HHYL Fanfic - Festivals

Spring Festival

Datong's Spring Festival. 

The Spring Festival had always been the grandest festival over the years. This very festival was attended by all of the Imperial Family, --- except for the Imperial Family members who were still underage. Though the side of the Emperor that should belong to the Empress remained void, the many beautiful and charming Imperial Concubines were more than enough to fill that gap. This year's festival was also the same. All of the high ranking Imperial Concubines were filling their respective row, those who were lower in ranks gave their best to impress the Emperor through their performances.

When the music began to echo in the main hall where the festival was being held, all the guests focused their attention on the row of beautiful like fairies, lithe as the willows women in red. Gracefully, they walked with their light as if flying steps, with long fluttering clothes, they began to move in harmony. Along with their movement, from their bodies, a fleeting mysterious scent of flowers were spread in the air, filling the hall with a mystical illusionary atmosphere.

The music was so pleasant to the ears, the dancing was too beautiful to be described by words. Needless to say, all of the guests who were presented in the hall were smiling for this unworldly entertainment.

All but one......

There was one person who sat with a sour face and didn't lift his head to enjoy the entertainment all along since the festival had begun. And judging from his sitting arrangement, --- he sat fairly near to the Emperor's seat, he must be one of Datong's important figures.

Even if wearing such a sour expression on his face, the outstandingly handsomeness on his face didn't decrease in the slightest bit. The knitted deeply brows stressed his sword shaped brows even more. His pursed tightly lips had made his manly face became even more remarkable. Unfortunately, his supposed to be bright abyss eyes were slightly clouded by a layer of mist. ---Whether it was sadness or a mere boredom, it was unclear.

"I heard that all of those beauties are the Emperor's Concubines." Didn't know since when, someone had come to his side and tried to have a light conversation with him.

Slightly surprised, he turned his face to look at the person. The person was of someone he had never seen before. Obviously, he was one of the honorable guests. Unconsciously, he turned his head to look at the Emperor, ---His Majesty the Emperor was still busy talking to his twin, Duke Tongxin, Xuan Yuan Zheng.

Heaving a silent sigh, he turned to the man who was still patiently waiting for him to answer him.

"So did I hear."

"Such great talents. Is that true that the music also played by the Concubines?"

Turning his head to the far away place where the music players were playing their musical instruments, again, he heaved a silent long sigh.

From the Pipa player, Guzheng, Erhu, Dizi and all, indeed were played by the Emperor's Concubines. They were selected from thousands of women every year. Coming from all over the country with each of their talents, naturally, all of them were not a mere beauty, they were beauty with special talents. Some were the tributes from another kingdoms, of course, also the best woman from their Kingdom, their most beautiful Princess.

One after another they gave their best performance and fascinated the audiences with their alluring movements and charming voices.

"It seems so."

The guest was looking at the handsome face in front of him. Though he seemed to respond in the shortest of sentences, but the man was not discouraged by his conduct, instead, he was interested in knowing more of this man.