At the end of the performance, Xie Qiong stood up to leave, although Song Lingyi was still reluctant to see the dance of the legendary Brother Gou Xuegou, but he still felt that the little brother was more important, so he also stood up.

It wasn't until Song Lingyi caught up from behind and grabbed his sleeve that Xie Qiong stopped.

They had already walked to the front corridor leading to the backyard, a little away from the singing and dancing, but they could hear the bustle again, and they only walked by a few small maids from time to time.

"Little Senior Brother, what do you think of that prince of the country?" Song Lingyi was still immune to Xie Qiong's stinky face, and asked as he walked.

Xie Qiong didn't answer, she replied on her own: "The tone is tactful, and the lyrics are moving, which is better than the mulberry flower lady in Penglai City!

"Guess who the Oiran is tonight?"

"Although we haven't watched a few, I think that Jiangshan boy should be able to rank in the top three. ”

Maybe the old brother sitting next door supported Brother Gou could be even more exciting, he was about to cry when he heard it, and he still protected the silk flowers. ”

"But tomorrow, we will ask Sister Min'er, and we will probably know the result. ”

Song Ling was talking to herself all the way, one hand was still pulling Xie Qiong's sleeve and swaying, she had always been used to him not saying a word, and why he suddenly had a little emotion was also blamed on not liking people and being complicated.

What really upset Xie Qiong was that she chatted energetically with the strange man around her and looked at the appreciative gaze on the stage.

He walked back in silence, listening to her still talking about the Oiran election, and knew that she was still thinking about it, but he wanted to make her happy, but he couldn't bear to let her rejoice because of others.

Back in the small courtyard where they lived, Tu Baichuan was no longer visible, and the wound medicine on the table was gone, obviously leaving by himself.

"Senior Brother Shirakawa is walking really fast. ”

Song Ling sat down next to the table one by one, checking if he had left anything behind, and they went for a while, and the people were gone.

However, he didn't leave a word, he just left.

Xie Qiong poured her a cup of tea, sat down and said, "Senior Brother Tu's identity is not ordinary. ”

"He said that he is related to the master, and he is probably also a relative of the emperor, but unfortunately he hasn't asked yet!"

Looking at Song Lingyi's regretful face, Xie Qiong comforted: "Xu is that his whereabouts can't be exposed yet, and he may not be willing to say it if he asks." ”

"Fortunately, the master is almost here, he must know!"

"It's okay, we'll see you again soon. ”

"Why?"

Xie Qiong raised his hand to pinch her earlobe, and smiled helplessly: "We have already entered the game, I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave easily." ”

"Is it related to what Sister Bingyue said about the situation in Beijing?"

"Well, but since the master let us come directly, then we don't have to be too nervous. ”

"With the master and the little brother here, I must not be afraid. Song Ling nodded slightly, and set his eyes on the shadows of the trees in the small courtyard, the moonlight sprinkled through the gaps in the leaves, and the shadows of the trees were like waves, swaying and changing in the breeze.

Looking at this scene, it seemed that the song she had just heard in front of her had returned to her ears with some noise and noise, and she couldn't help but hum a few words softly.

A pain in the earlobe hit, Xie Qiong unconsciously added a little force to his hand, heard her hiss, and quickly withdrew his hand.

"I'm sorry. ”

He said sorry, but he felt that those few words had already swirled into his heart, and Xie Qiong's heart, which had just been soothed by the soft touch of his earlobe, became restless again.