The scorching sun can hardly stop the excitement on the polo field.
Zhu Sijia's seat is on the left side of the dragon chair, and Queen Mother Zhang is on the right side of the dragon chair.
From the moment she entered the room, the Queen Mother's expression had always been subtle. Until she sat down, the Queen Mother's eyes would pass through Yan Xiu and glance at her from time to time, as if Yan Xiu didn't exist.
The perceptive minister guessed Yan Xiu's thoughts.
It is no secret that the emperor and the empress dowager are at odds.
With great fanfare, His Majesty showed up with his beloved concubine who had a peerless appearance. She wore almost the same beautiful makeup as the Queen Mother. While stunning countless people in the audience, he also openly stimulated the Queen Mother——
The Queen Mother is old.
There is no eternal dynasty, and there is no eternal beauty.
A new generation replaces an old one. When she was young, she was a world-famous beauty and was called the Pearl of the Qin Dynasty. But now, her era is gradually fading, and a younger and more beautiful woman is about to replace her and rewrite the history books.
How could she be willing to do so?
Except for the Queen Mother, no matter whether they were far away or very close, whether they were Daqin people or foreigners, countless eyes of curiosity, jealousy, envy or longing were cast towards Zhu Sijia.
She has experienced this kind of gaze for a lifetime longer than anyone else present. If she were a young girl, she would feel frightened by such a grand scene, even if she had experienced many storms.
But she had long been accustomed to it and dealt with it with ease.
Yan Xiu looked at her favorably.
I thought she would get stage fright in such a big occasion.
I didn't expect to get a glimpse of Da Qin's demeanor as a great nation from her.
Yan Xiu was in a good mood and smiled like a spring breeze, causing countless noble ladies to bow their heads in shyness.
Today's falconry meeting was organized by Yan Xing.
Zhu Sijia actually didn't have much interest in the Falconry Club, and she didn't want to see Yan Xing, so she simply moved her eyes to the area where Prince Yan's Mansion was.
The younger sister and younger brother were sitting at separate tables. Now they didn't dare to look at her and could only stare straight at the field.
These envoys from weak countries tried their best to steal the limelight at Da Qin's grand event, giving Da Qin face and helping Da Qin promote its national prestige.
More importantly, they knew very well that as long as they pleased the young and handsome emperor who was in a high position, he would be able to sign various agreements and treaties that would be beneficial to the weak country as soon as he was in a good mood and opened his mouth casually. .
Countless wealth and splendor will leak out from his fingers and pour into their land, giving them the opportunity to become powerful.
The Khotanese envoys were acting like clowns in the audience. On the surface, they were showing off the eagle that their eighteen warriors had worked together to capture, but in reality they were trying to please Yan Xiu and show off the usefulness of Khotan.
Yan Xiu never refuses this kind of hard work to please.
The feeling of controlling the fate of others and even other countries really fascinated him. Someone once asked him whether he felt lonely and painful because he was alone and in the cold.
pain?
If the background of this position was pain, the major dynasties would have stopped the process of continuous change over thousands of years.
Yan Xiu looked at the audience with an increasingly arrogant expression in his eyes.
The eagle was released from its cage, and when it stood upright, it was actually taller than a man and a horse.
Yan Xing was originally a scholar. He sat on the horse, loosened the reins and looked around the field. He turned his back to the cage and presided over the order of the field. He did not expect that the eagle suddenly stood behind him.
The horse under him was frightened, neighed loudly, raised its front hooves high, and accidentally threw Yan Xing under the horse.
It rained lightly in the middle of the night, and the soil under our feet was still a little muddy.
The graceful gentleman in white clothes fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, with half of his body covered in mud. He was like Bai Lan bent at the waist in the cold north wind. It was so pitiful.
"Protect the prince——"
"Prince Yi!"
Even before the falconry started, the spectators in the stands were so frightened that they screamed.
The dragon guard wearing a special mask and wearing a begonia-colored flying fish suit suddenly emerged from nowhere and took Yan Xing away from the scene before he could react.
Just when everyone thought that this vicious eagle would look for its next target to cause trouble, the Khotan envoy explained to Yan Xiu anxiously and in broken Daqin dialect:
"Dear Your Majesty the Qin Dynasty, please forgive our unintentional mistake. This eagle has been given medicine by us and has just stretched its muscles. I guarantee with the head on my neck that no accidents will happen again!"
Accident?
Yan Xiu thought that the accident just happened was wonderful. The way Yan Xing fell to the ground and was covered in dust was so stupid and funny that it made him laugh.
He raised his eyebrows, with an irrepressible smile in his eyes: "No problem, continue."
Yan Xing was helped to the stands.
The seats of various princesses, princes, princes and princes are arranged on the left side of the dragon chair according to their levels.
So next to Zhu Sijia are several princesses who got married early, and the seats next to them belong to King Xiang and King Yi.
Yan Xing sat less than a foot away from her.
She was so familiar with his aura and every move. Even if it was covered in so much wet mud, she could still identify Yan Xing's position when she closed her eyes.
Zhu Scarlett sat upright and tilted her head towards Yan Xiu - although this would make her face the Queen Mother's eyes that looked at her from time to time, it was better than looking at Yan Xing.
Yan Weiben was watching the beast fight elsewhere. When he saw several brothers and sisters surrounding Yan Xing with concern, he felt strange and could only reluctantly run back to his place:
"Brother Six, are you okay? I saw that you fell unconscious just now."
"Do you want to send the imperial doctor?"
He unfolded the folding fan in his hand and fanned Yan Xing kindly with the refreshing scent of snow bamboo.
Yan Xing now has a splitting headache and doesn't even have the strength to answer.
Strangely, it was clear that he had not hit his head just now, and his shoulder was the most severely injured.
But the most painful thing in his body now is his head.
He clearly remembered that the incident happened suddenly, and the scene in his eyes suddenly turned upside down.
He saw the woman in red clothes beside the emperor on the high platform. She had been staring into the distance, but the moment he fell down, he actually saw the woman looking down at him, her eyes full of joy. A look of disgust.
Immediately, she and Yan Xiu synchronized, gently raised the corners of their mouths, and then quickly put them down, returning to their normal expressions, and no longer paid attention to him.
It seemed that the short moment just now was all his imagination.
Is it an illusion? Yan Xing couldn't tell the difference himself.
After all, he was not very familiar with his former fiancée, and all he knew about her came from her sister-in-law.
If she really wanted to hate him, what would be her reason?
Yan Xing unconsciously glanced in the direction of the dragon chair from the corner of his eye.
What he caught a glimpse of was the corner of the tail of her fiery red skirt, which was embroidered with large blooming peonies.
"My lord, to be honest, my daughter lost her virginity before marriage... before marriage. In order to avoid tarnishing your reputation, please give me a letter of divorce."
"My lord, please... I really feel pain..."
These bizarre and unfamiliar scenes suddenly appeared in my mind.
