The next day, in the evening.

Heavy snow and light rain continued for several days, and dusk had arrived, and twilight was belating.

Qiu Que came to Yunshaofang again, but he was haunted by things today, and he came a little late.

In the workshop covered by thousands of bamboo trees, the dancers have already practiced steamingly, and anyone can see beads of sweat on their red faces.

Qiu Que stood in front of a clump of green bamboos, quietly watching.

"Knock knock" drums, dancing dancers.

The woman is also there.

Compared to before, she has improved a lot.

These nine techniques have been inherited and evolved, and they have a unique charm, and they are ruthless if they dance unwillingly.

The rainstorm is general, and it is a rapid drumbeat; The wind is like a flying fan; Jewels are general, and they are the footsteps of striking; The fireworks are general, and they are the pupils of the camera; Bullfighting is generally a strong demeanor......

If you're a serious spectator, you'll be blown away, burned, and even forced by it – unleashing majestic energy to the beat of the drum.

Just like the hills standing by the window at this moment, there is a kind of life dripping, and the mountains and rivers are trembling with joy!

When it came to an abrupt end, the world was surprisingly silent. The people inside the house and the people outside the house are all immersed in a certain world.

There was only a distant bird cry in my ears.

Qiu Que's eyes never left for a moment. He admits that despite hundreds of years of time, he is still fascinated by women who dance the same dance.

Is this fate?

The lights in the workshop gradually went out, and Qiu Que stood under the eaves without moving.

The woman came out with a light posture.

Unfortunately.

At the moment of passing by.

An antique scroll fell from the woman, and she didn't seem to notice.

After a little hesitation, Qiu Que leaned over to pick it up, unfolded it, and then laughed out loud.

It's so much fun!

While she was looking at it, the woman went and returned, pointing to the scroll, and gestured, "Mine." ”

She looked up without rouge, her eyes were shining like stars in the Milky Way, her nose was round, and the tip of her nose was dyed with a small cinnabar mole.

Qiu Que lost his mind for a moment, and he felt out of shape, he clenched his fist with his hand, put it on his lips and pretended to cough lightly.

"Mu Quangong's authentic handiwork, it can be used like this!" Qiu Que handed out the scroll and teased.

The woman's delicate face was slightly red, quite embarrassed.

It only blinked an eye and returned to normal, and she reached out to take it with a polite smile, her hands stained with winter raindrops, slightly wet.

Qiu Que was stunned again! She didn't bring an umbrella today.

She has—flesh!

"You come to visit every day, you must be the favorite of this nine-skill plucked dance, and it doesn't affect your taste." The woman bowed slightly, which was considered a thank-you.

Qiu Que recovered from the thoughts of sneaking away and nodded in return: "It doesn't have much impact." ”

"Disturbing Childe's eyes, I'll come at another time next time." After the woman finished speaking, she was about to leave without waiting for a reaction.

"Wait!"

The woman stopped and turned her head.

He handed out his umbrella: "It's raining." ”

The woman looked at it and didn't answer, she pointed to her wet clothes, and then to the sky.

"I'm already 'in the soup', thank you for your kindness! You leave cleanly, you need it more than I do. ”

After speaking, Tingting left.

Qiu Que seemed to have something to say, but he didn't know how to say it, he could only withdraw his hand empty, and the wooden flute was in place.

For a long time he laughed dumbly, laughing at his own crampedness.

I also laughed at the scroll I just saw: Mu Quangong's words, the structure is strict, square and flat - next to this serious handwriting, there are countless small people with narrow waists and buttocks, bewitching and dancing.

I guess it's used to memorize movements.,It's a pity that someone's true handwriting.。

Even Qiu Que didn't notice it, and he laughed unconsciously.

The rain was long, and the night was deep.

Overlooking Yunshao Pavilion, there is only a striking umbrella, which is sweet and silent in the rain.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier!

Jiang Xiaoli walked out of the gate of Yunshaofang and hurriedly ran in the rain. As soon as he walked a few steps, he bumped into Ding Yi who came with an umbrella.

"Sister! Sister! "

shouted twice in a row before Jiang Xiaoli heard: "What are you doing here?" ”

Jiang Xiaoli went straight around her and ran in the direction of the carriage, which was still the black carriage.

"Pick you up!" Ding Yi followed behind him, holding an umbrella, and followed closely.

The two of them got into the car with their front and back feet.

After rummaging for a while, Jiang Xiaoli took out a cloak from the car and draped it on her body, and the cold air invaded, and she shivered.

"I'm cold."

"It's raining, why don't you bring an umbrella?" Ding Yi reproached.

"Oh no, it's too cold."

Jiang Xiaoli decided to throw away her 'body', and the moment she came out, she felt that she had come back to life.

"How do you know that sister, I didn't mean not to use an umbrella?"

Ding Yi, who was moving her body, did not show weakness: "Yes, anyway, it is she who suffers, not you." ”

Still, she carefully straightened her body, wiped the water stains off her face with a sweat towel, and lifted the cape to cover her still wet head.

Jiang Xiaohua threw a handful of fried soybeans into his mouth, chewed them a few times, and threw them away: "It's tasteless, it's still good for meat." ”

"Is there any progress?" Leaning all the way to the spectators in the car, Su Ping asked.

"Well, it's time to talk!" Jiang Xiaoli raised the scroll in his hand.

Ding Yi was not idle, and after moving his "body", he urged the coachman to leave.

This place should not be stayed for long.

The car travels some distance.

Su Ping hugged his arms: "This side door is left, I don't know if it works?" ”

Jiang Xiaoli looked calm: "If it doesn't work, I'll know soon, what's there to worry about." ”

"Yes! Let's see the results! Su Ping lifted the curtain and looked out.

Cold, a person floated in like a ghost and hung upside down on the roof of the car.

"Ouch! Dead Nizi, the soul of the old lady is scared to death by you! Su Ping, who had just turned his head, patted his chest and made a coquettish voice.

Fu Tao turned her body upside down and pursed her lips: "How can you be scared, isn't this good to sit on?" ”

"Hehehe!" Jiang Xiaoli was amused, "That's right, this joke is interesting." ”

"Less poverty!" Su Ping looked angry, "Why don't you tell me quickly, you haven't been back for a few days, but you have something to gain?" ”

Fu Tao retracted her smile and nodded.

"Well, I've been guarding the Shadow Pavilion and the Imperial Doctor's Mansion these days, and there are no less than ten visitors to both places, but the 'Great Prince' has not appeared."

"I didn't wait for him until this afternoon."

Speaking of this, Fu Tao swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "You can't think of it, who is the true identity of the eldest prince?" ”

Jiang Xiaohua and Su Ping looked at each other.

Ding Yi felt the tense atmosphere, grabbed Jiang Xiaohua's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Sister, do you know the true identity of that person?" ”

Jiang Xiaoli patted her somewhat cold hand twice, signaling her to be calm.

"I heard Mishi call him himself......" Fumo paused, "big ...... Prince! ”

There was a moment of silence in the car.

"Fu Tao, you can do it, sleep with the crown prince today!" Su Ping chuckled.

"Ahh Fu Tao was so ashamed that she hid her face with her hands and turned away.

"Stop making trouble!" Jiang Xiaoli asked, "Can you see it clearly, is it really?" ”

"Really! I'm sure! The voice of the reply was as small as a mosquito ant.

"Giggle~Giggle~"

This time, Jiang Xiaoli was crazy, shaking his head, his eyebrows and eyes were excited, and he said a sentence:

"I'm going to poke a hornet's nest!"