C67

More than ten days passed in a flash. The entire palace was filled with festivities. Even the lantern decorations in front of the hall were replaced with a new, bright red one. Not to mention the disposition of the Internal Hall.

Even the servants of the Palace Maidservant had changed into brand-new palace uniforms. The whole palace was reveling in the joys of the New Year, and it was hard not to feel touched at the turn of events.

However, Ya Bei's death was silently buried in the celebration of the new year. She didn't even have a proper ranking in the palace. She didn't know whether it was Xuanyuan Boya or he was suspicious of Ya Bei and Imperial Physician Shi's situation.

However, Imperial Physician Shi didn't end up well either. He said he drank too much and suddenly died at home.

Of course, I was no longer in the mood to care about this history. I was focused on the singing and dancing arrangements for the annual party and the venues. However, my efforts were not in vain.

On the evening of the very next day, Xuanyuan Jiuding brought the empress to his table with him. Other than the Seventh Prince of the late emperor and the Prince of the Junyang, Xuanyuan Chenfu, who were guarding the southeast, the other three kings were all accompanied by their main wives.

On the other hand, the 3rd Prince of the late emperor, the Prince of Pingyang, Xuanyuan Chensheng, was different from the other princes. She was clearly domineering and domineering. On the contrary, her first wife, Mrs. Yao, appeared even more virtuous and charming.

And the position below the throne of the Empress was the position of the Imperial Noble Consort and the Four Imperial Consorts. Rongliang, Li, and Rou were nowhere to be seen. It was also for the purpose of receiving the imperial edict of Her Majesty's presence.

Further down were the seats for Imperial Concubine Duan Yao's Yao Family, Imperial Concubine Yu Xue Bao'er, Aunt Lian's concubine, Yin Pei, and Imperial Concubine Shu Cheng Qian. Then my seat.

I couldn't help but sigh. Unknowingly, I had already ascended from a beauty that had just entered the palace to become a concubine. All of this happened in just half a year.

Perhaps in the eyes of others this past six months, I have been incomparably glorious, and within, what have I lost, and who would know? Looking at the fireworks that were flashing in the distance and making explosive noises from time to time, he had a myriad of emotions.

Was this kind of beautiful radiance, the brilliant splendor, fleeting like fireworks?

The moment the empress took her seat, the banquet officially began. The empress was dignified and elegant, her motherly demeanour worthy of respect, "Imperial Concubine Shan, all distinguished guests have already taken their seats, you can begin to dance and sing now."

Xuan Yuan also smiled faintly, "I've been waiting for quite some time now." I stood up to receive the decree and bent my knees. "Chenqie accepts the decree." He turned around and lightly clapped towards the stage.

The musician took the lead as the music played, and at the same time, the eight slender dancers in the royal blue dress slipped away in the form of flying dancers on a thick hemp rope suspended in the middle of a radius. In one hand was a firework, while in the other was a feather fan made from the feathers of a peacock.

All the guests present were shocked by this sudden appearance, and sounds of clucking immediately rose in the air.

As the dancers slowly landed on the ground, a group of dancers dressed in jade green goosebumps and peacock feathers dresses swarmed up behind them. For a moment, blue and yellow intertwined together like the vivid colors of a peacock, extremely dazzling.

I named the dance "Fly," which was composed by me on the basis of the music of the Successor Year. Light and cheerful, accompanied by a rising tune, was resonating with the title of the song.

It was a beautiful dance music that catered to the dancers' agile movements. Their awe-inspiring posture and appearance of a flood dragon captivated others, causing them to be unable to extricate themselves. I took the opportunity to observe the expressions on the guests' faces.

He saw the young Cousin Yuexi give me a light smile, and didn't seem to be particularly passionate, as if there was a slight trace of sadness in his words. As for the table opposite to the table, it was currently sitting in front of the empress dowager and talking about Princess Zi Yan.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that this was yet another tragic scene where a flower fell into a river with an unrelenting intention.