The scorching summer sun is unsatisfactory, and Ren Erhe rice is scorched, and it is still pouring fire. The wild cicadas in the trees seemed to be unable to withstand the scorching heat, singing hoarsely in the treetops, and the dry land had cracked open wounds, and even the blood fountains had never gushed out. Like a fire under the sun, who is willing to cry into a bloody fertile dry soil, between the Rui Palace and Langyuan, but it is the prince and the king and the grandson who shake lightly.

Donglai Jinliang, bright lights, busy traffic, the prosperity accumulated for several lifetimes, to this day, it is a dizzying lights, drunk gold fans. It seems that the business of the flower shadow moon in the city has never been affected by the scorching heat, and it still maintains the original scene.

Outside the Moon Water Pavilion, the lotus leaves are green, the lotus flowers are different red, the dragonflies stand early, the tip of the tail is light in the small pool, the blink of an eye sweeps across the water surface, leaving a few circles of ripples to spread out layer by layer. Shiso stood in front of the window, holding a transverse flute, playing a song, familiar in the past, drunk. The butterfly dance stopped at her side, even the fish in the water stopped, her eyes were slightly closed, her fingers trembled slightly, and she didn't realize that in the sound of the flute, there was a trace of trill, and the butterflies scattered in shock. The slender hand slapped the transverse flute, a trace of bitterness passed over his lips, and he smiled bitterly, "Haha." ＂

On that day, in the red leaf forest of Rongcheng, she stepped on the leaves in the forest, played a song to get drunk, and blew a shocking lie, and then for seven years, she could no longer blow the familiar song completely.

This is a lie, after a person tells a lie, he has to seek more support, weave more lies to maintain, and watch everything happen, and finally irreparable.

I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

She raised her eyes and looked out the window, there was a beautiful summer scenery outside the window, pavilions and pavilions, lotus flowers reflecting the sun, and the sound of water murmuring. Closing her eyes slightly, what flashed was Bing Ningxue's slightly cruel blue eyes, she covered her mouth and chuckled, her voice was sly, attached to her ear, and said, "I only need you to help me do one thing, just one thing." That day, Bing Ningxue stood at the palace gate with a long whip in her hand, and said coldly, "If the princess doesn't return at sunset, don't blame me for killing everyone in the demon clan." ＂

When he lost his mind, he heard Mu Xi knock on the door, came in to salute, and called respectfully, "Princess." She put down the phantom flute and looked back, "What's the matter?" ＂

Mu Xi raised her hand, her lips moved slightly, and she wanted to say something, but she suddenly stopped, lowered her head and said softly, "It's okay." ＂

Zi Su smiled lightly and glanced at her, "Mu Xi has something, you might as well say it directly." ＂

Mu Xi's eyes wandered, and he stopped talking, as if he had made a lot of determination, and finally asked the sentence, "This trip, do you really want to go to Wanzhou City?" Her eyes were a little sad, and she said desolately, "The princess really wants to see him?" ＂

Hearing this, Shisu was slightly stunned, walked to the room, raised her hand to pick up the small pot on the table, poured herself a cup, the cup rippled with water lines, and transformed into the person's appearance, she raised her hand and shook the teacup, the face disappeared indifferently, and she only heard her laugh for a long time, "If you don't see the last side, how can you say goodbye?" ＂

When all the affection is condensed into a lie, who can laugh senselessly, sigh the impermanence of the world, and crush the life? Shisu picked up the teacup and took a sip, but he couldn't hide the slight tremor of his fingertips, "I want to see him again, even if it's one face." ＂

Mu Xi raised her hand, still trying to speak, "How did the princess know that he would come?" She lowered her eyes, "The princess doesn't want him to be a womanizer either." ”

"Oh?" Shisu slowly put down the cup of tea, lost his mind for a while, and sighed in a low voice after a long time, "This time, I want him to be a lustful person." ”

A day later, the legendary Oiran Shiso lady purple gauze covered her face, rode a carriage and horse, came to Wanzhou City Flower Shadow Moon, when out of the sedan chair, the owner of Flower Shadow Moon came forward to greet this cash cow in person. A few days ago, the flower shadow moon came to Wanzhou City to scatter the gold list, in the imperial capital, up to Qin Lan, the king of Donglai, down to the street beggars, have heard that the Oiran is now in the imperial capital, many princes and nobles, do not hesitate to spend a lot of money, a glimpse of the Yiren face.

On that day, Zi Su came to Yuyun Pavilion to dance in the Flower Shadow Moon, Qin Lingyan pulled Jiang An, sneaked out of the palace, and only after showing the token did he enter the legendary fairyland on earth. After they entered, they walked side by side through the long and short pavilions, and stopped in front of a huge palace, which is the opinion of the layman, if he thought that the palace of Pinhua should be like all the palaces in the world, only a little magnificent. When you stop and see the palace, it is like a secluded forest, surrounded by lush bamboo forests, and the birds are singing and fragrant, and there is a sense of returning to nature. Walk through those complicated and tortuous corridors, enter the Yuyun Pavilion, is to enter from a small door, although the door is small, then there is a hole in the sky, but see the bead curtain embroidered curtain, paint the carved beams, say that the light shakes the Zhuhu gold paving, the snow shines on the Qiong window jade palace, but also see the flowers are lush, the fragrant grass, the jungle that is hidden, the gurgling stream, is just the exterior scene of embellishment, this golden and brilliant inner room, is the place where the perilla dances - Yuyun Pavilion. In this prosperous imperial capital Wanzhou City, everywhere is filled with noisy and flashy atmosphere, people compete for profit, that peace and tranquility, has long been submerged in the world, in this glitz, open up a natural scenery, but it is like a fairyland to make people feel at ease, can come up with such a creative person, is undoubtedly rare in the world.

Jiang Anjing entered, lifted the low-hanging bead curtain, a woman named Mei Ji, with a bewitching posture and a frivolous demeanor, turned out from behind the curtain, curtsied, and said, "Childe." Jiang An raised his hand, grabbed his slender waist, and hugged him to his side, the woman snorted softly, then stopped speaking, and leaned sideways on his shoulder. He glanced back at Qin Lingyan, only to see that he was very regular at the moment, just lowered his head to ask the woman beside him about something, and when he saw his gaze, he glanced at him ambiguously, leaving a smile waiting to watch the play. Jiang An turned his head and ignored him, just lifted the heavy embroidered curtain, went to the inner hall of Yuyun Pavilion, sat in front of the desk, took Mei Ji in his arms, poured a glass of wine, and drank it alone. Looking up and glancing at the people in the pavilion, some of them were princes and ministers, or dignitaries, they were a little surprised when they saw Prince Jiang An, and wanted to get up and salute, but suddenly thought that within the flower shadow moon, they only talked about Fengyue, not etiquette, so they only bowed and smiled, which was considered a salute. The other part of Jiang An did not know was the wealthy businessmen, who came from all over the country just to see the beauty of today's Mrs. Shisu. After a while, Qin Lingyan came over, sitting on Jiang An's right side, and there was a beautiful woman in white clothes beside him, smiling lightly, bowing to Jiang An, Jiang An returned the salute and said with a smile, "Presumably this is the confidante that Ah Ling often mentions, the snow-dyed Nuoxue girl?" The woman chuckled and acquiesced. Qin Lingyan took a step forward, blocked the woman in front of him, and raised his head towards Jiang An and snorted softly, "Take care of what you are in your arms." ”

The weak and boneless little hand of the woman in her arms stroked Jiang An's neck, her eyes were bright and autumnal, and she breathed like an orchid in his ear, and said gently, "Childe ......" Jiang An glanced at Qin Lingyan ambiguously, no longer spoken, reached out and lifted Mei Ji's cheek, and made a gesture to kiss her, Mei Ji shrank back, but he gently twisted her face, and laughed.

In the Yuyun Pavilion, many sons in thin shirts and light fans, drunk and lying on high-rise buildings, leaning on the beauties on their sides, laughing frequently. Silk and bamboo sound lightly, staggered chips, into a pair of flying swallows, mandarin duck brocade screen, an endless style.

Suddenly, I heard a bangzi, and the melodious sound of the piano seemed to come from the nine heavens, and the sound came from Lingling, like a clear spring under the moon, and the dust was not clean. The prince and grandson shook the Luo fan lightly, and drank slowly with the melodious music. The sound of the piano is sometimes melodious, sometimes low, sometimes tactful, and for a while immersed in the sound of the piano, the audience is speechless.

The sound of the piano suddenly rose high, like climbing a mountain, climbing one step at a time, reverberating gracefully between the peaks, fascinating, but at the highest place, only a muffled sound of "dong" was heard, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

The guests were immersed in the sound of the piano, the sound of this "knock" made them feel shocked, suddenly opened their eyes, but saw a woman in purple falling from the sky, standing behind the embroidered curtain, looking intently, seeing the woman in a lotus robe, fluttering in a feather coat, beautiful like a spring flower, charming like the autumn moon.

It's Mrs. Shiso! At that moment, such a cry sounded in everyone's hearts.

The sound of the piano sounded again, and the woman's jade arms behind the curtain stretched out lightly, making a gesture of raising her hands. In an instant, the audience sighed.

Ruigong Langyuan heroically danced the golden lotus, the ice curtain half covered the autumn water obliquely, the cloud sleeves danced lightly back to the snow and turned to the wind, and the fairy moon hall came out of the embroidery screen.

Dancing and turning the palace waist back to the red sleeves, the casual movements will never lose the law, and the hands, eyes and body should be drummed. The slender Luo clothes fluttered in the wind, and the long sleeves crisscrossed left and right. The endless posture flew and scattered, and the twisted figures merged hands and feet.

The sound of the piano suddenly turned low, and the woman behind the curtain shook off the water sleeves in response, and the sleeves danced, as if there were countless petals fluttering down in the air, swaying and swaying, a petal, holding a wisp of agarwood. She dances lightly, her body is as light as a swallow, her body is as soft as a cloud, her arms are soft as bonesless, and she dances like a lotus flower step by step, like a butterfly flying among the flowers, like a gurgling flowing water, like the bright moon in the deep mountains, like the morning light in the alley, and like the round dew at the tip of the lotus leaf.

The sound of the piano turned urgent, her posture also danced faster and faster, such as jade's plain hands lingered tactfully, the skirt fluttered, a pair of smoky eyes wanted to speak, the streamer flew, the whole person was like a flower through the fog, hazy and ethereal, flashing with beautiful colors, but it was so far away.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the figure whirling behind the curtain, and for a while they were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

Hao's wrist is lightly turned, dancing back to the red sleeves, the slender waist is tactful, and the eyes are full of affection. Jiang An sat in front of the desk, staring at the figure behind the curtain, like a purple butterfly flying in the forest, frolicking in the flowers, the woman behind the curtain was dressed in purple, with purple eyes and purple hair, like a fairy. Together, a bend of the waist, a turn of the wrist, a review, the eyes flowed, all of them were stagnant in Jiang An, suddenly the purple yarn crossed, the woman's purple eyes swept a trace of pain, and then turned around to cover up the past, fluttering like a butterfly, and the waist was light.

His hand raising his glass suddenly stopped, an unpredictable look flashed in his eyes, he opened his mouth slightly, and the water snake-like Mei Ji on his side wrapped around his waist, but he pushed it away, the woman snorted softly, Jiang An suddenly raised his head, and drank a glass of sake. The spicy taste filled his heart, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the girl dancing lightly behind the curtain, and he smiled desolate and sighed, "It's like you, it's like you." ”