The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 209
When he thought about what the Duke of Zhen told him about spending the night, he was in high spirits and angry. However, it seemed that he was not worried about him seizing power, but that he had guessed something about the improper relationship between the two, so every word he spoke was filled with condemnation. , which clearly meant that he would not let Yin Xuanye be drafted.
However, saying this is not entirely wrong.
He didn’t stop Yin Xuanye from drafting, but because Yin Xuanye didn’t reveal his intention to draft, he didn’t need to stop him.
And he really doesn’t want him to be drafted.
The birthday banquet was full of singing and dancing, a lively and harmonious scene. The dancers’ skirts were light and fluttering, and they danced gracefully, with their bodies as light as a swallow.
Soon after, Lu Xi came to Wen Yijin quietly and handed him a letter. He opened it and saw a few words written in elegant handwriting on it, asking him to meet in the Imperial Garden.
He raised his head and glanced at Yin Xuanye above him. Yin Xuanye happened to glance towards him, and when his eyes met, he did not move away, raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
Wen Yijin smiled back.
He sat for a while, then stood up and left the birthday banquet quietly.
It was a crisp autumn day, and there were layers of rockeries in the imperial garden. There were cobblestone paths on the ground, and hundreds of flowers were blooming. Wen Yijin, without her entourage, stood on a rockery in the garden waiting for others. After waiting for a while, she suddenly heard the sound of a piano, like flowing water from a high mountain.
He listened to the sound of the piano, and after a while, he walked forward. Before he could get closer, he suddenly stopped and hid behind the rockery.
I saw a woman in a pavilion in the imperial garden, wearing a spotless white dress, sitting in the pavilion playing the piano. From a distance, she looked like a fairy, and not far from the pavilion, a bright yellow figure stopped.
This reminded Wen Yijin of a scene in the original plot –
Yin Xuanye was drunk at his first birthday party after returning from the war, and staggered to the imperial garden. Hearing a pleasant piano sound, his attention was immediately attracted, and gradually Walking over, I saw a woman in white sitting in the pavilion playing the piano. She was surrounded by flowers, but she was dressed in white. Among the thousands of flowers, she looked like a fairy falling into the world.
Drunk Yin Xuanye was attracted to her, favored her that night, and later became one of the favored concubines in the harem.
”Why is it you?” Yin Xuanye, with only Lu Xi behind him, stopped when he saw the woman in the pavilion.
As soon as the sound of the piano stopped, the woman in the pavilion was frightened. She stood up and saluted. Her eyes were eager to explain that she came here with the concubine to enjoy the flowers.
”Where is the concubine?”
”The concubine just left.”
”Why are you still here?”
”That’s all.” Yin Xuanye said without waiting for her to finish her explanation, “Lu Xi, send her away. .”
”Hey.” Lu Xi stepped forward, “Please.”
The woman was a little humiliated and injured, her face was hot, and she wanted to say something else. When she saw Yin Xuanye looking around, he saw her: “Why don’t you leave?”
His tone was filled with subtle disgust and impatience.
”…” She held back tears and left with Lu Xi at a quick pace.
After she left, Yin Xuanye sat at the table, looked at the piano on the table, raised his hand and put it on the strings, lightly hooked his index finger, and a powerful piano sound came out.
”Why haven’t you come yet…” He murmured, obviously Wen Yijin left before him.
Could it be somewhere else?
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard footsteps behind him and thought it was Lu Xi. Without turning around, he whispered: “Stand back and stay.” “Do you really want me to stand back?” The person behind him said
Yin Xuanye paused, and the piano under his hand made a dull sound. He turned his head and saw Wen Yijin standing behind him in a moon-white robe, with a gentle and low voice, “Your Majesty, I want to get closer to you.” He left
. He went over and sat next to him.
Yin Xuanye: “…”
He coughed lightly and changed the topic, “Why did you come here?”
”I saw His Majesty having a tryst with someone else, so I didn’t dare to disturb him.”
As soon as Yin Xuanye heard this, he knew that he was nearby. “Are you jealous of having a tryst with others alone?” Wen Yijin said calmly: “A little.”
”Did you know that today The Duke of Zhenguo and his ministers asked me to urge your majesty to select the draft.” Wen Yijin said, “Calculating your age, the late emperor had already established a queen at your time.” She is the current queen mother
As he spoke, Yin Xuanye’s expression became more tense, and he revealed a bit of displeasure, “So you are also here to promote the orphan draft?” “No.” Wen Yijin said, “I want to hear your Majesty’s true thoughts.
” I want to hear what you have to say.”
Wen Yijin: “…”
Yin Xuanye: “Do you want to take a concubine alone and establish a queen?”
Wen Yijin puts the country first in everything, so it is not unusual for him to have such an idea. Besides, the relationship between the two is… She was already in the dark, but if he took a concubine and kept her, the ministers in the court would not make any fuss about this matter.
This…can indeed avoid a lot of trouble.
But when he thought about doing the kind of things Wen Yijin did with others, he felt repulsed. In the past, when he was in the military camp, they were all a group of grown men, and everyone was just doing their job. Many times, they would bathe and wipe themselves by the river. Together, they also tell some dirty jokes.
At that time, Yin Xuanye was sitting under the tree and heard something.
For example, the woman’s waist was so thin and her hands were so soft, but he had never felt distraught or had any impulse towards Wen Yijin.
He also didn’t want a third person to come between them.
Wen Yijin: “Your Majesty, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?”
”What is the truth? What is the lie?” Yin Xuanye asked him.
Wen Yijin: “The truth is, I just don’t want to.”
Yin Xuanye paused for breath, never expecting him to answer so decisively. He raised his eyes and saw his warm and clear eyes, with his silhouette in the pupils.