War Prisoner Chapter 90

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Author: 梨花烟雨(Li Hua Yan Yu) /Lê Hoa Yên Vũ

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War Prisoner Chapter 90

With that, the convoluted and scandalous case of the Empress who had been framed finally came to a close and Su Yi had finally come to the end of his trials. As for Wanyan Xu, the lingering sadness in his heart aside, he was still feeling endless guilt and self-recrimination and Su Yi often had to ease his anxieties before he could even smile.

On this day, the weather was sunny and cloudless. When Wanyan Xu arrived at the Garden of Merriment after holding court, he found that Su Yi was nowhere to be found. After questioning a palace maid, he learned that Su Yi was with the Empress Dowager in the Pavilion [1] of Cold Frosts, drinking tea and playing the flute. At that, he hurried off to join them. However, before he was even near to the pavilion, a mellifluous tune that came from a flute wafted by his ears. The sound was clear and distinct as if it had circumvented the trees and pierced through the clouds. He halted his steps and listened closely to the song and found that it was actually a common tune. But somehow, although it was extremely moving, it could not hold a candle to the tune that Su Yi had played in the Plum Blossom Grove on that winter's day. Therefore he walked inside the building and said smilingly: "Although this song is also enjoyable, it still pales in comparison with the composition you played that day in the hall set among the red plum blossoms. Su Su, it's better if you play that one again for me [2] to listen to."

Su Yi smiled and said: "On that day, a hundred different feelings were mingling in my heart, which was the reason I was able to channel my emotions into the music. But today, since I don't have the same feelings anymore, if I were to force myself to play that tune, it would also be insipid. Not to mention, that song is very intense, it doesn't match the joyful scene that is in front of our eyes now, making it feel even more tedious to play."

The Empress Dowager smiled and said: "Just now, I [3] had wanted him to play that tune too, but he said the same thing. From that, we can tell that it is really an awkward request."

Before she could speak further, Zi Nong, who was standing by the side, laughingly said: "Naturally, it is a difficult request to fulfill. At that time Young Master had been wrongly condemned and was being subjected to injustice, his heart must have been full of grief and indignation. Today, his heart is full of honey-like sweetness; of course he cannot play that tune."

When she had finished, the Empress Dowager as well as all the attending palace maids and eunuchs had all broken into big smiles and were obliged to hide them behind their sleeves. Only, Su Yi and Wanyan Xu were left with faces that were flushed a brilliant scarlet. Wanyan Xu pretended to be offended and scolded: "Zi Nong is getting bolder and bolder, she even dares to make fun of Su Su and me." And then he said to Su Yi: "It's all because you have been spoiling her consistently. Originally, she was already not someone who is easy to deal with and now she is even more undisciplined and out of control."

Su Yi game a "humph" and said: "You also know that even from the start she was already not someone who is easy to deal with? How many days has she been with me? If she hadn't been used to conducting herself in an unbridled fashion while serving you, would she be so bold now? Don't go pushing all the blame on to me."

His speech left Wanyan Xu with no way to make a riposte. When everybody saw that the day had come when someone got the better of this aloof Emperor --- who always said one thing and meant just that --- they could not help but to find the joke even funnier. Even Zi Yan could not help but to wear a genuine smile upon her face, thinking in her heart: Truly, there is a rock to every scissor, a scissor to every paper and a paper to every rock. If I had not had the opportunity to spend so many days in his company and come to understand what sort of person he is, I think I would still not dare to let him be by His Majesty's side.

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