Lan Mo walked into the crowded front room. In the center is a crimson terrace about seven feet high. On it are placed a pipa and a jade kite. Directly in front of the platform is a three-story carved dragon pedestal. On both sides of the pedestal, there are four auspicious dragon and phoenix pillars standing here.

Lan Mo watched carefully. The real Miao Shan girl just now. is holding a pipa in his hand with great resentment. Stand at the back of the platform. Fiddling with shrapnel alone.

"Qiruo. Can I go over for a moment? Lan Mo held out a finger. Gently point in the direction of the background. Trying to dispel the cold woman's guard with a smile.

It's just that Lan Mo's voice just fell. Qiruo didn't even lift his head. I read it. "Follow me, don't run around."

This is the female killer who once surprised the Tang Fengyun. But whoever kills one person will leave her with a fan pendant with the last word. It's just her now. But they can only be at the mercy of others.

The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs. It's about blue end. She didn't have three heads and six arms. You can't be trapped here by a girl. Lan Mo's question was a temptation. The second question is obviously not.

Qi Ruo seemed to be able to gain insight into Lan Mo's thoughts. She grabbed Lan Mo's hand with her backhand. A sharp weapon was silently pressing on Lan Mo's waist. "I won't remind you a third time. I won't be patient enough. ”

Lan Mo's heart was stirred. Just for a moment. When she looked up straight ahead. A relaxed expression is displayed between the eyebrows. The crimson lips suddenly glowed with a dazzling light.

Because. When you're thinking about someone. Then the person will always be at the most opportune time. Just appeared.

Thereupon. When Lan Mo was tired of continuing to entangle with the ice cube face in front of him. Little Eleven came in with a few strangers. Lan Mo speculated. Her chance came.

There were three people who followed Little Eleven. A personable. The hair is lightly tied up by an ink hairpin. A man with a crown of jade. The cheeks are slightly pale. But it has a jade-like clear texture. See this at the end of the blue. I actually saw that this person was a little similar to Yin Muyou. It was determined that it was another member of the royal family.

And the man who walked slightly sideways in front of Yin Muyou. It's older. Look at the people who followed behind the man. I can't even see the existence of age. It's not that the next person is outstanding. How gorgeous it is. It's just because Lan Mo is familiar with the transfiguration technique. I guessed that this person was dressed as a man. It's not necessarily a man.

"You. Now go up. One hand points to the position where the pipa is placed on the balcony. Leng coldly commanded. Seeing that Lan Mo did not move. I couldn't help urging again. "You're a singer. It deserves to come to power at this moment. ”

"What." There is a kind of heaven that can't be when Lan Mo Deng. The frustration of not being able to get off the ground. Sing again. Is this Xishu country the capital of songs? Anyone who comes here has to shout first. Do you have the capital to live? Lan Mo shook his head repeatedly. The veil on the hat was instantly blown away by the wind. The woman's beautiful face under the veil is still faintly visible. I saw Eleven, who was sitting on the first floor watching, happened to pass by in a hurry.

A stack of lotus pastry. Placed between Yin Muyu and the older man. The maid served a few cups of tea. He retreated far away. I only heard the jade-faced young man on the other side of the older man say. "This is the girl that the eleventh brother likes. It looks like she's still an exotic beauty. ”

"If Brother Qi likes it. Eleven doesn't mind helping Seventh Brother find one. An imperceptible coldness floated on Yin Muyou's face. His words were plain. But there is no room for violation.

"Let's take a look at it first. and the thick veil was not removed. But it affects appreciation. "The Seven Princes of Western Shu. Yin Muye is definitely a completely unruly existence. Because of a unique skin. Not to mention that it has attracted ten boudoirs in Ghost City. It's the one who got married. will also regret not having a relationship with Prince Muye. And hated the remnants.

Human physiognomy is definitely secondary. This is what Yin Muye often says. Because he didn't win the hearts of many girls by his appearance alone. He must. Understand three words. Woman's heart.

"Yes." Older men always give people a sense of majesty that is not angry and arrogant. He was holding the tea leaves in the bowl with one hand. One hand gently shook a paper fan. Temperament is steady. There is no difference between joy and anger.

"Don't dare to deceive." Yin Mu lowered his head slightly. frowned and thought for a moment. finally said the last two words. "Father."

The tea lid in Yin Feiwu's hand was suddenly closed. He looked at the girl who had walked up the stairs with great calmness. Take off the veil hat. The woman's beautiful face fell into the eyes of all the men present. Some nodded silently. Some looked at Lan Mo's slightly thin figure. Shake your head slightly. And a lot more people. In addition to surprise. I can't see anything else.

Lan Mo took a long breath. Childhood songs still exist in my memory. I just let it go. A nursery rhyme. Shake these happy boys. I couldn't help but chuckle. Stroke the strings with your hands. Secretly thought. As for Yin Muyou, who originally used her as bait. Don't blame me for being ruthless.

Then he glanced at Miao Shan, who was still adjusting the pipa pitch in the background. She coughed from time to time. It seems to be her who is cold at the moment.

"Miao Shan." Lan Mo was already seated. The audience is still in a hurry. She asked.

"Yes." Miao Shan nodded. Tsai carefully and carefully look at the blue end. The more she looked at it, the tighter her brow became. "You just caused Lord Gu Wan to go to prison. The woman who is impersonating me. ”

"You're right." Lan Mo could not delay any longer. Can it be done now? It's up to this pipa to complain about the girl. "Wait. You said Gu Wan was in prison. Wasn't he pardoned? How could it be ......"

"No need to pretend. A strange stowaway. Able to climb one of the most noble branches of the royal family. Your mind is hard to be reckoned with. Miao Shan unconsciously said what she thought in her heart. But Lan Mo wasn't angry at all. At present, Miao Shan has obviously become a thorn in the side of the girl in Manhuafang. A thorn in one's flesh.

In the shallow consciousness of the women in the Qinglou. Even if Miao Shan was not favored by the eleventh prince. That's also a woman who has been on Yin Shiyi's painting boat. A woman who can have a relationship with the royal family. I've always had some skills.

"You help me sing. How is it. Lan Mo no longer paid attention to Miao Shan's questioning. She had taken out a fine jade from her waist. It shook in front of Miao Shan, who regarded wealth as his life. Actually, this object. Or on the eleventh painting boat. The jewel box. Lan Mo thought he was sinking. I won't bring it. Later, Qiansi took advantage of the blue end to take a nap. Tied the dragon jade talisman to Lan Mo's belt. This allowed Lan Mo to grasp the initiative. "I think. You promise it's fine. Because. I'll just have to fool around this once. ”

Thereupon. When everyone thought that Lan Mo was preparing in the background. Then when he sat down in the middle of the balcony with his pipa in his arms. Her fingers plucked lightly on the piano. The mouth opens and closes. It's like really talking.

The aftermath lingered for three days.

At least except that the Seven Princes of Xishu don't think so. Everyone was fascinated by Lan Mo's sweet voice.

This song is sung. A negative man ruthlessly abandoned his wife. The cliché story of marrying a princess's wife. It's just that the story is in the form of a song. It's a little bit new.

"It's okay to sing." Yin Feiwu's look at the world. It's useful all the time. He was a generation of emperors. How could he not see the person standing on the stage. He is a wanted criminal of the imperial court by several major countries. "But you're just obsessed with the singer's voice. It is better to redeem her to the palace. Be a little house slave. ”

"Father, this is doubting his son's sincerity." Yin Mu is quiet. A shallow eye line spreads out at the corner of the eye.

"I'm not suspicious of you." Yin Feiwu's eyes were very dark. He is in his fifties this year. It's time to abdicate. It's just that. He was bent on waiting to see how the prince would perform. But they are always absurd one by one. I don't know how to judge. "I'm suspicious of her."

It's not just Yin Feiwu who saw Lan Mo lip-synching. Anyone with a little common sense can see it. Lan Mo's mouth moved in a disorderly manner.

Pretend to sing. The degree of severity is definitely no less than the torture tools used by Qi Xiaogu when he tortured her.

"Listen to the main master of the sea pavilion and reward five hundred taels of silver. Ask the girl to go and sing the song. "The guys in the green building are shouting loudly about the latest news. I saw that Yin Muyou and the others were not prepared in advance. Look at it at the same time. That side is not touched by the earthly feng shui treasure.

"The guests in the private room on the first floor threw five hundred taels of gold. Girl, please. The other guy was throwing the tray. Play tricks in the air to throw the disc.

Lan Mo had already snorted at Miao Shan under the stage behind him. She said dismissively. "The song you sang is worth a hundred gold."

However. Full of flowers because of a singer. And the scene of the sky-high bidding. It's been a long time. When the little two roared from the private room on the second floor. But it's the people who let the two places. I unconsciously said a word in my heart. It's hard to survive like this.

"Murong Gongzi in the private room on the second floor. Bounty of one thousand taels. Invite the girl to come up and write a poem on the Tibetan head. Xiao Er shouted. It seems to be a victory in the first battle.

Murong Gongzi. Yin Muyou twisted Chuanzi's eyebrows. The look was very different. When I looked back at the private room on the second floor. Suddenly leaned out of the back room. Dressed in a majestic outfit. Not at all on the bamboo raft of the Nankong River. Such a cynical look. He casually swept his sleek sleeve over the wooden railing in front of him. He looked meaningfully at Lan Mo sitting on the platform.

At one time, many people gathered in the main hall of the flower shop. Those uncles who hugged the girl. They all stood at the bottom and looked up at this serious man who didn't look like a gold master from head to toe. How to take out a thousand taels of red gold bills. Come buy one of this girl's songs.

The Yawang Mansion in the south and north of the river. Today is destined to be extraordinary. Not to mention that King Yin Murong of Ya used three points of wine for a while. I heard someone at the door shouting to buy music with real money. He came up with this energy. I came out and had a good time.

The rules of the flower shop. But where the guest called the price. In the time of half a column of incense. No customers shouted higher prices. Then the man must pay the money. In order to enjoy the girls of the flower shop.

It's just that. Lan Mo raised his eyes to look at the man who was standing frozen on top of the pavilion. She saw it right away. Who is the idiot who shouted out a thousand taels of red gold? There is only one prince's mansion in the south and north of the river. That must be where King Yin Murong is.

Lan Mo couldn't help but shake his head. looked at Yin Murong, who still didn't take out the silver ticket to pay. A feeling of compassion for the heavens and men arose. Uncle, you don't have money, what are you calling? Isn't this adding to the blockage of Little Eleven?