Heiankyo love story

After the scheduled time, the ceremony officially began.

The Emperor personally introduced Akane Motomiya and Yaye, the sons of the Dragon God, to the crowd. Akane Motomiya walked up to the altar with trepidation, and bowed to the bottom according to Fujihime's previous instructions. She couldn't remember whether she did it or not in a panic. correct.After finally getting off the stage, Yuan Gongqian realized that her hands were trembling non-stop, but fortunately no one paid attention to her at this time.

Afterwards, several eminent monks came over and recited the mantra, and the process of the ceremony was almost gone. Originally, the ceremony would turn into a banquet at this time, but at this time, Da Nayan suggested: "There has been no rain in Beijing recently. Since today is For the Dragon God Sacrifice, why don't you ask people to dance to the Dragon God, pray for rain from the Dragon God, my white beat will be the first to perform, if it doesn't work, let others try one by one, how about it?"

This proposal was very timely, and Dai Nayan was of high authority. The Emperor saw that everyone present was very interested, so he nodded with a smile.

"I've heard about the reputation of this white beater, and it's a blessing to see her dance today."

Celine stood up and asked Da Nayan in a soft and sweet gesture: "It would be indecent to dance without music. I heard that Fujiwara Yukihime's music is unparalleled. Why don't you invite her to accompany me?"

After saying these words, Mr. Fujiwara and Mrs. Rinko immediately changed their expressions, and Fujiwara Takamichi and Fujihime also frowned one after another.

Because that's an extremely rude request.

No matter how popular the white beat is, it can't change her identity as a dancer who makes fun of others. At banquets, only dancers dance for the guests. It is one thing for the guests to be willing to accompany them. If they are asked to do so, it will be almost humiliating— —If someone can’t figure it out for a while, you might as well imagine what it would be like to have a grand banquet, and the person who is arranged to dance for fun points to the distinguished guest and says, “I heard you can sing well, come and make me a song”.

Many people looked sideways at him, not understanding why Bai Paizi would say such a thing in such a spoiled way.Some people thought that Bai Paizi might lose Da Nayan's favor this time.

Surprisingly, this kind of request, which seemed absurd at first glance, was actually agreed by Da Nayan.

The official said to Mr. and Mrs. Fujiwara as if he was old and faint: "This is a very good proposal. Only His Royal Highness Xue Ji's music can match Celine's dance. What do you think?"

Da Nayan actually agreed to Bai Paizi's request.

This attracted everyone's attention even more than Bai Paizi's wild words just now, and some people even looked at Mr. Fujiwara secretly because they were already in a bad mood.

At this time, Mr. Fujiwara had already straightened his face, and seemed to be trying his best to endure his anger.

No one wanted to touch Mr. Fujiwara's brow at this time, so no one dared to answer Dai Nayan's words, and the emperor looked at Dai Nayan in amazement.

Mr. Fujiwara has not spoken for the time being, which does not mean that no one in the Fujiwara family will express their opinion, and will allow Da Nayan to force Jiang Xue to the point of accompaniment for Shiratami - if she does this today, Jingzhong will never be the same in the future Respect "Fujiwara Yukihime".

Just when Mrs. Lunzi was about to speak, Jiang Xue pressed Mrs. Lunzi's hand, turned her head and smiled at her, and said softly, "My lord, let me answer."

Mrs. Lunzi took Jiang Xue's hand instead, squeezed it lightly, as if she wanted to convey her strength to her, and said confidently: "Xue Ji can refuse, you are welcome!"

Jiang Xue nodded with a smile, adjusted her clothes a little before standing up, bowed slightly to Da Nayan, then looked at Celine, and couldn't help laughing.

In the past, she couldn't do anything because of her "identity setting". Did Celine get enough lessons this week?

When I was in Gui before, if Lan Ji, the son of the black dragon god, hadn't appeared suddenly, Celine would have died!

The graves of those who dare to "fight music" with her are already three feet tall!

Just like that, you still dare to ask her to accompany you?

Celine doesn't look in the mirror either - do you deserve it?

Who wouldn't pretend to be weak?

Jiang Xue smiled softly at the crowd with a weaker and more pitiful posture than Celine, fully performing the posture that common noble princesses in Beijing should have, and then looked at the seat of the Dragon God and God Son. Several people cast comforting glances, and then said softly: "Although I am the daughter of the Fujiwara family, I am also a descendant of the Hoshi Clan, and my mission is to serve the Dragon God and the Son of the Dragon God... Since it is the Dragon God Festival, I am happy to serve the Dragon God and the God of the Dragon God." Offer a dance. It would be great if you can seek the blessing of the Dragon God."

Yuan Gongqian was suddenly called by name, panicked, and said subconsciously: "Huh? Me? Give me...? But..."

Jiang Xue smiled gently at Yuan Gongqian, walked slowly in front of her, took Yuangong Qian's hand in her arms, winked at her quietly, and said solemnly: "His Royal Highness is the embodiment of the Dragon God in the world. , it is my honor to present you with a dance. Please bless me with the Son of God, and let the rain fall."

"Hey? Hey hey? But..." Yuan Gongqian was a little flustered, but she knew that there were some things that she couldn't say out loud, so she lowered her voice and said, "I don't know what to do!"

"Rainfall is the natural power of the Dragon God..." Jiang Xue clearly "hinted" what Yuan Gongqian should do, "Son of God just needs to pray to the Dragon God."

"Do you just need to pray?" Yuan Gongqian nodded with a half understanding.

Jiang Xue couldn't say more, she blinked at Yuan Gongqian again, let go of her hand, and was about to walk up to the altar, when she suddenly noticed that Prince Yongquan, who became a monk this time, was also there, sitting beside the emperor .After thinking about it, she figured out what was going on, probably because this was not an ordinary banquet, but a ceremony, so the benevolent monk prince came here.

Yongquan looked at her worriedly, probably because of her feeling aggrieved?

If so...

Celine's face was about to be swollen.

Jiang Xue had a new idea, and walked in front of Yongquan. Before she could speak, the Prince of France stood up directly. She was so scared that she took a step back, and then she thought it was funny, and bowed slightly to him.

"Master Yongquan, can I ask you to do me a favor?"

Yongquan is inevitably a little nervous when facing women, not to mention that this is Fujiwara Yukihime who has not been seen since the last blessing feast——When his brother asked him if he would participate in the Dragon God Festival, his first thought was whether Fujiwara Yukihime would Come.I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the elder brother then said that Fujiwara Yukihime was also invited this time, and it would be great if there was a chance to hear their three-person ensemble with Tachibana Yuya again.Yongquan replied hesitantly, not daring to express his true thoughts at all.

He was eager to see Fujiwara Yukihime again, but not just because he wanted to hear her music.

Just now Fujiwara Yukihime was surrounded by everyone, like stars holding the moon, he watched quietly, and he just wanted to watch quietly like this, but he didn't expect Fujiwara Yukihime to walk in front of him, and said to him , ask him for help.

Yongquan endured the panic and entanglement in his heart, and asked softly: "Your Highness Xue Ji, what can I do for you?"

Jiang Xue considered her words and said gently, "I was fortunate enough to hear your flute at the previous banquet... I wonder if I can borrow your flute this time?"

"When...of course." Yongquan hurriedly agreed, and then asked anxiously, "But, I don't know which song you need, maybe I..."

Jiang Xue smiled and shook her head to stop the royal prince from worrying unnecessarily.

"As long as it is a tune that you think is suitable. Last time I rudely asked Master Yongquan to cooperate with my piano... This time, I will cooperate with your flute. Please believe me."

The two people who have never cooperated before talk about "belief", which is quite taken for granted.

However, Yongquan got comfort and confidence from this sentence.

The imperial prince held the important dragon flute tightly and nodded solemnly.

Jiang Xue walked up to Ju Youya again, and said with a smile, "Youya-jun, I want to borrow your folding fan."

Ju Youya was about to ask a question, but he didn't expect the other party to say the request so directly. He froze for a moment, and with a smile on his face, he handed out the gorgeous folding fan in his hands.

"It's my pleasure."

Taking the folding fan, Jiang Xue weighed it in surprise. The fan was heavier than she expected. Seeing Ju Youya holding the fan so easily every day, she really didn’t realize the weight of the fan, but it’s okay After all, this is not the kind of fine steel bone fan used as a weapon, otherwise she would have to change the fan.

Seeing Jiang Xue stepping up to the altar like a soldier on the battlefield, Yuan Gongqian couldn't help but hold Fujiji's hand tightly, and said softly: "I'm so scared... If my prayers are useless... Will it make things difficult for Xue?"

Fujihime comforted: "It's okay, this kind of festival has happened before, and it's normal if it doesn't rain..." She couldn't help but look at the onmyojis over there.

Akane Motomiya followed, and after seeing Abe Seimei, she suddenly realized.

"What... before? Could it be before?"

Fujiki nodded with a wry smile.

"...That's why Da Nayan's proposal is so rude... If Sister Xue really goes to accompany a white beat, I don't know if someone will push the reason for the failure of praying for rain to Sister Xue ..."

"How could it be like this—" Yuan Gongqian was so excited that she almost stood up. Fujiji grabbed her and comforted her, "Now...we can only pray. But, come to think of it, this is sister Xue's first How about a dance?"

Yuan Gongqian could only sit down and clenched her hands into fists.

"Then I can only pray... Well, let's just pray! I am the Son of the Dragon God... I hope the Dragon God can really hear my prayers."

Abe Taiming said unexpectedly: "The Dragon God will hear."

Abe Taiming has been so quiet as if he didn't exist, but he suddenly made a sound so abruptly that he was startled by a group of people.

However, due to his special status, no one dared to complain directly. They could only hold back and made eye contact with each other.

It has to be said that the comfort from Taiming Abe's mouth was very convincing, and Akane Motomiya began to pray with peace of mind.

Holding a folding fan in each hand, Jiang Xue nodded to Yongquan in the audience, and the latter began to play.

It was a piece of Kagura dedicated to the gods, and it could be said to be a very suitable piece for this occasion.

Yongquan was only worried about whether this Ji Jun from Datang would not get used to the music of Heian-kyo, but he also didn't know the kagura of Datang, so now he can only "trust" the other party.

The flute played for a while, but the people on the stage still didn't move. When Celine was about to sneer and mock, Jiang Xue suddenly moved.

The girl in splendid attire lifts her knees and hands behind her back, stretching her posture like a pipa, but what she holds in her hands is not a pipa, but two folding fans.

The fan is opened to the limit with a sound of "sough", gorgeous and brilliant, but it can't take away the brilliance of the dancer himself.

That is a very famous gesture in the Dunhuang murals - Flying Apsaras.