Dongfang Lian and Dongfang Tuo were shocked by the word purple clothes covering their faces, and hurriedly walked to the fence next to the building, looking at the scene opposite.

I saw that on the side of the silent building in the world, a big stage was set up.

A lot of bamboo shelves are arranged on both sides of the stage, covered with layers of light yarn, which enclose the stage, and the innermost bar of the stage is placed with a purple jade screen, on which the scene of feasting is painted, elegant and freehand.

The stage was already crowded with people, and the water was impassable, and a pair of eyes were glued to the stage.

And with the low and distant sound of the bell chime, a masked woman in a purple dress walked out of the screen gracefully.

Slowly and confidently walked to the center of the stage.

I saw that she was tall, with a slender waist, and a bright purple complicated dress set off her atmosphere and mystery.

Under the misty light, her face was covered with a veil, covering her face, but those star-like eyes, sparkling, became more mysterious and deep because of the mask.

"This is ......" Dongfang Tuo's pupils dilated, and the whole person was shocked there, his mouth slightly open, staring at the woman in the center of the stage.

The purple clothes follow the wind, the veil covers the mysterious face, and the action is chic but atmospheric.

This person, regardless of his body shape or temperament, has a kind of god like the woman in purple who struck an amazing blow on the battlefield last time.

Dongfang Tuo was stunned all of a sudden, a little confused about what was going on?

"Starling, what's wrong with you, have you taken a fancy to someone? I was stupid before I saw the face of the beauty, and when I saw it, wouldn't my soul fly. Princess Hanyu mocked him playfully.

"No, I just think ......" Dongfang Tuo came back to his senses in embarrassment.

Thinking of something, his expression changed sharply, and he asked eagerly, "Dongfang Lian, don't you think she is very similar to the woman in purple we saw on the battlefield that day?" ”

The woman in purple that day, wearing a tight-fitting riding suit, was heroic, and her compelling sharpness and pride were as radiant as the morning sun.

Tonight, this woman's clothes are more prosperous, elegant and elegant, but she still does not hide the arrogance and chic on her body.

Different styles, similar feelings, the more he looked, the stronger the feeling stirred in his heart.

This feeling is not even felt when I see the hazy snow.

Dongfang Lian's face changed, and his voice became gloomy:

"Eighth Prince, what do you mean by that? Knowing that Hao Xue was the woman in purple that day, but you said that the inexplicable fireworks woman in front of you was like a woman in purple, are you suspicious of Hao Xue? ”

He stared at the girl on the stage with displeasure and disdain.

Dongfang Tuo was stunned, only to find that he was excited, and actually said something suspicious of Hao Xue.

"I'm not suspicious of her, I'm just ......"

He didn't know how to explain it, but he really felt that the woman in front of him looked like the woman.

But if this woman is the girl in purple that day, isn't Haoxue a fake? How is this possible

He believed that with Haoxue's character, he would not do such a dirty and despicable thing.

"Hmph, if you really like Haoxue, you shouldn't doubt her." Dongfang Lian's cold eyes looked at the purple-clothed girl like a blade.

Dongfang Tuo looked at the woman, and his mood suddenly became conflicted, wandering between intuition and reason.

"Eighth Prince, don't you understand? This woman is imitating Hao Xue, since Hao Xue became famous in the first battle, the world knows it, and many women have imitated her. Now they wear purple clothes and veils.