Xi Yan blinked and asked curiously, "Emperor, what does this mean?"
Xuanxi explained, "This is a poem describing the beautiful love between a man and a woman. The 雎偶 bird is singing by the river. A beautiful woman is a good companion for a gentleman."
Xi Yan tilted her head and asked with a smile, "Does the Emperor have a favorite woman?"
Xuan Xi's expression froze for a moment, then he returned to his indifference. It was his fault that he shouldn't have taught her this line of poetry.
"I am the Emperor of Heaven, and I do not engage in romantic relationships."
Xi Yan curled her lips and muttered, "The Emperor is so boring."
One day, Xi Yan stood on the high platform of Zi Xi Palace, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance, her eyes full of longing.
She turned back to Xuan Xi and said softly, "Emperor, I want to learn how to fly!"
Xuan Xi was playing the zither and frowned, "The art of flying requires profound spiritual power. You have only recently transformed, so it may be difficult for you to master it."
Xi Yan grabbed his sleeve and said coquettishly, "Emperor, please teach me! I will definitely learn well!"
Xuan Xi was annoyed by her pestering and could only nod: "Forget it, I will teach you."
He walked behind her, gently held her waist with both hands, and whispered: "Relax your mind and feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
Xi Yan closed her eyes as she was told, feeling the warmth from his palm, her heart beating like a drum.
She suddenly turned around, put her arms around his waist, and said with a smile, "Emperor, isn't it easier to learn this way?"
Xuan Xi's expression froze, and he said in a cold voice: "Men and women should not touch each other, you can't do this."
Xi Yan disagreed and said with a smile: "I am a peony, not an ordinary person, so there is no need to be bound by this principle, haha!"
Xuan Xi was helpless, but he saw her smiling as brightly as a flower, with a hint of doting in her eyes.
He sighed softly and whispered, "Forget it, whatever you want."
As time went by, Xuanxi's attitude towards Xiyan gradually softened.
He no longer always had a cold face, and occasionally he would smile faintly.
Xi Yan became more and more bold, often secretly hugging his arm or leaning on his shoulder when he was not paying attention.
One day, Xi Yan ran to Xuan Xi with an ancient book and said excitedly, "Emperor, I understand Xiaoyaoyou. It's so interesting!"
Xuan Xi looked up at her with a hint of approval in his eyes: "Not bad, you have made progress."
Xi Yan raised her chin proudly: "Then should the Emperor reward me?"
Xuan Xi raised his eyebrows: "What reward do you want?"
Xi Yan blinked, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Emperor, please kiss me, okay?"
Xuan Xi's expression froze, and his ears turned slightly red.
He said coldly: "Don't mess around."
Xi Yan, however, refused to give in. She hugged his neck and said in a tender voice, "Emperor, just give me a kiss! Consider it a reward!"
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