After breakfast, a report came to the door, saying that Pan Yuer had sent someone to deliver the news, and she had already left for Jinyuan, and agreed with Feng Shujia to meet in the private room Yulan Tingli on the second floor. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feng Shujia couldn't delay, got a haircut and dressed up, and after packing up, she said goodbye to Bai and Feng Yuan, boarded the car and went straight to Jinyuan.

There are not many people who come to listen to the play early in the morning, when Feng Shujia arrived at Jinyuan, except for the people who swept in the morning, there were no guests, she thought she came early, she was the first guest of Jinyuan, who knew that as soon as the person stood at the corner of the stairs, she heard Pan Yuer's cheerful voice from the second floor:

"Sister Feng, here, here!"

As soon as Feng Shujia looked up, she saw Pan Yuer lying on the window on the second floor, leaning down and beckoning to her happily.

"Sister Yu'er!" Feng Shujia smiled and waved her hand in response, lifted the corner of her skirt, and stomped upstairs.

At the entrance of Yulanting, Pan Yu'er was dressed in a bright peach-pink spring shirt, standing there prettyly, like a cluster of peach blossoms blooming on the branches, and was waving to her with a smile.

Feng Shujia trotted over in three steps and two steps, and said with a smile: "Sister Yu'er came so early, she has been waiting for a long time, right?"

"I also just arrived, and you came on the back foot. Pan Yuer affectionately took Feng Shujia's hand and entered the private room together.

The two exchanged pleasantries, sat down separately, and beckoned the little maid in the Jinyuan to serve tea and snacks.

Feng Shujia looked at the empty stage in the courtyard through the window, and chatted with Pan Yuer: "Let's come early, Xiao Feidie doesn't know when to sing on stage......

"What are you anxious about? Pan Yuer said with a smile, "Isn't listening to the drama just to have fun, why be in such a hurry." Speaking of this, he stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Does Sister Feng believe in such a strange thing as Mu Se's resurrection and rebirth?"

Feng Shujia stiffened, secretly wondering what Pan Yuer's words meant, and the next moment she heard Pan Yuer sigh: "Du Liniang died because of love, Liu Mengmei returned love because of her dream, life and death, death and death, and then continue the front edge, it is really moving......

The tone is melancholy, and perhaps there is a little bit of the charming expectation of the girl in the boudoir when she is pregnant with spring.

Feng Shujia breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that she was talking about Xiao Feidie's masterpiece "Peony Pavilion" today, which made her think that she was reborn, and she was frightened in vain!

However, love and love or something, she was ignorant in her previous life, and she had no intention in this life, so she really couldn't give any good answers.

Fortunately, she is still young, and it is normal for her not to understand Fengyue, as long as she acts ignorant and ignorant.

"Maybe......" Feng Shujia pondered the words, "Who knows if the things in the drama are true or false! Sister Yu'er didn't say it before, listening to the opera and listening to the music, but it's all Tu Yile~"

With the spear of the son, the shield of the attacker, see if you have anything else to say, anyway, I can't accompany this topic.

Pan Yuer raised her head when she heard this, and saw Feng Shujia sitting opposite her looking ignorant and ignorant, laughing heartlessly, and couldn't help but sigh, the little girl has not yet reached the age of the beginning of love, where can she understand that she has a deep love for the two lives, and has no regrets.

Alas, that's it...... It's better to listen to the play for a while, and there is little comfort in Xiao Feidie's tactful and affectionate singing.

Many people came to Jinyuan one after another, and the private room on the second floor and the open space hall with benches and square tables downstairs were gradually filled.

Little Flying Butterfly is the most famous corner of Jinyuan, and it is one of the best in the pear garden circle in the entire capital.

For the former, the Jinyuan is to be cleared, except for the nobles and the guests of the banquet, others are naturally not allowed to enter, while the latter, there is no limit, except for a very few old customers or people with status can book a seat in advance, and the emphasis is on a first-come, first-served basis.

Today, it happened that Xiao Feidie was interested in singing his masterpiece "Peony Pavilion" on stage to give back to the vast number of enthusiastic fans, and the seats were naturally full.

In the open space in the garden, on the last two rows of benches, one can squeeze five or six people, and the edge is only the corner of the buttocks that can be next to the side of the bench, not to mention the standing or squatting, excited plays, people are about to line up outside the gate.

Feng Shujia looked at the crowded crowd below, and then turned her eyes to look around at the elegant private room she was sitting in for a week, and sighed: "Thanks to Sister Yu'er, she settled on this private room early, otherwise we would have to go down and crowd with those people, we can't win them with our strength!"

Pan Yuer smiled and said, "I am also stained with my grandfather's light." ”

Pointing out a shortcut to Yao Zhili is not a difficult thing for her.

In her first life, she will rely on the prophet and her hand to live the life she wants, not as a pawn, a gift, to be sent to please the Sacred Heart—no matter how much glory and grace, no matter how great the power of authority, it is more pleasing than mine.

The cost of booking a private room in Jinyuan is not worth mentioning at all compared to an opportunity to go further.

Feng Shujia was stunned on her face, but she was very skeptical in her heart, whether Yao Zhili, the old fox who was elegant and square on the outside and slippery on the inside, would really love the daughter born to a concubine and an unsuccessful son-in-law so much.

In her previous life, after Pan Yuer gained power, she didn't promote the Yao family much, so it can be seen that she didn't have much affection for the Yao family. There is not much affection, naturally because she does not receive much care from the Yao family.

In the previous life, Pan Yuer and Emperor Longqing got married, because of a deliberate "hero to save beauty" - in the imperial garden, Queen Yang feasted all the daughters of the family, the delicate beauty fell into the water for no reason, the hero emperor happened to pass by, and helped each other, and fell in love at first sight, and could not extricate himself, insisting on including the beauty who could almost be his granddaughter into the palace, and pampered and loved him night and night.

In the final analysis, Yao Zhili raised Pan Yuer, except for the meager love between her ancestors and grandchildren, the rest is just because of her face that captivates the country and the city, and is suitable for smiling and hating.

In this life, Yao Zhili was willing to spend a lot of money to set a seat in Jinyuan for Pan Yuer, just to listen to the famous singer Xiaofeidie sing a song "Dream in the Garden"?

Feng Shujia was skeptical.

There were already people on the stage, babbling and singing soft and amorous tunes to warm up for Little Flyer's debut.

Pan Yuer's attention seemed to return to the stage, focused and obsessed, but her eyes were confused and scattered, she never focused, obviously listening to the music and thinking about her heart.

Feng Shujia was suddenly very curious, what kind of heart did this future empress dowager who leaned towards the government and the opposition in her cardamom years, it would not be the power plot after entering the palace and the national plan after the regent.