big master, big liar

After June, the days became hotter.

Song Xuan was thinking about Concubine Rong's words, but he didn't know how to talk to Ji Yunxi.

Although he has been avoiding the matter of marriage, he cannot forget that Ji Yunxi is the Son of Heaven.

Even if Ji Yunxi is the queen who is being married by the matchmaker and worshiped by all the officials, he can't stop him from accepting the harem and spreading the branches and leaves, and even persuades him to invite him, which is virtuous.He was a man of unknown identity, and he had no room for comment on this matter.

Now that Ji Yunxi's court is unstable, it is also related to his lack of heirs. Without heirs, there will be no heirs, and the minds of the courtiers are prone to misunderstanding.

There may be more than one woman between them.

This is something that Song Xuan cannot avoid and has to face, it's just a matter of time.

With such thoughts in mind, Song Xuan's emotions inevitably became more complicated. Although his expression was normal on weekdays, he couldn't escape Ji Yunxi's eyes: "What's bothering you recently? Why don't you tell me, brother?"

Song Xuan smiled and prevaricated: "It's nothing."

"Brother actually hid his mind from me too," Ji Yunxi snorted. "Why, whose beautiful wife and concubine did you fall in love with? If you tell me, I'm sure my brother will be messed with."

Song Xuan knew that Ji Yunxi was making him happy, so he pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed: "It's just that your birthday is coming soon, I'm just thinking about it."

Ji Yunxi was stunned, and said with a low smile: "There is nothing to worry about. If my brother is willing to stay overnight that day, I will be more than happy."

Song Xuan raised his eyes slightly, and really asked: "You only have this one request, do you want anything else? I can always find something delicious and fun for you."

Seeing his serious expression, Ji Yunxi couldn't stop thinking, a cunning flashed in his eyes, and whispered a few words in Song Xuan's ear.

Song Xuan was taken aback for a moment, with a rather helpless look on his face: "I'm serious."

"I'm serious," Ji Yunxi rolled his eyes, with a hint of resentment. "Brother won't even skip this little birthday gift?"

Song Xuan closed his fan and tapped him, but he didn't say yes or no after all.

But according to Ji Yunxi's understanding of him, this is most likely to agree to him.

Song Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Ji Yunxi had always been sensitive to his emotions, and now that he hadn't settled his emotions, he didn't want to hastily discuss matters with Ji Yunxi about the harem.

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Ji Yunxi was born on the summer solstice. In previous years, on this day, everyone was busy escaping the summer heat, or offering sacrifices to gods and ancestors. They definitely didn't care about the birthday of an insignificant prince. Occasionally, some respectable families would send gifts, but it was just a matter of face.

Now that Ji Yunxi's status is the highest, the situation is quite different, not to mention Xia Zhi, even on New Year's Eve, he has to make way for this emperor.

The whole court rested for nine consecutive days, and on the day of the birthday, all the ministers were invited to feast and have fun.

The eunuch in front sang the list of ceremonies one by one, and the ministers would pick out the brilliant one to brag about and praise from time to time, and what they spit out were even more beautiful words. At this time, no one would make fun of Ji Yunxi.

Ji Yunxi didn't know if it was because of her birthday or something else, but the faint smile on her face never faded from the beginning to the end.

After drinking for three rounds, there will be singing and dancing, and the splendid clothes are passing by like clouds before the eyes.

Among the dancers, there was one in particular who stood out, dressed in a smoke-colored dance dress, with rippling, soft eyes, and brows as clear as the moonlight, dancing in the hall, she was not like a mortal.

Song Xuan couldn't bear it, and also praised a few words.

Then some others made fun of it: "The national teacher also has a heart for beauty."

Song Xuan nodded: "Everyone has it, and so-and-so is no exception."

"I can only wait and see," the man laughed. "This year's top dance performances are all prepared for the Holy One."

Song Xuan frowned, but fell silent, quietly watching the dancing girl walk up to Ji Yunxi in the rain of flowers, and congratulated him softly on his birthday.

Song Xuan sighed.

Today is Axi's birthday, and he originally thought that it would be better to forget about any annoying things.But I didn't expect that at this banquet, I couldn't avoid it.

Ji Yunxi looked at the dancing girl up and down, and asked slowly, "What's your name?"

"Return to the Holy Lord, my slave's name is Yanluo."

Ji Yunxi suddenly laughed: "Where is the national teacher?"

Song Xuan was watching, but was surprised when he was called out, "I'm here."

"You see this Yanluo girl, how is her dancing posture?" Ji Yunxi stared at him with a smile, as if a stomach full of bad water was brewing.

Song Xuan didn't know why, so he had to answer truthfully: "It's like a dragon swimming, like a frightened bird."

"The teacher answered well, and there is a reward." Ji Yunxi nodded, and waved his hand, and someone really came over with the box.

All the ministers were at a loss for a moment, not knowing what kind of medicine Ji Yunxi sold in the gourd, and the Yanluo girl also stood where she was, with a look of bewilderment.

"How does the national teacher see her appearance?"

"This... the girl has a beautiful face, so I dare not make any unreasonable comments."

"The national teacher is really gentle and polite, let's continue to reward." Ji Yunxi smiled like a fox, but Song Xuan could see the faint coldness in his eyes.

Song Xuan held two boxes of silver rewards, and could only pretend to be respectful.

Ji Yunxi asked the third question: "In the opinion of the national teacher, what kind of man should such a beautiful girl match?"

Song Xuan hesitated for a moment, and the eyes of all the officials seemed to be focused on him.

Even the Yanluo girl had vague hopes in her eyes, looking at him happily, just waiting for him to say "worthy of the Holy Majesty".

Song Xuan was silent for a moment, lowered his head slightly, avoiding these gazes, and said loudly, "It is worthy of my courtier."

Ji Yunxi actually laughed at this moment: "Okay, what the national teacher said couldn't be better. I'm afraid that my reward today will fly into the national teacher's pocket."

Song Xuan raised his eyes slightly, and was looking at the playful complacency in Ji Yunxi's eyes.

This little devil has come to play tricks on him again.

Song Xuan couldn't laugh or cry, and the vague stagnation in his heart also slightly dissipated.

A courtier knelt down below, it was the one who spoke to Song Xuan just now: "I don't know why the national teacher received the reward?"

"If I don't reward him, should I reward you?" Ji Yunxi glanced at him casually. "Isn't this girl Yanluo the one you sent into the palace?"

The servant looked flustered, and knelt down with a plop: "Chen...Chen..."

"Stuttering why? On such a happy day, I can still eat you?" Ji Yunxi had a smile in his eyes, obviously in a good mood. "Since it was sent by Qing, you can take it back yourself."

The servant just breathed a sigh of relief.

I heard Ji Yunxi continue to say: "I remembered that the main room in Qing's house was empty, so I married her as the main wife."

"After all, Miss Yanluo has a beautiful face and beautiful appearance, which is worthy of a virtuous minister."

There was clearly a smile in his eyes, but it made the courtier feel cold.

There is a dancer wife who was bestowed by the Holy Spirit himself, enough to make it difficult for him to move forward in the officialdom with high eyebrows and low eyesight.

He hurriedly wanted to ask for mercy, but he heard Ji Yunxi's voice was colder.

"Even though you misread the Holy Will, have ulterior motives, and colluded with the palace people, Qing's vision is still good, and even the national teacher is full of praise. If this is the case, it is worthy of a virtuous word." Ji Yunxi smiled sarcastically. "The beauties selected by Qing himself, you can bear them yourself."

The courtier's face was ashen, he didn't know where he offended the emperor, and he wanted to persuade him again, but he saw that the guards had already dragged the smoke down.

Song Xuan arched his hands, wanting to return to his original position.

Seeing Ji Yunxi beckoning, beckoning him to go over.

When Song Xuan walked to his side, he heard Ji Yunxi's soft voice.

"Brother, who is the real beauty?"