Until the evening, Yu Zixia returned to the Smoke Pavilion; Shuangmuzi heard that Du's mother instructed her to let herself appear tonight, but she played the piano and offered a song;

The 'Smoke and Rain Building' is still full of lights, and the girl is bewitching and twisting her limbs everywhere, which makes people think about it. A burst of piano notes came, euphemistic, melodious, flowing; Such as telling the most beautiful time, the most brilliant wind and frost, or the original appearance; The sound is entwined, and under each note, there is a calm and flexible mind.

All the songs are finished; Shuangmuzi slowly got up, walked out of the music room, bowed respectfully to everyone, and turned to leave.

In the hall, a man in blue staggered to his feet.

Shuang Muzi instinctively stopped, looked at the man in blue, obviously drank too much, since he was a drunk, naturally it would not be a good thing, thinking about it, he still bowed his head and said, "I don't know what is the matter with this master?" ”

"Come and have a drink with me." The man picked up the wine glass, walked in front of Shuangmuzi, and handed it to Shuangmuzi.

"I'm afraid this master has drunk too much." Seeing that the man was walking unsteadily, Frost Muzi took a small step back.

"Master, I'm happy to drink too much, what's the hiccup, you don't want to drink with you?" The man's mouth was full of saliva, saying that it was still burping.

"The slave family is not strong enough to drink, why don't you dance for the master?" Anyway, Du's mother arranged for Shuangmuzi to dance a song; The song has been offered, and this dance is missing; It's over early.

"It's not impossible to dance, it's just that I only watch striptease;" The man smiled, and began to be dishonest as he spoke. "Master, please wait a moment, let the slave family go and prepare." Shuangmuzi avoided the man's big palm, calmed his anger and said coldly.

The man looked up and drank the wine in his hand, smiling happily, thinking that he could easily witness a striptease.

Moments later; With the sound of music; Shuangmuzi was dressed in a white gauze skirt, floating on the stage; With a light and graceful, ethereal dance, the black hair is entwined in the air; With a quick turn, his arms hung lightly, a strand of white yarn slipped from his body, and with a graceful wave of his hand, the white yarn fell under the stage.

Everyone in the hall was fascinated and immersed in this.

"I don't know, this master is still satisfied with the slave's dance?" Frost Muzi saluted respectfully again.

The man snorted; "Of course I'm not satisfied, I'm asking you to do a striptease."

"I'm afraid I didn't notice that the slave's clothes have been taken off." Shuangmuzi picked up the white yarn on the ground and handed it over, fortunately, he asked her to dance a striptease, if she kissed one and touched something, she estimated that she would offend the guests again, besides, he just said to strip, but did not say how much.

"Hmph, don't fool Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants you to take off your clothes." The man shook off the white veil of frost and shook his body, apparently drunk.

"I'm afraid this master is drunk, so the slave family is here to make a bowl of sobering soup." Frost Muzi didn't want to entangle with him anymore and turned to leave.

"You stand for Lao Tzu" The man stepped forward and grabbed Shuangmuzi.

"Please respect yourself." Shuangmuzi struggled to break free, but the man exerted too much force, and he was drunk, so he didn't have the strength to be measured.

"Take it off Lao Tzu" The man used a little more force.

There was a commotion in the hall; I only heard the man in the crowd shouting "take off" and smiled smugly.

Shuangmuzi looked at the eyes, all of them had bad intentions, and they were very disgusted; Mother Du was not seen everywhere, and it was difficult to deal with for a while.

"Hmph, you guys, bullying a weak woman, what kind of man is it." Out of the crowd came a man with dark red embroidery.

"What kind of thing are you, dare to meddle with Lao Tzu's business." The man in blue shook off the frost wood and walked towards the man who spoke, with a provocative posture.

"Childe, I'm not a thing, I'm a man." The man in red raised his head and said, he had no fear, he wanted to be the son of a dignified general, and he was afraid that a drunkard would not succeed.

"You" The man in blue was about to get angry, when the little guy on the side ran over and muttered in the ear of the man in blue.

"Yo, I heard that Li Dashao is here, the old slave is slacking off today." Mother Yan shook her fan, shook her handkerchief, and walked slowly.

The man in red is Li Dashao in Yan's mother's mouth, and 'Li Ting' is the only son of the first general of 'Liangcheng'; Li Ting has nothing to do on weekdays, and although he is arrogant, his brain is occasionally not very good. Li Ting stood with his head held high, looking at nothing, and looked a little more arrogant.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care about you today." The man in blue, after listening to the little girl's advice, is naturally interested and does not dare to mess around; Flick your sleeves and leave.

"Li Dashao, Little Purple Girl is waiting for you." Mother Yan held a fan swing in her hand and gently dusted it twice on Li Dashao's shoulder.

"Mother Yan has a heart, my son wants this girl to accompany her today, so that Xiaozi doesn't have to wait." Li Dashao opened the folding fan and swayed it gently.

"Li Gongzi appreciates the slave family, and the slave family is very honored, but there are already people waiting in the Yan Pavilion, if you want to let them down, I am afraid that it will be the fault of the slave family." Shuang Muzi noticed that Mother Yan's angry eyes on the side had no intention of accompanying the guests, so he was a good person.

"Tonight, this son will help you out of the siege, if you don't repay it, forget it, what's the matter, accompany this son to play the piano as a companion, you don't want to?" Li Dashao looked at Shuangmuzi with a playful expression.

"It's not that the slave family is unwilling, it's just that Shuangmuzi wanted to use physical discomfort as an excuse, but he didn't want to, but halfway through the conversation, Cui'er ran over and said in her ear that Mother Du was looking for her, which was just right. Shuangmuzi said coldly; "It's just that the slave family has already had an appointment with distinguished guests, and I don't dare to slack off."

"Since the girl has an appointment, this son is not easy to make it difficult for others, dare to ask the girl's name?" Li Dashao is quite a gentleman at this time.

"The slave family has a cheap name, and it is not enough to worry about it." Frost Muzi gestured and turned to leave. Li Dashao looked at the departing back blankly, with an inexplicable smirk.

In the corner of the Rain Pavilion, a pair of starry eyes peeked at everything just now.