At that time, the dark blue night sky was full of stars, and the edge of the sky was glowing purple, and the layers were fainted to light, like a seductive enchantress.

Suddenly, the glass window of Lan Wujiang's bedroom made a slight sound.

Lan Wujiang, who was meditating on the bunk, opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and coercive.

"Who?"

Her lips were slightly raised, and her whole body tensed vigilantly.

A magnetic laugh reached her ears.

Lan Wujiang stood up suddenly, and the red blood halberd not far away flew into the palm of her hand.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, have you missed me?" Wu Changli walked out from behind the screen with a folding fan, and looked at Lan Wujiang with crooked eyebrows.

He has a handsome face like jade, the starlight passes through the glass window, his slender hands are like works of art, he smiles, his eyebrows are raised, and he is a little lazy, and the cold wind at night softens his figure with his smile.

"If you don't go through the front door, how can you turn the window." Lan Wujiang saw Wuchang Li Jiao'er's appearance, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"It's not that Miss Wujiang is heavily guarded, and Qinghuanlou can't even let a mosquito in, so Wu has to find another way." Wu Changli chuckled lightly, his head leaning against the screen.

Lan Wujiang glared at Wu Changli, and wanted to put the silver halberd back into the halberd rack.

Wu Changli grabbed Lan Wujiang's wrist at this time, and said meaningfully, "There is a good show tonight, do you want to watch it?"

Lan Wujiang's heart jumped, he put down the silver halberd, and looked at Wu Changli, "Where is the play?"

"Thousand Golden Pavilions." Wu Changli seemed to see through what Lan Wujiang was thinking, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Lan Wujiang's eyes darkened for a moment when he heard these three words.

"Let's go."

Her thin lips rose, and as soon as the words fell, the smile on Wu Changli's face bloomed.

At that moment, it was like a flower blooming in the world, and the heavens and the earth lost their color.

Lan Wujiang followed Wu Changli and quietly walked out of the window.

The light Huanlou gauze tent flew up, outlining the splendor of the night.

In the Qianjin Pavilion, there was laughter and laughter, singing and dancing between the staggered lights, and the glamour was extremely decadent.

"Born as a female Jiao'e, she is skillful in the mirror and ...... dressed"

The glamorous sound lingers in the ears, only to see that on the red beam platform, a beautiful actor dances with water sleeves, beautiful eyes and autumn waves, and a smile is like a person in the painting.

It's like the Yun Shuwan that Lan Wujiang saw in the illusion.

Wu Changli took Lan Wujiang into his seat, his eyes playful, "What's the matter, Gongzi Cao is stunned?"

"The three great pleasures in life are promotion, getting rich, and marrying a beautiful Jiao'e, Wu Mou looks at the son of Cao, it is better to marry this beautiful Jiao'e, and feel the happiness of the world." Wu Changli saw that Lan Wujiang was distracted, and said some witty things to joke.

Lan Wujiang's women's clothes today, as soon as Wu Changli's words came out, many people's eyes fell on Lan Wujiang.

This woman is beautiful, but the people next to her call her son.

Could it be ...... Is it a handsome young man who came out to find a gentleman in the clothes of a sister in the family?

Lan Wujiang felt the strange gazes of the people around him, and pinched Wu Changli's arm fiercely.

Wu Changli inhaled secretly, and the smile on the corner of his lips froze.

Physical cultivation pinched people, but it is really not something that ordinary people can bear.

He felt like his whole arm was going to go numb.

The people around him think that Lan Wujiang is a man dressed as a woman, which stems from the rumors in Beijing a few days ago.

It is rumored that someone saw a beautiful woman on the street, charming, accosted by a noble son, and wanted to receive it to the house to be a concubine.

Na Mei Jiao'e was not unsubtle at all, and readily agreed.

The noble son thought that he was holding a beauty, but on the day of the round house, he found that the other party was actually a man, and he was immediately frightened into impotence.

And with the shadow in his heart, after a period of time, he died of madness.

Some people say that the "beautiful Jiao'e" dressed as a man and a woman is a male fox spirit, and some people are rumored to be mountain ghosts.

By analogy, all kinds of strange rumors have been staged in major teahouses.

Lan Wujiang was called a son by Wu Changli, and someone immediately thought of the story told by the storyteller.

Everyone looked at Lan Wujiang with goosebumps behind him.

Lan Wujiang snorted coldly and let go of Wu Changli's arm.

Wu Changli chuckled, shook the folding fan, and beckoned to Xiao Er, "Two jars of golden wine." ”

"Okay." Xiao Er readily agreed, and gave a plate of beef jerky when he brought the wine.

"Please slow down, two."

Lan Wujiang raised his eyebrows slightly, lifted the seal of the wine jar, and said lazily, "You asked me to come to call me to listen to the play?"

Lan Wujiang picked up the entire jar of wine with one hand and poured it into the wine bowl, very freely.

When others saw her effortless appearance, their hearts chuckled.

Some even turned their faces a degree pale.

"How can it, you have to take a good look at the competition of the Thousand Golden Pavilion later."

"A few days ago, someone gave a challenge order to Qianjin Pavilion Hua Dan, wanting to replace it as a new Hua Dan, and this challenge candidate...... You'll find out later. Wu Changli winked at Lan Wujiang, and at the same time picked up the wine bowl and gently touched Lan Wujiang's wine bowl.

Lan Wujiang raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on Hua Dan on the stage.

That Hua Dan didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and suddenly smiled back at Lan Wujiang.

It can be described as looking forward to life, and the bright moon is shining.

"Sijun doesn't see you, the end of the song is broken, in this life you cut your hair for you to enter the nunnery, I wish to be a man in the next life, and you will go to the battlefield with your sword, and bury your bones in the yellow sand and look at the cold."

Her last sentence meandered out of Hua Dan's throat, and the words were affectionate and made people cry.

A pair of red phoenix eyes coaxed the guests in the audience to applaud.

People often say that the play is ruthless, but they don't know that the drama is affectionate and gives the play a song in the play.

"Ahem."

A muffled male voice sounded behind the curtain, and I saw the owner of the Thousand Golden Pavilion slowly walking out.

Hua Dan covered his face with his sleeves and stepped down slowly.

"Boss Fei, I heard that there is a Hua Dan competition today, I really want to see which one dares to challenge Miss Yanxi."

"Yes, Miss Yanxi has been singing for Qianjin Pavilion for ten years, my equals are her wonderful voice, if the newcomer is worse than her, then we won't do it."

The audience was noisy, Fei Zhong pulled out a gentle smile and bowed to everyone.

"I, Fei, have been in business for many years, and I am talking about integrity, and today Fei can set up the stage, which will naturally not disappoint the guests. Now Fei thinks that everyone is ready to play a flower card, one per person, if you like which, you will put the flower card into the bamboo frame of which one. ”

"Miss Yanxi's performance has ended just now, and now I, Fei, have stepped down from the stage and vacated the place for another girl to perform."

Fei Zhong waved his hand to everyone.

At this moment, all the oil lamps in the Qianjin Pavilion were extinguished.

In the darkness, only the red platform began to light up with a dim light.

A slender figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Even Wu Chang Li took a beat of his breath slowly.

"Mo Wenjun—"

"Remembering the ...... of the mountain road"

As soon as they opened their voices, everyone was amazed.

This sound is magnetic and soft, and the sound is in the ears, and the whole person's soul is immersed in that play.