MM Racing Page 225
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Upon seeing this, Shen Wan'er frowned.
"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"
"Could it be true, as the rumors say, that he likes men?"
Shen Wan'er was filled with bitterness and helplessness.
But I don't know what to do.
Meanwhile, Chen Qingfeng had already boarded the carriage and was heading towards the outskirts of the capital.
Soon, the carriage arrived in the outskirts of the city.
Zhan Doudou is already waiting.
Upon seeing the carriage that was supposed to pick up Chen Qingfeng arrive, a look of joy immediately appeared in his eyes.
After getting off the bus, Chen Qingfeng immediately spotted Zhan Doudou and went up to greet her.
"Your Majesty, I, your humble servant, greet you!"
Zhan Doudou smiled slightly and said:
"Young Master Chen, there's no need for such formalities."
"Today I have invited you to come and enjoy the spring scenery. There is no need for such formalities between ruler and subject."
Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly and accompanied Zhan Doudou on a walk in the suburbs to enjoy the scenery.
As they walked, Zhan Doudou suddenly pointed to a peach orchard in the distance, where petals were fluttering down, a breathtaking sight.
"Young Master Chen, what do you think of the spring scenery?"
Chen Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in pristine white, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said:
"It is indeed excellent."
The two then walked to a stream.
The water flows gently, crystal clear, and occasionally a fish leaps out of the water, splashing up sparkling droplets.
Zhan Doudou squatted down, lightly touched the water's surface with her fingertips, and smiled:
"Young master, you are skilled in both literature and martial arts. Would you be willing to compose a poem for this spring scenery?"
Chen Qingfeng pondered for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the distant mountains and nearby waters, and slowly recited:
"Green willows sway gently by the water, and bright peach blossoms reflect on one's clothes."
"The spring breeze does not understand the feelings of those who are parted, yet it still carries the song of orioles across the stream."
Upon hearing Chen Qingfeng's recitation, Zhan Doudou was taken aback, her eyes shining brightly.
"Young Master Chen's poem... is truly exquisite!"
She savored the poem carefully and felt that it contained both the beauty of spring scenery and a subtle sense of melancholy, leaving a lasting impression.
Next, Chen Qingfeng and Zhan Doudou continued their spring outing.
The two arrived at a high slope, from which they could see the entire countryside below.
"Sir?"
"How about another one?"
Zhan Doudou smiled and looked at Chen Qingfeng.
Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly and recited a poem:
"The fragrant grass is so lush that it covers the horse's hooves, and the green mountains are faintly visible with white clouds hanging low."
"Whose jade flute plays the willow tune, its notes scattering into the spring breeze throughout the capital?"
Zhan Doudou was captivated by the story, feeling a sudden surge of emotion.
It was as if the spring breeze had also blown into her heart.
"Young master, you truly possess unparalleled poetic talent!"
She couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, her admiration and worship for Chen Qingfeng growing ever stronger!
After enjoying the spring scenery, Chen Qingfeng, led by Zhan Doudou, arrived at Biyue Villa.
This Biyue Villa is the private property of the Northern Qi royal family.
When they have nothing to do, Zhan Doudou and the Empress Dowager will come here to stay for a few days.
In the octagonal pavilion in the middle of the lake, tea and snacks were already prepared on the table.
"Sir, please!"
Zhan Doudou gestured for Chen Qingfeng to take a seat.
Chen Qingfeng smiled and sat down, then picked up a pastry and started eating.
At this moment, Zhan Doudou dismissed everyone around her.
"Go down!"
"I have important matters to discuss with Young Master Chen."
Upon hearing this, all the guards and palace maids responded and withdrew.
Chen Qingfeng looked at Zhan Doudou curiously and asked:
"Your Majesty, what do you wish to discuss with your foreign minister?"
Zhan Doudou smiled calmly and said:
"I was just saying it casually."
"I just wanted to have a private chat with Young Master Chen!"
Chen Qingfeng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
After a slight pause, Zhan Doudou suddenly said:
"Young master, would you like to try some of this year's freshly picked spring tea?"
As she spoke, Zhan Doudou glanced at the cup of tea placed in front of Chen Qingfeng.
Chen Qingfeng remained calm and glanced down at the cup of tea.
I know it very well.
Zhan Doudou must have tampered with the tea.
Although he knew all this, Chen Qingfeng pretended to be indifferent and then picked up the cup of tea and took a small sip.
"Indeed, 893 is 96 good 446 zero tea."
"The flavor lingers on the lips and teeth, leaving an unforgettable aftertaste."
Seeing Chen Qingfeng drink the tea, a strange light flashed quickly in Zhan Doudou's eyes.
Just as Chen Qingfeng had guessed.
She had indeed tampered with the tea, adding a colorless and odorless aphrodisiac given to her by the Empress Dowager.
Now, all that's left is to wait for Chen Qingfeng's medication to take effect.
"Young Master Chen, do you think being emperor is a good thing?"
Suddenly, Zhan Doudou asked this question.
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly and said:
Everything has two sides.
"Every good has its bad side."
"The emperor possesses supreme power, can decide national affairs, and control life and death."
"But the emperor also bears great responsibilities, including governing the country and ensuring the well-being of the people."
"Faced with various internal and external troubles, the pressure is considerable."
"..."
Chen Qingfeng and Zhan Doudou continued their conversation.
"Young Master Chen, could you... could you play another tune for me on the zither?"
As she spoke, Zhan Doudou glanced at the guqin placed to the side.
Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly, then got up and sat down in front of the guqin.
Seeing this, Zhan Doudou looked expectant and took a small sip of tea from the teacup in front of her.
Then, Chen Qingfeng's fingers flew across the strings, and the music lingered in the air.
He controls the strings with his breath and harmonizes with the rhythm with his spirit. His left hand presses the strings like a swordsman striking acupoints, while his right hand plucks and flicks like an immortal whisking his whisk.
The sound waves piled up in layers, eventually solidifying into a tangible form within the pavilion.
There are blue phoenixes flapping their wings and fire phoenixes dancing and singing.
……
When the music ended, the strings were still vibrating, and the melody lingered in the air like ripples.
Zhan Doudou sat there blankly, like a wooden or clay sculpture.
The piece played by Chen Qingfeng was so moving that she was completely absorbed in it and couldn't pull herself away for a long time!
It took Zhan Doudou quite a while to snap out of her daze.
She looked straight at Chen Qingfeng, her eyes revealing undisguised admiration.
"Young Master Chen's zither skills are truly unparalleled in the world!"
"The musicians in the palace are worlds apart from you, young master."
Hearing Zhan Doudou's praise, Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly and said:
"Your Majesty is so complimentary."
"I only know a little bit."