The heavy smell of fat powder in the room was overwhelming, the fat powder was cold and fragrant, mixed with a little smell of fragrant dust, Shen Zhihe covered his nose with a handkerchief, and looked at Yu Ji's appearance in the mirror, and his eyes were closed.

"I just returned to Huai'an, and I was originally invited to get together at your mansion, but this troupe is the last one today," the charming woman holding Yu Ji's robe next to the dressing table smiled apologetically and looked at her, "This corner is called Rouge, and she is good friends with me, Sister Shen won't mind, right?" ”

"No, it won't." Shen Zhihe laughed.

Who doesn't know the temperament of this Guan family Shanyue, and in her eyes, the rules of your family are not as important as watching a play.

Guan Shanyue picked up the eyebrows of the makeup box, and walked up along the rouge eyebrow bone without any restraint, copying it on the distant mountain dai, mentioning it one by one, and making up a Yu Ji's deep love.

Ying'er and Shen Zhihe glanced at each other, and the former's surprised look showed his eyebrows, you must know that under the influence of the atmosphere of the Yan Dynasty, the drama is the most low-rate industry.

Guan Shanyue painted a few spring and autumn before closing the pen, naturally she didn't see the communication between the eyes of the master and servant, she cleaned her hands on the copper basin on the side with satisfaction, and led Shen Zhihe out.

The blue bricks paved the ground, and the three of them walked along the backstage courtyard to the theater pavilion, Zhu Jin looked down at the wood carved beams, stepped upstairs, Guan Shanyue's maidservants had already been properly placed in the main room, and welcomed them over.

The red yarn hung down and covered the stage outside, Shen Zhihe pulled the curtain and walked inside, and sat down with a smile: "Sister Guan has a heart." ”

"Even if you invite Sister Shen to watch the play, how can there be any reason not to settle it properly," the maid took a cloud of mist, and Guan Shanyue brought a lamp, "Sister please." ”

Shen Zhihe put aside the foam on his head, took a sip, put aside the teacup, and then approached and smiled with her: "Sister Guan has been traveling for a long time, but she has missed a lot of things in Huai'an." ”

"Although I am traveling, Daddy always has letters, I heard that the four princes refused to marry Miss Bu?"

Guan Shanyue's brocade dress has dark fragrance sleeves, picturesque and beautiful on her brows, she lowered her eyelashes, and she couldn't see if she was smiling: "Miss Bujia is so big and faceless, she angered the emperor, and I don't know who it is for." ”

Shen Zhihe fixed her for a while, swept Guan Shanyue's complexion, and then lightly raised his wrist, picked up the play book on the case, and the jade bracelet slipped over, knocking out a crisp sound with the table.

"She's still a daughter's family after all, don't laugh at people." Shen Zhihe raised his clear jaw, carefully flipped through the playbook in his hand, his pale eyes were full of color, and suddenly the conversation changed, "Speaking of which, Sister Guan missed my wedding banquet." ”

Quietly fell into the beautiful cuiyin in the ear, Guan Shanyue twisted the cup lid of the hand for a moment, and quickly covered it, the cloud smoke in the lamp came out, she brushed the tea mist, and scattered and gathered.

"It's my sister's fault, I'll make up for the congratulatory gift another day," Guan Shanyue tilted the lid and opened the floating tea, and after a few servings, the body of the cup was finely broken, and then raised her eyes to recover her original look, smiling, "Then my sister still owes me a cup of happy tea." ”

"It's unfortunate that as soon as the emperor's marriage decree was issued, my sister went on a trip." Shen Zhihe smiled.

There was a round of applause from the seats downstairs, and it turned out that the drum gong had already begun on the stage.

"The first one is ...... "Nagato Fu"?" Shen Zhihe swept the playbook in his hand.

Seeing that Guan Shanyue had sat up straight and looked down, her finger bones slammed the table with the tone of the play, as if she was very involved in the play, Shen Zhihe also looked at it and listened carefully to the play.

Jiao'er hides the universe in his sleeves, paints a picture of looking at the long door and snatching love, singing poignantly, and the three tile faces depict Chen Ajiao's long door resentment, which is full of Gillian affection.

"My sister said that this Martial Emperor will have regrets in the end?" Guan Shanyue looked sideways, looked at the people around her, and broke the silence.

Shen Zhihe held the outline of Fengyue in his hand, and put a strand of hair behind his ear, shattering the blurred dream: "No matter how affectionate this daughter is, it is in vain not to be pitied by the son, but it is just a fantasy of Zhuang Zhou." ”

Her ochre lips curled, as if the spring flowers in the world were condensed: "Sister, you say, are you?" ”

The clothes were fluttering, the shadow was in tune, and with a prolonged "Your Majesty-" from the corner of the stage, the first scene came to an end.

"Finished singing?" Guan Shanyue muttered, her eyes were a bay of indistinguishable color, she came back to her senses and continued, "Sister is right, it's just that this play is over, and there is another drama on the stage." ”

"The next one is "Farewell My Concubine"-" Shen Zhihe read according to the playbook, the candlelight was warm, swaying like a floating flocculent, silver thread and gold thread, not as good as her burning face, "You see, there is no consummation in the end." ”

The slender figure came out with close steps, the rouge was dressed in Yu Ji makeup, followed by the overlord, pinching the warbler and babbling and singing, and the big beads and small beads of the play fell from the mouth of the sandalwood.

The lights and shadows flickered, climbing up to the two faces full of fat powder, as if separated by fog, not very real.

Under the light, the cinnabar tear mole in the corner of Guan Shanyue's eyes is even more obvious, this old man said that there is a tear mole under his eyes, I am afraid that he will have to toss and turn in love, and it will be difficult to have a good end in his life.

"It's always different." The bright Shen Yuehui flickered, and Guan Shanyue looked back and smiled brightly.

Shen Zhihe didn't say a word, but was led away by the play-

"The Han soldiers have been slightly grounded, and they are embattled. The king is exhausted, and the concubine is not alive. ”

The famous actor on the stage mentioned the dantian qi in his mouth, and it was Kunshan jade crushed: "Concubine, don't look for this short-sightedness!" ”

The overlord is upright and round, but he has no confidence in his heart.

The sword on his waist flashed coldly, and it was time for Yu Ji to grab the sword three times, and everyone under the seat held his breath, and Shen Zhihe also squeezed the handkerchief in his hand.

Yu Ji walked like a shower, stretched out her hand to grab the sword, and sang like a falling frost island, and the geese crossed the smoke.

It was the life and death parting between the overlord and Yu Ji, the people in the play ended, and the people watching the play mourned unbridled and testified to this love and hatred.

Shen Zhihe clasped his hands and applauded, the two corners shook their sleeves, and Ying Ying retreated.

"Do you like it?" Guan Shanyue's apricot eyes rolled and asked.

"I have to thank Sister Guan for inviting me to watch this play." Shen Zhihe pulled his skirt and looked at her.

Guan Shanyue opened her mouth to say something, but was attracted by a coquettish song from the side pavilion.

I only heard that the man cleared his throat and wanted to make a tune, thinking that he was watching the play to the fullest, but as soon as he opened his voice, he split the sound, Guan Shanyue couldn't help it, and sneered.

But the curtain has ended, and the crowd in the seats downstairs has ended, so her laughter is extremely loud, and as soon as Shen Zhihe wants to stop it, the curtain in the main pavilion is lifted.

"Who is laughing at Miss Ben—" A woman came in angrily, very rebelliously, but stopped at the sight of their faces, and changed her playful smile, "It's you." ”

Shen Zhihe froze for a moment, lowered his eyes and sang a salute:

"Miss Bu is well."

Bu Yunhuan hung a little bit of her daughter's coquettishness, her face faded with anger, and she only looked at it: "It turned out to be Miss Shen Er...... Oh no, it's time to call Mrs. Meng. ”

The sound of those three words sounded in her ears, Guan Shanyue clenched her hands, and for a moment, she looked at the person standing there with disdain: "Who else should I be, it turned out to be Miss Bu, yes, you are the only one who is so arrogant in Huai'an City." ”

"Sister Guan-" Shen Zhihe frowned and wanted to stop it.

This step family Yunhuan is the daughter of the admiral's family, the step family only produced her a delicate girl, the first birthday ceremony hand to grasp the golden hairpin, since then in the wealth to develop a charming and arrogant, every word is beautiful, famous, unforgiving, always feel that everyone has to follow her wishes.

"You-" Bu Yunhuan raised her eyebrows, angry, she and Guan Shanyue have never dealt with each other, "Then the reputation of your wild girl in this Huai'an City is also very loud!" ”

Guan Shanyue slapped the table and stood up, sneering from the tip of her nose:

"Tell me again!"