, don't let other people hear it."

The emperor seemed to know a little secret, the corners of his eyes and brows raised.

"Does the emperor have any writing?"

She suddenly became curious. She only knew the name of the emperor. The emperor admired Han Chinese literature so much, so she didn't know if there were words.

The emperor shook his head, "The characters were originally given by parents for their children. When I was eight years old, Emperor Ama passed away. Before he passed away, he never thought of giving me a name."

Chen Wenxin felt sad when he heard his words, and didn't know how to answer for a while, she just felt that she said something wrong.

"Your Majesty, don't be sad."

She tried her best to stand on tiptoe, reached out and touched the back of the emperor's head, trying to comfort him.

This action was too rough, the emperor frowned, and was about to remind her, but saw her expression full of concern.

He hurriedly suppressed his anger.

She has always been so unrestricted, how could she think so much.It's just because I'm afraid that I will be sad, so I just imitate my usual appearance to comfort me.

The emperor held her hand and pretended to be angry, "Can I touch my head?"

Chen Wenxin was taken aback for a moment, it turns out that the emperor's head cannot be touched.

She muttered in a low voice: "I haven't touched the whole body of the emperor, is there still a head..."

The emperor was so choked by these words that he didn't know how to answer.

"Although I have no words, I still have a name."

The emperor coughed twice, and in the shadow cast by the lamp, he fiddled with a strand of hair on her forehead.

Hey, what does the emperor mean by saying that you want me to call him by his name?
"Xuan...ye?"

She called out tentatively while observing the emperor's expression.

"Um……"

The emperor answered her call in a low voice.

"Xuan Ye?"

"Why are you shouting again?"

Seeing her complacent appearance, the emperor smiled helplessly and said, "Quietly, don't let others hear."

In the whole palace, even the empress dowager called him the emperor, instead of calling him by her name like when he was a child.

"Xuan Ye..."

That was the name that his empress mother who died young would often call.

His name had been kept under wraps for a long time, no one dared to call it, and he didn't want anyone to call it.

Except for Chen Wenxin.

"Don't worry, in front of others, only the emperor can show Xuan Ye's majesty!"

Chen Wenxin jumped up and down happily under the lights, stepping on those projections that said happy birthday.

Everything today made her very happy.

The white jade seal carved by the second brother, the characters her father gave her.

The five hundred kites that the emperor gave her, the projection of happy birthday, and the intimacy that he let himself call his name.

"Xuan Ye, I'm so happy!"

She cheered softly, not daring to let others hear the emperor's name.

The emperor watched her quietly from the side, she was so happy that he was also very happy.

She couldn't enjoy jumping and jumping, so she took the emperor's hand and asked him to dance with her.

How can the emperor jump up, he is the emperor, how can he show such a disrespectful gesture.

"Does your majesty still remember the waltz Mr. Nan Huairen said last time?"

The emperor liked to chat with Nan Huairen about Western customs, and often called him to the Qianqing Palace for chats.Chen Wenxin also heard it a few times nearby, remembering that he said the waltz.

The emperor nodded, "It is said that it is a kind of dance performed by men and women in the West. I remember that you liked it very much when you heard it."

It's not that I like it, it's just that I'm familiar with it.

"I have carefully read the book given by Mr. Nan Huairen. Those dance steps are very simple. I have already learned it. Do you want Xuan Ye to learn?"

This statement is half true and half false. In fact, what Chen Wenxin knew was the waltz dance steps learned in college in her previous life, which was somewhat different from Nan Huairen's.

The emperor resolutely refused, "I don't want to learn."

"Oh."

Chen Wenxin clasped his hands together under the lamp, and spun around, "Then I can't dance alone, so I asked the little table to learn to practice with me, right?"

Although the little table is a eunuch, it is still half a man after all.What's the matter with her dancing with her arms around a man?

The emperor's face sank, and he grabbed her arm.

"Let me learn and see."

If she wants to hug, she can only hug herself.

Chen Wenxin succeeded in his cunning scheme, and with a smile on his face, he took the emperor's hand and put it on his waist.

She put one hand on the emperor's arm, and the fingers of their free hand interlocked.

"It's very simple, but also very beautiful..."

The overlapping figures of the two were elongated by the shadow lamp, only Chen Wenxin's soft voice could be heard talking.

"Forward and backward, left and right, right and right... turn in circles!"

At the beginning, the voices were very dense, and then they only said a word after a while, and finally both of them quieted down.

Under the dim light, the halo hit their bodies.

The two hugged each other silently, with smiles on their faces, advancing and retreating in the night, spinning and walking.

Tonight, the night is like water.

(End of this chapter)