NABC Chapter 189 Dunhuang Feitian
Chapter 189 Dunhuang Feitian
Outside the palace, Ali Khoja and his entourage were finally about to arrive at the Forbidden City.
Maybe because that kid Merdan was scared after being beaten that day, no accidents have happened in the past few days. Fortunately, otherwise, if such a thing happened again near the emperor's feet, the emperor would inevitably know about it.
Looking at Hanxiang, who was like a puppet, Ali Hezhuo sighed, "Hanxiang, you know that our Hui tribe must rely on the Qing Dynasty. Don't be angry. Remember what your father told you. As long as you are always in the emperor's heart, he will care about our Hui tribe."
Ali Hezhuo had been repeating this for a long time, and Hanxiang naturally knew what to do.
"Don't forget you swore an oath to Allah. Don't let your father down."
"Hanxiang knows what to do, don't worry."
Now that she was here, was there anything else she could hope for?
The palace was busy for a few more days to welcome Ali Khoja and his princess Hanxiang from the Hui tribe.
Because he had to get up early, Jingyan moved back to the Cining Palace. It was better to be closer so he could sleep longer.
After all, the Hui people were dependent on the Qing Dynasty, unlike the Mongols who were on good terms with the Qing Dynasty, so the difference in the emperor's attitude before and after was clearly felt.
It is not surprising that the emperor did not pay enough attention to it. After all, everyone knew that the purpose of Ali Khoja's trip was to present his daughter, the "treasure" of the Hui tribe, as a "gift" to the emperor.
This is in stark contrast to the Mongolian prince who came with his favorite little daughter, Seya, and abducted an outstanding young man.
But in order to save face, the emperor still prepared a lively banquet to welcome Ali Khoja.
Ali Khoja smiled and performed a very standard Hui etiquette to the emperor.
"Ali Khoja greets His Majesty. This is my youngest daughter, Hanxiang."
Hanxiang covered her face and bowed her head to perform the Hui etiquette.
The emperor smiled and nodded. "Very well, Ali and Zhuo have come all this way and worked hard. I have prepared a banquet and a performance. Let's have a good chat."
After saying that, he led everyone to the main hall.
Hanxiang followed Ali Hezhuo silently. When she was paying her respects just now, she secretly glanced at the emperor. She always thought that this emperor was similar to her father, but she didn't expect that he looked much more majestic than her father.
If she didn't already have a loved one in her heart, she might not be so resistant to being the emperor's woman. Unfortunately, her heart now belongs to Meldan.
Hanxiang knew the responsibilities and burdens on her shoulders, but at the same time she couldn't control her desire to live with Merdan. Torn between the two, she felt extremely miserable.
She hoped that Meldan could let her go, and she could only miss Meldan forever in this deep palace.
Thinking of this, Hanxiang's eyes became hot and tears almost fell. Thinking of herself at the banquet, she hurriedly lowered her head and blinked away the heat.
There must be countless eyes watching her now. If anyone notices that she is unhappy, who knows what trouble will happen.
In fact, Hanxiang's feeling was right. At least Jingyan had been secretly looking at Hanxiang. It was because Hanxiang was really beautiful. And when they walked in together just now, she smelled the fragrance on her body. Maybe it was because they were far away, it was faint, not like the fragrance of flowers or spices, but a very peaceful fragrance that made people feel comfortable.
I think everyone here can smell it to some extent.
Jingyan felt sorry when she thought about how Hanxiang lost her fragrance after drinking the crematorium in the play. This time she was there, and she must stop Hanxiang from losing her fragrance.
After watching several performances of singing and dancing at the banquet, Ali Hezhuo became more confident in Hanxiang, and he raised his glass to the emperor.
"Your Majesty, my daughter learned that she would be going to the capital to pay homage to the emperor, so she specially prepared a dance to dedicate to Your Majesty and the Empress Dowager."
The emperor became interested upon hearing this and looked at Hanxiang: "Really? I'm looking forward to it."
Hanxiang stood up and bowed, "Please allow me to change my clothes."
After Hanxiang left, the Qing dancers withdrew and the band was replaced by the band brought by Ali Hezhuo.
Everyone was looking forward to it. The music started and four dancers came on stage, while Hanxiang slowly descended from the sky in the center of the dancers.
This appearance, like a fairy descending to earth, has made everyone applaud and cheer loudly.
The veil that Hanxiang had been wearing had been taken off, and everyone could see Hanxiang's face clearly, and they all gasped.
Princess Hanxiang is so beautiful.
The emperor's eyes widened. He began to understand why Ali Khoja had kept Hanxiang in suspense and let her wear a veil.
The dance performed by Hanxiang was the Flying Dance, which was inspired by the Dunhuang murals. They wore flowing dance costumes, and the ribbons of their skirts fluttered in the wind, as if they were really goddesses flying in the sky.
Even Karl Lagerfeld sighed: "This Dunhuang dance is so unique. Who could have thought of dancing out the scenes on the murals?"
The Queen nodded repeatedly. It was no wonder the Emperor loved beautiful women. Who wouldn't? "Princess Hanxiang's dance is like bringing the Dunhuang murals to life before us. It's truly beautiful."
Lafayette: "I've all heard how rare and precious the murals in the Dunhuang Grottoes are. Now just by watching this dance, I know it's truly a spectacle."
Hearing the Empress Dowager and the Queen's praise, the Emperor had no time to respond to their conversation. He was now completely focused on the performance in front of him.
"Ali Khoja, I have heard General Zhao Hui mention your princess several times. It is true that seeing her is not as good as hearing about her. She is so beautiful that she does not seem like a human woman."
"I believe I've seen countless beauties, but this is the first time I've seen someone like Hanxiang."
Hearing the emperor's high praise for Hanxiang, Ali Khoja smiled and stood up to salute: "Your Majesty, she is our Hui tribe's treasure. When she was born, the sky was filled with colorful clouds and fragrant air. We all believed that a noble person who would change the history of our Hui tribe had been born."
The emperor couldn't take his eyes off it and naturally understood what Ali Khoja meant.
Ali Hezhuo smiled and nodded. It was a blessing for their Hui tribe and for Hanxiang that the emperor liked Hanxiang.
Seeing the emperor's behavior, Concubine Ling felt a little disappointed. The emperor had not visited her for a long time since she came out. Now seeing that he was so fascinated by Hanxiang, she only knew that it would be difficult for her to regain his favor.
After Hanxiang finished her dance, she stepped forward and performed a profound Hui salute to the emperor.
The emperor, whose eyes had been fixed on Hanxiang, immediately stood up, walked to Hanxiang and helped her up with his own hands.
"Princess Hanxiang, please stand up."
The emperor stared at Hanxiang closely, and his explicit eyes clearly revealed the emperor's thoughts.
Hanxiang didn't expect that the emperor would personally help her, and she was a little flattered.
In fact, except for Jingyan who already knew what the emperor would do, no one else expected that the emperor, the king of a country, would personally help the princess of a small tribe.
Ali Hezhuo's face was about to break with laughter. He knew that no man could refuse his Hanxiang, the treasure of their Hui tribe.