The silence is silent, the night is as cold as water, the cold winter begins to invade, a layer of goose rain and a layer of cold, and the coldness in Huai'an is piled up like this.

The street next to the moat was also not as lively as it used to be, the wine flag was stained with drizzle and waved a little slowly, but above the noble pavilion of the restaurant, the familiar Jiaojiao did not seem to be contaminated with the cold outside.

Guan Shanyue held her back, her eyelids drooping like stars falling in the sky, as if she wanted to contain all the strange things, but at this time, her expression was sad, and she completely lost her previous strength.

The stove in the pavilion was baked to the ground, except for the two people who were singing on stage outside the cloud tent, there was no noise at all.

Guan Shanyue was alone, and she lifted the tea cup on the table to moisten her throat, and when she touched the cup, she felt cold, and she was about to open her mouth to call Hongling, but she suddenly remembered what happened in the mansion.

Gathering the feather eyelashes into the anger in the fan's eyes, Guan Shanyue put the cup in his hand back on the case.

Today she heard that Shen Zhihe had returned home, and was about to go out to deliver the post to the Meng Mansion next door, Guan Shanyue thought that Shen Zhihe had lost his mother, and she could express her gratitude when she went to comfort her, not to mention...... Xu Neng met the major general.

The one who has been on the expedition for more than a month, Guan Shanyue counts the days with his fingers.

Unexpectedly, before the post was handed out, she stopped Guan Shanyue and forced her to look at dozens of portraits, saying that it was time for her to choose a husband.

shirked the quarrel back and forth, and Guan Shanyue ran out of the house alone.

And listening to the drama is always a good place for her to calm her heart.

Guan Shanyue walked into the restaurant angrily, but the shopkeeper was taken aback, she threw a gold ingot and directly chartered the two noble pavilions on the second floor.

lest idlers disturb you like last time.

She ordered a fold of "The Drunken Concubine," listening to the song slowly, the drama sang affectionately, the birth was pure and ugly, and on the stage, she sang all the joys and sorrows of ancient and modern times.

Yang Guifei was so drunk and beautiful, but later Ma Weipo hanged to death, not the same miserable, the historian put the fault on the woman, saying that the concubines of the country were ruined, and the Tang Dynasty died.

Throughout the past, which of the previous emperors who was made into a faint monarch did not have the sin of "women calamitizing the country".

Guan Shanyue sneered, and the onion armor unconsciously slammed on the case.

This is just the so-called prosperous times need beauties to embellish, and troubled times need beauties to atone for their sins.

The flickering candlelight in the pavilion sprinkled finely on the plate of red fruits on the case, Guan Shanyue twisted an entrance, sour and bitter, she was already irritable when she heard it, frowned and took several sips, and directly drank the cold tea in the tea cup to rinse her mouth.

Guan Shanyue shrunk her body into the green robe, and the breeze in the pavilion was greasy with the fragrance of the first blooming plums, wrapped in that bit of coldness, and when she hit her nose, she shivered all over.

After a long time, the curtain came to an end when "The Drunken Concubine" came to an end, Guan Shanyue's ears were quieter, and the Sichuan between her eyebrows was flattened, she pressed the corner of her forehead, and waited intently for the last "Farewell My Concubine".

This is the one she has heard the most.

Farewell to my concubine, go to life and death together.

The water of the Wujiang River is surging, and when you hear a song of Yu Xi Yu Xi Nao, the pink and green clothes on the stage that are rubbed with joy, anger and sorrow, word by word, are all hung on Guan Shanyue's heart.

The play stopped abruptly when Yu Ji killed herself.

Guan Shanyue opened her eyes suddenly, with some anger, she stood up, the breath in her heart surged up again, she strode out with the hem of her skirt, lifted the cloud tent, and looked down against the railing.

The Tsing Yi costume on the stage was wet for a long time, and he was looking at the troublemakers in the audience in fear-

The man in the audience was red, his clothes were loose, and he was carrying a wine jug, obviously drunk, and the shopkeeper was persuading him to do something, but he was brushed away by the man with one hand, and scolded at Tsing Yi on the stage:

"What are you singing! Uncle, I don't even have a wing room here, and I still have to listen to your bad play! ”

The shopkeeper who was pushed away supported the table and chair on the side before he fell, he straightened his hair crown, and he didn't know what to do, but his eyes caught a glimpse of Guan Shanyue leaning on the railing, and the shopkeeper hurriedly gave her a look.

Guan Shanyue's eyes were cold, and she narrowed her apricot eyes as she looked at the troublemaker.

It looks familiar.

"Uncle, I want to see who has chartered the second floor of the pavilion today, dare to rob me!"

Then the troublemaker strode up the stairs, his steps crooked, but brute force, and the shopkeeper could not hold him behind him.

Guan Shanyue turned around, she lowered her eyes, pulled the hem of her clothes, put the neckline of the placket more squarely, and rolled up a pair of sleeves with thick edges-

Then Guan Shanyue took out the soft whip on his waist and whipped it hard when the man stepped on the last step of the stairs.

She saw the whip that was wielding the most painful place, and she twisted and turned, like a fish jumping over the dragon gate, sharp and agile.

"Ahh

Sure enough, the troublemaker was whipped on his body by the oncoming soft whip, and let out a miserable scream, he took a few steps back, covering his waist and abdomen, and his drunken eyes were a little sober.

"You...... How dare you hurt me! The man came back to his senses, angrily rolled up his sleeves and rushed to Guan Shanyue, and was whipped back a few steps by her, "Do you know who I am!" ”

"Yes."

Guan Shanyue didn't raise her eyelids, only played with the soft whip in her hand, her eyes were indifferent and lazy, her eyebrows were loose, she looked up at him with a sneer, and added:

"That nephew of Concubine Liu, who doesn't recognize you in this Huai'an City?"

The man straightened his chest and forced two points of momentum, he coughed lightly, and his mouth sounded, but his eyes glanced at the soft whip in Guan Shanyue's hand from time to time:

"Naturally you know who I am, and you don't bow your head and admit your mistakes? What kind of wild girl are you, so ignorant of lifting? ”

Guan Shanyue turned her soft whip to play, quenching Dai's eyebrows, faintly cloudy when it rained, she held her breath when she was close to Japan, this person hit the muzzle of the gun:

"Me? I am your ancestor. ”

She spat out the words tightly, and the man's face darkened even more when she heard it.

"Okay, you wild girl, don't eat and drink when you toast, right?"

The man slammed the empty wine jug he was carrying, Guan Shanyue's body was unhurriedly to the side, and the wine jug smashed on the railing, and there were fragments splashing, quickly slashing across Guan Shanyue's jaw.

Soon a streak of blood was pouring out.

There was a moment of silence in the tavern.

Guan Shanyue lowered her eyes, stretched out her hand and pressed her jaw, and looked at it, her fingertips were stained with scarlet.

The filth and blackness pressed in his heart released the dormant yin owl, swallowing the whitewashed skin of peace.

The man was stunned by the anger in her raised eyes, took a step back, and most of the wine was awake, and wanted to say something, but it was too late—

Because Guan Shanyue had already wielded her soft whip made of nephrite jade with fine iron and silver wire, with eight knots on the handle, and the end of the whip with a ring, and this time she used all her strength, and there was not half a penny left.

The tails of her eyes were red, like ice in a deep pool, and her eyes suddenly revealed the violent and evil of the beast after it was provoked.

The troublemaker's eyes were round, and before he could react, the soft whip slammed into him, and his left foot slipped as if a bone had been broken, followed by a sharp pain, and the whole person fell to the ground heavily.

The tavern was dead silent.