After they changed their clothes and returned to the room, Empress Xian asked the madam to leave first and then looked at them, "Do you have any talents?!"
The man who was drinking at that time said, "Madam, I can drink and I can feed wine with my mouth!"
After saying that, he threw her a wink.
Empress Xian: "...go to the side."
Empress Xian pointed in a direction, and Na'erlang bit his lip unwillingly, stomped his feet, and walked towards that direction.
"I, I can tell stories!"
"Okay, then go over there and tell her a story." Concubine Xian pointed at Concubine Liang, "My sister loves listening to stories the most."
The man replied "yes" and walked towards Concubine Liang.
Just as he was about to put his hand on Concubine Liang's shoulder, Concubine Xian slapped him away. "If you want to tell a story, tell it properly. Tell a normal story. If you don't tell it well, you'll be fine. Don't touch me!"
"Yes!" The boy's face was full of grievance. He didn't understand. He had come here, so why was he not allowed to touch it?
Concubine Liang breathed a sigh of relief. Although she wanted to watch, she didn't want to have any physical contact with these people.
“I can recite poetry!”
“I can recite!”
Empress Xian asked these two people to serve Concubine Shu and Concubine Jing Jiaoniang, reciting poems and reading them aloud to them.
As for the two people she had her eye on, "What are their names?"
As soon as Empress Xian said this, a young servant complained, "It's unfair. You didn't even ask my name..."
Empress Xian glanced over and they fell silent.
The two men looked at each other and realized that the lady before them was different from the ones they usually met, so they said, "My flower name is Qingshan."
"My flower name: Changwu."
"I'm not asking for your flower names, I'm asking for your original names."
Empress Xian looked at them, and they hesitated for a moment before deciding to speak out.
After all, this was a guest's request, and they couldn't refuse it. The person playing the zither said, "My name is Qingqin."
The dancing person said, "My name is Hua Wu."
"They're all good names. You two, one will play the piano and the other will dance. Let's begin."
The two looked at each other, Qingqin started to play the piano, and the flower mist began to dance.
The more Empress Xian looked at it, the more satisfied she became.
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