"Tsk, did you see through the routine so quickly?" Chang Le tilted his head and looked at him seriously, "You really don't want to know, what are you missing?" ”

King Huai glanced at her, and saw that she was like a child, as if he would not stop without opening his mouth, so he lazily said: "This king lacks a princess." ”

"Ah, how do you know my nickname?" Chang Le pretended to be surprised.

"Where did you get all this oily tone?" King Huai knocked on her head, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of disgust.

Chang Le sat up straight, rubbed his brows, and felt bored after having fun, and laughed twice to end this embarrassing topic.

"I also said, how can something like this, when you say it, it is possible to stir the heart of someone who likes it? It's greasy to listen to. ”

Stir the hearts of people who like it......

Huai Wang was stunned for a moment, and when he saw what she said from the heart, his peach blossom eyes blinked, and he turned his head and took another sip of tea. Although his eyebrows and eyes are still affectionate, his eyes are not merciful everywhere, but fall on Changle from time to time.

Chang Le was paralyzed again, but his mental state was much better than just now, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he smiled with a smile.

The existence of such an inappropriate thing just now made King Huai stunned for a while, and he was even more convinced that he had just thought too much.

It seems that she really doesn't know that a woman can't talk like this.

It's just a joke.

After a small half of the tea, the dancing girls on the stage were nowhere to be found, and the drums sounded again, like thunder.

Suddenly, a few rays of light flashed in the sky, startling everyone.

On this day, there was thunder, Changle was frightened, and unconsciously hid from King Huai.

If there is really a situation, she will pull King Huai as a backstop!

King Huai sat upright, and he was not the slightest surprised by this situation. At a glance, Chang Le moved over and leaned a little closer to her.

After the electric light, there was another thunder drum that resounded through the wind and snow building, knocking people's hearts to stop instantly.

There is a red silk embroidery belt hanging on the wind and snow upstairs all the year round, and I saw a red shadow falling from the sky and falling straight on the stage without making a sound.

The shadow fell to the ground like a woman.

The audience was amazed.

Only King Huai still looks indifferent.

Chang Le's hand had already grabbed King Huai's sleeve and squeezed his arm nervously and tightly, the weight of the force could be clearly felt.

"You, why not, the hero saved the beauty?" Chang Le shook King Huai with a trembling voice.

King Huai couldn't laugh and cry, and put his hand on her hands. Touching the scar on her right hand, the not good touch made him can't help but be gentle and comforting.

"Don't panic, keep looking back."

Chang Le was suspicious and turned his head to look.

The woman twisted her waist and straightened her upper body like a peacock opening a screen, her back to everyone, and she didn't seem to have the slightest problem.

Chang Le breathed a sigh of relief, and after a while, he realized that it was just a performance.

But it's too scary.

The accompaniment is a drum, bell, and xun and other instruments with a rich and low timbre, and the whole atmosphere is rendered extremely low. The woman in the middle, like Manzhu Sahua, has a sonorous posture but endless sadness, as if she has been deeply injured.

It made people cry for no reason.

She turned her head suddenly, and the bewitching blood-red Manzhu Sahua bloomed on her forehead. Her dark brown eyes lined with red eyeshadow are charming and affectionate, and the sparkling waves are graceful and wonderful. Goose egg face, red lips.

The shape of the whole person is very charming, but there is no arrogance. There is only endless mourning.

At a glance, it is indeed a country and a city.

Suddenly, Baile stopped suddenly, and a tactful sound was tactful, like a crane's chirp, straight up to the sky. At this moment, it was again the light of day that passed overhead.

The woman jumped up with Xiao Sheng, her belt loosened, and the robe on her body fell, revealing the moon-blue gold embroidered shirt inside, the material of the shirt was brilliant, as if there was a fairy light plating.

When Xiao Sheng stopped, she had landed on the red silk several feet high, stepping lightly on her toes, fixed on the big red hydrangea, and covering her face with wide sleeves.

The soft silk, it is hard to imagine that there can be a person standing on it, but she stands firmly on it, and the red silk has never flickered.

At this time, the sound of silk and bamboo started, and the music wind reversed, like a wonderful sound in the nine-fold heaven.

The woman danced on the red silk, and the moment her sleeves were lowered, she was all embarrassed and admired.

Her face was completely different from before, and it was a different one.

The golden auspicious clouds and forehead, the whole makeup has also become a light color, as if there is no fat powder, pure and pure and charming face.

Her goose egg face has a graceful and luxurious atmosphere, which makes people feel like seeing a fairy in the sky.

At this time, the dance steps are also much softer and more illusory, flying up and down the red silk in mid-air, like the flying posture on the mural.

I don't know how long it took, but the music died down and the figure was gone.

When I reminisced, the audience was amazed, looking up and down for the flying fairy.

The empty platform, with no woman in sight up and down, seemed to disappear into thin air.

There was silence on the platform, and only a red robe was left, proving that Shicai was not a dream.

"Huh? What about people? Chang Le made the same voice as everyone else, and pulled King Huai's sleeve, "Where was that person just now?" No, it's a fairy, a goddess. ”

When King Huai saw her looking depressed, he smiled deeply.

"How is this dance show?"

Chang Le clapped his hands and exclaimed: "It's really amazing!" I wonder who this woman is? ”

"Like frost."

King Huai spat out two words lightly. Chang Le sat stunned on the spot, speechless, and his thoughts fell into the picture just now.

"Today, the dance of Nirvana of the Frost Maiden, are you still satisfied?" Mother Feng didn't know when she had come to the stage.

Everyone was full of praise, clapping their hands and holding their foreheads, shouting that they wanted to see frost.

"I want to see Miss Rushuang...... Mother Feng picked up the last note, stopped talking, looked around, and said, "What method, you know." ”

The atmosphere of passion slowly subsided again, leaving only a sigh of loss. His eyes swept on King Huai, and after a while, they all withdrew with different expressions.

"In this life, if you can sigh with the frosty girl, it will be in vain."

A scholar shook his head, sighed, and walked outside the building.

The appearance of the scholar looks very decent, and he doesn't look at Yingying Yanyan without much look, it seems that he came to Hualou just to see Rushuang.

There are several more people like him.

Rushuang can be so favored by everyone, she does have her capital.

Compared with a phoenix like her, Gu Ya before was simply an ugly duckling in the mortal world.

is such a stunner, but it is the only one who is pregnant with the king.

King Huai actually occupies it, and he still doesn't marry someone back to his house!

"King Huai, what is the way to see Miss Rushuang?"

Chang Le didn't believe that King Huai could have anything special. Isn't King Huai just a wanderer?

In addition to being good-looking, rich, and status,......

She had to admit that a darling like King Huai is indeed rare in the world.

King Huai pointed to the red silk on the top of their heads with a fan, which was ordinary red silk and nothing special.

With such an obvious sale, Chang Le's heart was itching, and he couldn't wait to urge: "What do you mean?" ”

"On top of the red silk, it is in harmony with the piano."

King Huai said indifferently, as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing. It's so ordinary, it's just the feeling of moving your fingers.

Chang Le was already stunned, looking up at the red silk a few feet above, imagining the scene of King Huai and Rushuang on it, and Luan Feng flying together.

It's really romantic.

But for ordinary people, it is already difficult to climb to the sky on red silk.

"King Huai, I didn't expect you to be so powerful." Chang Le stroked his palm, he had never admired King Huai so much.

King Huai couldn't help laughing, and there was an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

On weekdays, whoever shoots this kind of innocuous sycophant, he laughs lightly.

It seems that Chang Le admires it, and this sense of accomplishment is greater.

"This king's previous description of Rushuang, but he didn't deceive you?"

"King Huai has never exaggerated when he speaks and acts." Chang Le nodded, followed and patted his flattery, biting his lip flatteringly, "Can I see Miss Rushuang?" ”

King Huai didn't reply immediately, leaned back, and played with the fan.

"I'm a little thirsty."

Chang Le understood, filled his teacup, and held it in front of him with both hands: "Huaiwang uses it slowly." ”

That's how she can bend and stretch.

"You're welcome." King Huai raised his eyebrows proudly, took the teacup from her hand, and took a sip. Yu Guangzheng saw a turtle slave running towards him.

The general put down the teacup, and the turtle slave had already arrived.

"Miss Rushuang, please see King Huai, and this son."

Chang Le immediately got up, turned the handle of the fan, and said seriously: "Lead the way ahead." ”

The turtle slave glanced at King Huai, who had no movement, and did not dare to lead the way first. Seeing that King Huai got up by default, he stretched out his hand to lead the way: "King Huai, son, please here." ”

……

The high-rise Zhu Pavilion, the frosty room is the largest and most luxurious among the rooms that Changle passes by.

The eye-catching door frames are all made of fine wood, the door decorations such as locks are made of pure gold, and a rectangular nameplate made of gold hangs at the door.

Rain Pavilion - like frost.

As soon as the turtle slave pushed the door open, the light burst out.

Chang Le hurriedly tilted his head, covered his eyes with his hands, and waited for him to get used to it, and then moved his hands.

Just one glance, it is like being in the heavenly palace.

The inside of the room is magnificent, and the outside is two worlds. The things placed are all precious and exquisite.

The vermilion lacquer pillar of the bluebird pattern seat, hanging with the white curtain of the gold rim embroidered with auspicious clouds, two or three ways into it, is a floating gold silk curtain.

The gauze curtain separates the inner room from the outside, and the shadow is enough to see the appearance of the inner room clearly, and only the shadow can be seen floating, which makes people can't help but want to tear the curtain open.

In the center of the room is a half-human-high large incense burner, and the incense that burns lingers and spreads into the air. The ethereal state is like the rui qi of the fairy world.

The smell of incense is very familiar, it is the aroma of King Huai.

It's just a thick one, a light one.

"Miss Rushuang, King Huai and that son are here."

The turtle slave said that, and withdrew.

King Huai was like returning to his home, unceremoniously stepped on the brown and red carpet with the eight treasures Ruyi pattern, went straight into the second room, and sat on the soft couch.

Chang Le was at a loss, so he had to follow him. Will step over the second threshold, the curtain directly opposite was moved, and a jade hand stretched out from the invisible curtain.

The fingers are slender and fair, the nails are dyed brick-red, and the index finger wears a ruby ring the size of a little thumb. The blood-red ruby was pure and free of impurities, and her soft flesh was even whiter.

Chang Le stood in place, waiting expectantly for the frost to come out.

King Huai obviously had no interest in Rushuang, but stared at Chang Le's performance with great interest.

Suddenly, the curtain was opened, and a plump woman came out.