Chapter Eighty-Three: Heaven and Earth

"What's wrong?" Luo Rao tilted her head and asked Wu Yi beside her. Just now, a housekeeper-like person came to report, and then Wu Yi looked at Wen Yu frequently, and stopped talking.

"The musicians of the poetry club had an urgent matter and left first. Now there is only the last one left, I wonder if I can ask the son of Jinzhu to come forward? ”

Wu Yi looked at Wen Yu with a cold face, and he didn't have hope in his heart.

Ever since Baili Mozen sat among them, Wen Yu's face line has not loosened, kiss him, Yun'er, how can you kiss him in front of me?

The ink pupil was as cold as a sharp sword, as if it was about to pierce Baili Mozen.

Luo Rao hadn't heard Wen Yu's answer for a long time, turned her head to look, but was startled by his eyes, "Wen Yu, what's uncomfortable?" ”

"Nope."

Wen Yu looked at her with a frightened face, and her eyes softened slightly, "What do you want to hear?" ”

"Xiangfei Bamboo."

She swears she'd never heard it!

It's 'Luo Rao' again, and she's in control!

Perhaps Yun'er slowly recovered her memory, and she didn't realize it yet, Wen Yu's eyes became more and more gentle, "Okay." ”

Wu Yu knew his habits, and there was already a little boy standing next to him with warm water, Wen Yu cleaned his hands, wiped them dry, and put down his sleeves, "Wu Gongzi, can you borrow Gong Hou for a purpose?" ”

"Nature."

After Wu Yi instructed the boy who took the water to fetch the gonghou, he looked at the two of them through the mask without a trace.

There are a lot of rumors about Rao'er and Wen Yu in the market, and it seems that today it is indeed a tight love for her.

In ancient times, most of the gonghou was played by women, and she didn't know that men could be so suitable.

The ten fingers are like carved jade products, the posture is elegant, and the low eyebrows and hanging head are all indifferent and demure.

If there is no Luo Rao in the world, I am afraid that this man has already been born.

"Wen Yu, Wen Yu, Wen Yu ......"

The tune in her ears turned sad and poignant, Luo Rao's eyes suddenly became obsessed, her fingers trembled slightly with the music, her toes were light, and she turned around a few times and went to the high platform.

She raised her sleeves high, as if supporting her full expectation, and after learning that her husband was dead, her figure was like a snowflake, her long sleeves covered her face, and she fell to her knees and wept.

It's just a simple water sleeve dance, but she dances thrillingly, as if she really wants to leave her lover, which makes the audience feel sour.

Wen Yu's eyes have never left her since she came on stage, this dance was often danced by Wan'er in the past, but it has never been so realistic that it makes his heart palpitate.

Towards the end of the song, the woman threw off her long sleeves and swirled like a dandelion in the wind, so fast that she could barely see her face, as if she was about to disperse into the air in the next second.

Finally, a string of glissandos, "Xiangfei Bamboo" ended.

Luo Rao just stopped, looked back at Wen Yu and smiled delicately, only took a step, her eyes turned black and she fainted to the ground.

"Wan'er!"

"Rao'er!"

Wen Yu ignored the people who were gradually surrounding him, picked up Luo Rao and left, and made a few leaps towards the princess's mansion.

Do you have to remember?

My.

Because of this accident, the poems will disperse, and Ke Luorao's amazing performance will always remain in everyone's hearts, so that many years later, there are still rumors in the streets and alleys of 'Wei Luoxi's dance, thrilling'.

"When I fell, I wandered, and I wanted to repair it back to the sky. I couldn't catch it, so I flew away to chase the shock. ”

Wu Yi watched the crowd disperse, "The princess is really a rare beauty."

What happened just now didn't seem to have any impact on Baili Mozen, and he still tasted tea with a light smile, "It's a pity that I didn't have a chance with you." ”

"Who doesn't know that the princess only loves the national teacher, but it's a pity."

The long fingers covered the smile at the corner of his mouth, got up and came to Baili Mocen, and bent down respectfully, "Thank you for coming to help today." ”

"When you promised her, you should think of today, the princess is honest, and if you are more distant from her in the future, she will naturally not be close to you."

"My subordinates understand."

Alienated, this is his only friend.