The more I thought about it, the more amazing I felt, the more amazing I felt, the more regretful I was, and Du Hubu said sadly: "How could I miss Miss Gongsun Xinxin...... Why did I miss it? ”

Yue Liuxi listened, her eyes were also silent, a little gloomy, and she sighed softly: "So...... This leads us to another problem. ”

Du Runsheng thought about it, and it was. About the decline of Gongsun Xinxin.

Women are always used to compare with flowers, which naturally cannot be groundless, because they are indeed similar. Female flowers are beautiful for a period of time, and women are also young for a period of time.

And the most important thing in this is the Qinglou woman.

At this point in the story, you can guess why Gongsun Xinxin is in trouble, and the story should come to an end.

What is the purpose of the Lord of Yue Liuxi? It seems that it will also be revealed.

The scholar knew that Gongsun Xinxin had already danced in the imperial capital, so naturally he should have made a lot of money, since he had made a lot of money, Gongsun Xinxin had not contacted him, which was incredible.

After all, the scholar thought that Gongsun Xinxin would immediately give him the money from the sale of his body.

The scholar couldn't figure out why Gongsun Xinxin was like this, but he couldn't understand this fate in his heart, he just wanted to deceive himself for the time being, and he didn't want to admit this fact for the time being.

The scholar finally raised enough money to enter Yihong Courtyard. - He had been waiting outside Yihong Courtyard for a long time, and the autumn wind could pass by and drape the fallen leaves on his body. But the scholar Xiucai never waited for Gongsun Xinxin, I don't know if the access control of Yihong Courtyard is too strict, or if Gongsun Xinxin has been avoiding him.

The time for scholars to raise money to enter Yihong Courtyard was very accurate. He inquired clearly that Gongsun Xinxin's performance was there tonight.

Although the money is a little more expensive, when I think about being able to see Gongsun Xinxin and have a lot of money to spend, Scholar Xiucai feels that it is nothing.

Scholar Xiucai didn't even dare to admit the joy and joy in his heart, but because he was going to see Gongsun Xinxin soon, such emotions did exist.

Scholars naturally can't buy tickets for the first floor, let alone tickets for the second floor of the high pavilion and tickets for private rooms.

He could only stand on the periphery, and he could see Gongsun Xinxin's place from a distance.

That's enough for him.

After all, as long as you can see Gongsun Xinxin, this in itself means that you have this money.

The music started. The wind fence was gentle, slowly like a flowing spring scratching and licking through the heart, fading away all the impatience, and outlining all the traces of longing and expectation for this dance.

Teasing, just like the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone's expectation for a bowl of simple moonlight, and the waiting for a round of bright autumn moon.

And, Gongsun Xinxin's dance is the dancing moon and the autumn moon.

The scholar show is the one who has seen Gongsun Xinxin's Autumn Moon Dance, which is a dance created by Gongsun Xinxin when he was seven years old. Gongsun Xinxin has been famous for dancing since she was a child. And it was this dance she created herself at the age of seven that catapulted her fame to the top. Since then, there has been no way to shake it.

A song of autumn moon dance, the water sleeve will dance the moon disc to the extreme, the long water sleeve is thrown into a circle, like the flow of the moon disk, clean and bright, fragile and strong. An autumn moon dance, graceful and graceful, the body like a water snake, swaying in front of your field of vision, the willow waist that can't help but hold, as if dancing on the palm of your hand.

It's not teased, it's not holy. Sometimes it is the soft moonlight of Jiangnan, and sometimes it is the enthusiastic Chanjuan of the side plug. It's just that no matter where it is, it carries the unshakable, daffodil charm, and the fragrance of daffodils.

Scholar Xiu knew that Gongsun Xinxin had performed this dance in front of him countless times, and he was even able to put this dance in this dance, where every dance step of Gongsun Xinxin stopped, how far away from the previous step, and what kind of expression Gongsun Xinxin would have in this dance step, Scholar Xiucai was familiar with it.

But when this piece of music sounded, and when Gongsun Xinxin's figure faintly appeared behind the long graceful gauze curtain, the scholar Xiucai was puzzled for a moment - had he really seen this dance? Did he really remember the dance?

Thinking about it like this, the harder Xiucai tried, the more he couldn't remember the content of the dance he had watched before. This mind, which has long been full of the policy meridians of the Four Books and Five Classics, is useless like that now, and he can't remember anything now. It's not the kind of brain short-circuit, Scholar Xiucai can say with 100% certainty that his head is very clear, and no matter which section of the economy you take out now, he can recite it backwards.

He simply forgot about this autumn moon dance. Forget the dance that Gongsun Xinxin created at the age of seven and made her famous. This dance, like the jade rabbit in the middle of August 15, year after year, on time or not on time, accompanied them through that period of green years. In their young years, the two of them always looked at each other, and they could see themselves in each other's eyes.

Gongsun Xinxin's water sleeves began to dance.

The white dew is warm and the moon is empty. The woman on the screen held her sleeve on her wrist and groaned with her cheeks, and the audience all waited quietly with her, for fear that her breathing or other movements would be inappropriate and disturb the girl in this month.

The scholar saw it, and he saw it. Gongsun Xinxin groaned. It immediately attracted thousands of courtesies.

Suddenly, I heard the silver bell "rustle" twice.

It is not known who shook the camel's bell. It was Gongsun Xinxin who covered her lips and laughed softly.

Yang virtue has passed, and the yin spirit moon goes.

Good at Fusang in the East Marsh, the smoke and dust are like a fairyland. Heir Ruoying is in the West. A handful of red petals, under the agitation of Ruizhu's water sleeves, bloomed in the entire Yihong Courtyard.

The scholar Xiucai looked up, and raised his hand in a trance to let a petal fall in his palm.

The scholar looked at it for a while, not knowing what kind of petals they were, and lowered his head to sniff it in his palm, there was the fragrance of daffodils.

The scholar was stunned, his brain, which was so smart that he had memorized thousands of books, was indeed not enough.

He shook his head, still unable to come to a conclusion.

was immediately attracted by Gongsun Xinxin on the stage.

The moonrise is revealed, Shunchen is candleted, from the star Ze wind, rubbing the Huatai room, Yang Caixuan Palace.

The geese are mourning, the quality of the elevation is leisurely, and the kindness of the clear and bright.

Soft snow condensation. Yuanling water mirror, even watching the snow, Zhou except for the water purification.

Collect graceful dance, candle poor, moon hall both, fragrant wine phoenix, Ming Qin storage.

This dance, born is born, and the dancing is not a girl in the world, but Chang'e on the moon, but a graceful daffodil.

The beauty is in the dust, and the moon is bright for thousands of miles.

Everyone didn't come back to their senses for a long time, until Gongsun Xinxin saluted respectfully and retreated, and everyone's eyes were firmly glued to Gongsun Xinxin's body.

The scholar felt a little displeased. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it, it was a possessive nature of a man. How can your own woman be coveted by others?

Gongsun Xinxin's gaze had disappeared in front of everyone.

Thunderous applause immediately rang out.

An opening dance pushed the atmosphere to **.

It seems unprecedented, but it seems to have become inevitable since Gongsun Xinxin came here.

The scholar watched Gongsun Xinxin's back disappear into his sight, and it took him a while to remember the original purpose of his trip.

I came to Gongsun Xinxin, didn't I care about her in a mixed place like the Qinglou in Yihong Courtyard, Gongsun Xinxin came from other places, or a young girl, who was innocent and careless, was she bullied?

He, the lover of Gongsun Xinxin's childhood sweetheart, came to find her girl who fell into the Qinglou, just to come to her and ask for money.

When the scholar finally succeeded in intercepting Gongsun Xinxin, Gongsun Xinxin had not changed her clothes, and in the frosty and dewy weather of autumn, she was still wearing a thin layer of dance clothes.

The scholar looked at her and didn't know how to speak for a while.

Gongsun Xinxin was also stunned, probably because of the cold, and her slender body trembled, but Gongsun Xinxin immediately held back.

"Shin Shin ......" scholar gently, with affection in it.

Gongsun Xinxin raised her eyes to look at him at this time, smiled shallowly, and suddenly opened her mouth like a big realization, and her voice was soft and emotionless: "Ah, it's you." ”

The scholar didn't know what Gongsun Xinxin meant by this, but he became more and more aware of the purpose for which he should be exported, and he couldn't say it for the time being.

But he was not willing to be lonely, so he could only call her name again in vain and meaninglessly: "Xinxin ......"

Although Gongsun Xinxin already had a disgust in her heart for her talented lover to call her name, she was not in a hurry to send the person in front of her - it was not that her love affair was unbroken, but that she was not enthusiastic about anything.

Gongsun Xinxin said "um" disapprovingly, and asked as soon as he asked.

She is still a little girl in her cardamom years, but because of him, her heart is like ashes.

And the culprit still doesn't know it.

The scholar was stunned, and smiled at Gongsun Xinxin affectionately: "I didn't expect you to really come here...... tone was even more gentle, "Why didn't you come to me?" ”

Obviously, Gongsun Xinxin had already said at that time that it would be as he wished, and he didn't know whether the scholar's question was because he didn't believe Gongsun Xinxin, or if he just wanted to find a way to talk.

Why didn't I come to you?

Gongsun Xinxin thought about the meaning of this sentence, and his smile deepened, but he didn't poke this layer of window paper.

Obviously, he pushed her into the furnace, but now not only did he not ask her if she had encountered any frustrations and hardships here, such a place for men to have fun, but he only said lightly, "Why didn't you come to me?" "It sounds like a lot of affection.

Scholars and literati have always been high-sounding, and what the bandit military advisor said was not wrong, a sanctimonious and well-dressed beast.

I don't know if it's too cold, Gongsun Xinxin only felt nauseous for a while.