On the afternoon of the opening, an interesting thing happened outside the archway of the spring breeze.

Someone actually paid 100 gold to buy a queue outside the archway. Because there are only eighty-eight places, many people who come after look at the black carriage in front of them and know that they have no chance to enter, so they want to buy one with real money.

The few people in line at the front couldn't resist the temptation of the hundred gold, so they gave up their positions. But more people don't care about the money since they can afford the entrance fee of 10 gold.

Feng Xiying was knocking melon seeds by the window, smiling so much that her eyes were almost invisible.

Qing He ran up from downstairs and said to Feng Xiying: "Miss, everything is ready, and it can be opened at any time." ”

"Where's Allure?" Feng Xiying put down the melon seeds, clapped her hands and asked.

"I'm waiting downstairs." Qinghe replied.

I have to say that the batch of portraits sent by King Yong before is of high quality, especially this Allure, which is extremely beautiful.

Her original name was Furong, and I don't know where King Yong found it, although she is beautiful, but she wears heavy makeup and has a strong smell of red dust.

Feng Xiying felt that such a dress and name were simply tyrannical, so she rearranged her outfit and planned to choose another name.

As soon as Allure Fu, who changed into a new outfit, appeared, Feng Xiying couldn't help but doubt her sexual orientation.

Feng Xiying walked around her twice, and couldn't help blurting out Li Yannian's poems: "There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent." One look at the city, and then look at the country. ”

Allure became the new name of Hibiscus.

It's just that although the line is easy to change, the temperament is difficult to have right away. For this reason, Feng Xiying made a lot of money and spent a lot of money to invite Mama Xi to train Allure.

Allure is also obedient, very serious and serious, and finally meets Feng Xiying's expectations.

Feng Xiying plans to cultivate her into a sign of the spring breeze. Of course, there are still ambitions, and she hopes that Allure can become the head of famous prostitutes.

Feng Xiying walked downstairs and said, "Let's go, go and see our protagonist today." ”

When I arrived at the lobby on the first floor, I have to say that today's Allure was amazing. Because of the needs of tonight's performance, Allure was dressed as a princess at this time, standing quietly in the middle of the stage, if this was not a green building, Feng Xiying felt that she was a real princess.

Allure saw Feng Xiying coming, gave a slight salute, and said with a smile: "The owner." ”

Feng Xiying forgot that she was dressed as a man at this time, and her eyes were straight when she stared at Allure.

It wasn't until Allure turned her head slightly that Qinglian pulled the corner of Feng Xiying's clothes and reminded: "Childe is self-respecting." ”

Feng Xiying wiped the harazi that almost flowed down and said, "Very good!" Very good! Allure, are you ready? ”

Allure was still staring to the side, and said softly, "Ready." ”

Feng Xiying turned around and shouted, "Everyone is responsible for the work at hand!" Spring Breeze Ten Miles officially opened! ”

With her order, the door of the main building slowly opened, and then the light of the archway in the spring breeze was lit up, and tonight's show finally kicked off!

Unlike the last outdoor performance, all the performances this time were held indoors.

The lobby was already full, but the upstairs private rooms were mostly empty.

Some guests felt that sitting in the lobby lowered their status, and strongly asked to enter the private room upstairs, but the steward politely refused.

Feng Xiying had already hid in a private room upstairs before the guests entered, staring at the door with the window ajar.

It didn't take long for King Yong to step in with the pickup.

Before the show even started, the lobby was boiling. Then many people stood up and greeted King Yong. King Yong greeted them with a gentle smile.

This spring breeze is so big, even King Yong came.

Xiao Er led King Yong to the second floor, and just sat down, Nangong Jun also came. He was accompanied by a well-dressed young man.

The people present were not calm.

Feng Xiying tilted her head and asked Qinghe: "Who is that person?" ”

Qing He glanced at it and covered his mouth in surprise: "Why is the Nine Emperor Princes here?" ”

"The Nine Emperors?" Feng Xiying was also taken aback.

Feng Xiying kept a private room because he guessed that King Yong would definitely come to join in the fun, but he didn't expect that even the prince would come.

The guests who were clamoring to change seats before all shut up, and they were really not qualified to enter the private room on the second floor.

Nangong Jun's eyes drifted everywhere when he came in, but he never saw Feng Xiying's shadow. Looking up, King Yong looked at himself condescendingly in the private room upstairs, a little unhappy.

He and the Nine Emperor Princes bowed their heads and said something, and walked in the direction of the second floor.

Of course, Xiao Er also has the vision to see, and he is busy leading the way in front.

As soon as I stepped up the steps, someone came to the door again.

The guests didn't react as much as the previous two times, and just glanced at the young man at the door and ignored it. On the contrary, the Nine Emperor Princes glanced back, and the expression on his face was suddenly ugly.

The Nine Emperor Princes came down the steps and walked quickly to the young man who came in at the door.

The two of them muttered for a long time before they saw the young man shake off the hand of the Nine Emperor Princes and walk inside.

Feng Xiying was curious: "Who is this person?" dared to throw a face at the prince of the dynasty. ”

Qing He looked at it for a long time and shook his head, and said, "I haven't seen it." ”

Xiao Er is very embarrassed, the young man and the Nine Emperors obviously know each other, but they don't know the specific identity, should they let him go upstairs? Which private room is suitable for going upstairs?

The young man also had a big temper, and when he saw that Xiao Er didn't move, he said angrily: "Won't you lead the way?" Believe it or not... The son cut you! ”

Xiao Er reluctantly raised his head and swept the half-open window, and saw Feng Xiying stretch out two fingers to exchange positions.

Xiao Er immediately understood, turned sideways and let the man go upstairs first.

Since he didn't know how to arrange it, let him choose by himself.

The young man was visibly angry, and he walked with a thump. The Nine Emperor Princes followed behind, and couldn't help but hold their foreheads.

Everyone is finally here, and the show is about to begin.

The lighting throughout the main building slowly softens.

Then a brisk flute sounded, and Allure came on.

The guests were stunned when they saw Allure, and couldn't help but confirm if they were in the wrong place, is this really the Qinglou and not the Deep Palace Palace?

Is this woman really the girl in the building?

This is too dignified and elegant, too beautiful and generous, right?

With Allure's movements, the people present slowly reacted, and the woman was performing the carefree life of a noble princess.

What kind of meme is this? Come to the Qinglou to see the daily life of the princess?

Although Allure is beautiful, the guests are still very disappointed. It seems that this spring breeze is nothing more than that.

While the guests were whispering, the music suddenly became exciting.

A tragedy of annihilation of the country was staged on the stage. The tense music combined with the ruthless "killing" on the stage made the visitors feel indignant and emotional.

The lobby suddenly became noisy.

The princess who performed in Allure watched her country ruin and was powerless to stop it, and finally knelt on the ground, raised her head and shed two lines of tears.

is originally a beauty, but experiencing such a "disaster of national destruction" is even more distressing and lovely.

This aroused the desire of all the men present to protect.

Feng Xiying swept a few private rooms, King Yong was still drinking tea, Feng Xiying felt that a good position had been wasted.

Turning his head to look at the private room between Nangong Jun and the Nine Emperor Princes, Nangong Jun's performance was quite normal, and the Nine Emperor Princes all stretched out their hands to Allure in distress.

As for the young man in the private room next door, he stared at Nangong Jun, and his eyes were about to burst into flames. Feng Xiying felt that the windowsill was going to be crushed by him.

Some of the guests couldn't help but stand up and wanted to hug Allure into their arms, but they were stopped by Xiao Er, signaling that the performance was not over yet.

As the two lines of tears fell from Allure, the lights slowly dimmed, and finally the whole stage was dark.

That's it?

Surely the guests will not do it! All of a sudden, there was another quarrel.

Feng Xiying watched upstairs and sneered, it was really too young, too simple.

With the resurgence of the song, Allure has changed into a military uniform and stood on the stage.

At this moment, her heroic posture is in strong contrast with her delicate and powerless appearance just now. Those present were not only visually impacted, but also psychologically impacted.

Allure slashed thousands of troops on the stage, and the performance was called an investment.

The spectators were also unconsciously substituted into it, their heroism was stimulated, and they hated to kill the enemy instead of Allure, all of them were enthusiastic, and the sound was higher than a while.

As the sword dance of Allure slowly stopped, the music became melodious and desolate.

Allure stood alone among the "corpses" all over the ground, looking around, although his face was strong, his eyes were endlessly lonely.

The lights on Allure grew dimmer and dimmer, and finally the stage was calm again.

The guests were still immersed in the plot and couldn't extricate themselves, staring at the stage and watching quietly.

"Good! What a restored princess! What a heroine! The young man on the second floor said in an excited tone.

With her voice, the audience burst into warm applause.

Feng Xiying listened to the long-lasting applause, and leisurely returned to the chair and sat down and knocked melon seeds.

The spring breeze is ten miles now, and it can be regarded as a firm foothold.