Xia He was funeral, and in everyone's sad or complicated mood, he slept forever in that small earthen bag. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hehuan never came to the mourning hall to worship Xia He, and even when the news of Xia He's death was conveyed to her, she didn't believe it was true.

The two have been fighting for so many years, although they have not achieved a single result, but in the hearts of the two, the other party has always been a special existence.

It is a friend who cherishes each other.

It was a fine afternoon, and there was no Xia He in the dance room, so the girls were idle, waiting for the next master to teach. Xia Qing was still very sad, she was largely to blame for Xia He's death, and felt that she was a cause for her death.

At the door, a shadow walked slowly.

"Are you still resting? You don't have to practice to feel like you're very good, don't you? You want to try your hand on stage, right?"

Caustic tone, snarky words.

The purple clothes are dignified, and the long hair is like a waterfall.

Acacia.

"From this day on, I will be your new master, and you can forget what you have learned before, and remember me. ”

He Huan stood in front of everyone, raising his head proudly, although he couldn't see her expression, Xia Qing still saw the crystal in He Huan's eyes.

Perhaps for Hehuan, her greatest nostalgia for Xia He,

is to slowly live like her in the future.

Those who deliberately imitated Xia He's tone and demeanor, although they looked clumsy, the feelings in them were deep and abnormal.

Xia Qing is now the most outstanding of all the dancing girls.

Whether it is the mastery of dance music or the flexibility of the body, she is undoubtedly the first.

"Xia Qing, come here. ”

He Huan lazily leaned on the Taishi chair and raised his hand to beckon Xia Qing.

"What's the matter with Sister Hehuan. “

"You know Yu Zheng's son. ”

Hehuan stared at Xia Qing in front of him motionlessly, as if he wanted to see her reaction.

"I don't know. ”

"Don't you know..... You go and practice, don't hold me back next month's Huang Tengqu. “

Hehuan returned to his previous arrogant appearance, and Xia Qing subconsciously looked at Hehuan's calves.

The long skirt covers the legs tightly.

"When I just walked over, Hehuan's pace was normal, and it looked like she was good. ”

Zizi whispered to Xia Qing beside him.

This little girl is really in harmony with herself now, and she can see her thoughts with every look and movement.

Thinking of this, the pain in Xia Qing's heart eased a lot.

I still have such a friend in this world, and I will have to carry on the ups and downs with her in the future.

"Practice well. ”

The afternoon sun was good and everything in the dance room was calm and normal.

However, it was all calm before a storm.

Time passed quickly, and the three days in Qu Ziyan's mouth passed quickly.

In the past three days, Xia Qing practiced dance music seriously, and went to perform in the evening. Due to the previous sensational competition in the capital, Xia Qing is now also a well-known dancing girl, and someone comes to cheer her every night.

Xia Qing was dancing and dancing on the cold stage made of white marble.

But there was no warm eye to look at her anymore.

Let's dance.

Mei Niang stopped Xia Qing who was going back to her room to rest in the background

"Yu Zheng is here, ask you to see him in his upper room. ”

Mei Niang smiled, with a hint of ambiguity in her tone.

"Really, that's great. ”

At this moment, Xia Qing admired Qu Ziyan's prophetic skills very much, and it seemed that every time he said something would become a fact.

Yu Zheng, we really have a lot to talk about.

Xia Qing gently held the porcelain bottle that had been placed in his sleeve.

The cold porcelain vase pulled Xia Qing back to his senses. I don't know what it is now, is it really okay to put it on Mochen like this?

"What's the fuss, go ahead. ”

Mei Niang took the fan in her hand and gently threw it on Xia Qing's face, and a burst of rich fragrance came to her face.

"Here's our new scent, let's try it for you first. ”

After Mei Niang finished speaking, she went to entertain other guests again.

Xia Qing walked slowly to the room.

That was the place where she first learned about Mochen's identity, and at that time, she was still angry with him.

Although the days have not long passed, everything has long been different.

"Knock Knock"

"Come in. ”

It's still a cold male voice, but it's a little more hoarse than usual.

When Xia Qing entered the door, he saw him standing by the window, as if admiring the moonlight.

"Yu Zheng Gongzi ......"

"Can't even Mochen shout now?"

Mo Chen walked over from the window, with no expression on his face, which was completely different from his usual appearance.

"Don't you call me Hibiscus Girl...... Flattened. ”

Xia Qing said with a smile.

"It's my fault..... Hibiscus, come over for a drink. ”

Mochen sat down and spilled the wine glass on the table with wine. Take out one of the cups and drink it down.

"But this wine is bitter today...... Taste the hibiscus. ”

Xia Qing stood not far away, looking at the fairy-like man in front of him, he lowered his eyebrows, holding an empty wine glass in his hand, but there was a bitter smile on his lips.

"The master said, let me bring a word to Yu Zheng Gongzi........"

"Enough, I'm calling you today to drink, not to listen to this. ”

Mochen sprinkled herself with another glass of wine, "She can leave peacefully." ”

"The master walked peacefully...... But Mochen, you are so pitiful like this. ”

Xia Qing stepped forward quickly, sat opposite Mochen, and snatched the wine glass from his hand.

"I know you're not drunk, but I hope you can soberly listen to my master's last words....... Could you please have listened well?"

Mochen raised his eyes to look at Xia Qing in front of him and stopped talking.

"Exquisite dice and red beans, I don't know if I am lovesick to the bones. ”

Xia Qing drank the wine in front of him after speaking, "The wine is still the taste of wine, but I don't know what to ...... now."

"Drink, you don't have to say anything, drink this pot of wine and you can go. ”

Mo Chen turned his head sideways and no longer looked at Xia Qing's face.

The cold touch on the sleeve always reminds Xia Qing of the existence of the porcelain vase. She looked at the sad Mochen in front of her, and couldn't do it for a while.

"Yu Zheng Gongzi ....."

"I have only loved one woman in this life, and I have only lost one woman, and her lovesickness cannot stand it. ”

Mochen stood up and walked to the window with his back to Xia Qing, but his back was lonely.

This is the perfect time to get your hands dirty. Xia Qing pinched the porcelain vase in his hand and walked nervously behind Mo Chen.

"Wood..... Qing'er, if you still remember that we still have a trace of friendship, don't mention Xia He today, I owe her, I know. ”

Mo Chen paused and said,

"Actually, Qing'er, I really like ......"

"Bang"

A crisp sound interrupted Mo Chen's words.

The porcelain bottle in Xia Qing's hand had been opened, and the medicinal powder inside floated onto Mochen's white robe.

"What are you doing? Mo Chen turned around and looked at Xia Qing with a nervous face, with coldness in his tone.

"No..... It's nothing. Xia Qing humbly hid his hands behind his back.

Mo Chen twisted his eyebrows and didn't say anything more.

"I'll have a drink with you. ”

Xia Qing walked to the wooden table as normal as possible, "Today's is not osmanthus brew, right?"

"Naturally not, if it is osmanthus brewed, you will probably be unconscious, and you and I will be the same as when we first met.......

"Hehe......." Xia Qing couldn't answer, so he had to laugh dryly.

"You really smell good today, and you love to burn incense now?"