Upstairs is tense and touch-and-go; Downstairs is singing and dancing, drunk and golden.

At this moment, the singer on the stage is the first voice in Jingling, the big singer Yue Xiaochan, and the best thing is this "Ode to Joy", which can be called a must.

Kong Xinfang has enough face, and the big guy is enough to give him face, and the random person who comes and goes in the banquet hall is a big person, and the most eye-catching one in the crowd is the protagonist of today's banquet: Kong Miaoling.

Before the age of eighteen, she rarely wore cheongsam, and in the past two years, she studied abroad, wearing Western long skirts.

But in order to celebrate this birthday, Kong Xinfang made a special trip to invite an old tailor who made clothes in the palace of the former dynasty to tailor this dress for her named "The Pride of Heaven Girl"

The cheongsam comes.

The cheongsam is selected from the finest satin, red base, with golden peony as the picture, with gold wire trim, the buckle embedded in the neckline is small and exquisite, concave and convex figure, with a European-style court curly hair, stepping on a pair of ten centimeters of pearl-inlaid high heels, the whole person is smart and bright, graceful, like a flower blooming in the depths of time.

Kong Miaoling is undoubtedly eye-catching, even if it is placed in this carefully dressed flowers, it can make people attract her at a glance, and they don't want to move away from it again.

Her difference is not only in appearance, that amazing temperament comes from within, if other daughters are beautiful, she is exquisite.

Kong Miaoling skillfully shuttles between celebrities, dignified and decent, elegant in conversation, or low-eyebrow and shallow smile to deal with the flattery of others, or defuse misdemeanor in a few words, showing everyone's demeanor.

At the moment, she is entangled by two little sisters who play well.

One was enthusiastic to tell her about the romance of the four talents of Jingling, and the other said disapprovingly that the four talents of Jingling were not as good as the first talents in the north.

Kong Miaoling knew that these false names were just famous names made up by a rich young master with a little background, and they were all jokes, and they couldn't be taken seriously.

Naturally, the number one talent in the north is only to cater to the little sister's incomparable admiration and make a slightly interested and surprised appearance.

But the little sister really held her arm and said seriously, "That person is Shen Huaixin, the eldest son of Shen Boyong, the king of Liaodong, and it is even rumored that the young master Shen said: 'Looks better than Pan An, is better than Tang Yin, and dances knives and guns to race Qin Qiong'." ”

Kong Miaoling almost didn't squirt out the red wine in his mouth, "What? King of Liaodong? ”

The little sister shook her hand like this, "Isn't it, you haven't been in Jingling for two years, but you don't know that the changes in the past two years have also been very great." I heard that Shen Boyong is majestic in Liaodong, like an emperor, and this is how the title of King of Liaodong came from. ”

Kong Miaoling couldn't help but scoff at this, "What age is it now, and the emperor is still the king, I see, the Liaodong Tiger is just a Liaodong tiger, and it is not a cat when it comes out of Liaodong?" ”

As soon as Kong Miaoling said this, the two little sisters covered their mouths and chuckled.

Unexpectedly, there was a sentence behind him, "A tiger is a tiger, and you will still eat people when you go out of Liaodong." ”

Kong Miaoling turned her head and looked at the person opposite with surprise in her eyes, "Shen Cheng? ”

The two little sisters also looked over, and saw the man leaning on the table, wearing a long black woolen coat with large lapels raised high, a black top hat on his head, slightly crooked, one hand casually inserted in the pocket of the coat, and the other gently swaying half a glass of red wine.

Under the colorful neon lights, there is a three-dimensional side face, he looks up and drinks the wine, and then looks at Miao Ling.

Shen Cheng is undoubtedly handsome and eye-catching, otherwise he would not have attracted a burst of exclamations from the little sisters.

But his handsomeness is nothing more than a dangerous man-eating flower in the eyes of Miao Ling, and once he gets close, he will be doomed.

"How did you get here? Who are you? ”

Shen Cheng just wanted to answer, but saw two men in black tunics in the crowd walking towards him with bad intentions.

In desperation, he had an idea, and grabbed Miao Ling's hand and pulled her to his side.

"Help me."

Before Kong Miaoling could react, Shen Cheng grabbed Kong Miaoling's waist and took her off the dance floor.

The music was changed to a jazz piece with a strong sense of rhythm at the right time.

Very few of the guests could do the tango, and in a few moments, they were the only ones left in the center of the dance floor.

At first, it was Shen Cheng who was always controlling the rhythm of the dance steps, Miao Ling was unwilling, and he had already grasped the initiative in the middle part, the two of them restrained and confronted each other, and no one refused to admit defeat, but in the eyes of those laymen, the dance of these two people was seamless and exquisite.

Just as he was jumping to the ** stage, Kong Miaoling noticed that Shen Cheng's eyes were raised upward, just like that.

"Who are you? And by whom? Also, why do you think I'm going to help you? ”

Kong Miaoling asked aggressively.

The corners of Shen Cheng's mouth raised slightly to the side, "In Xia Shen City, being hunted down by enemies, only you and I are the most familiar here." ”

Kong Miaoling sneered, "I don't know you at all, how can I be familiar?" Besides, if you don't get hunted down by the enemy, will you still be hunted down by your father? It's simply nonsense. You're not Shen Cheng at all, that's just what you used to perfunctory me, you are so dishonest, and you still want me to help you? ”

Miao Ling said, and he was about to confess to Shen Cheng, but he didn't want to, Shen Cheng suddenly turned his hand and put down Kong Miaoling's waist, and he split his legs, leaned over to look at her, and suddenly held a red rose as mysterious as him in his mouth.

Kong Miaoling was slightly stunned, Shen Cheng raised his hand and stuffed the rose into her hand, and at the same time read, "A branch of red dew condenses incense, ** Wushan is in vain." By asking who in the Han Palace is like, poor Feiyan leans on new makeup. ”

As soon as this move came out, the audience boiled.

Kong Miaoling was still confused and didn't react, her eyes looked at Shen Cheng's smiling face in a daze.

It was as if she had forgotten the answer she was looking for.

At this moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out overhead, the music stopped abruptly, and everyone invariably showed a look of horror.

Kong Miaoling was about to look for her, Shen Cheng suddenly threw her out, she staggered back two steps, and then in the scream, she saw a person falling from the upper floor in front of her.

The man was shot in the chest, fell from a great height, and struggled on the ground with no signs of life.

He stared at Kong Miaoling with round eyes, like a sharp knife piercing her chest.

Kong Miaoling suddenly felt that her breathing stopped, as if something heavy had hammered her heart.

The black mole in the corner of the man's eye reminded Kong Miaoling of him: Dou Qilong, he is the president Dou Qilong!

"Murder."

I don't know which nobleman's wife, this roar completely messed up the banquet hall, and the piercing screams continued to sound in the ears, and everyone rushed out in a mess.

Kong Miaoling looked up and saw a cold, terrifying face by the handrail on the third floor.