Chapter 142: Performance (1)

"Yesterday's ......" was originally to ask him about yesterday, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a deep male voice: "Go back." ”

As soon as the man's voice fell, immediately after, there was a rush of footsteps behind him, and the man narrowed his eyes slightly. Dye Hua couldn't help but look at the corridor behind him, but saw a little eunuch hurrying towards this side.

In the blink of an eye, the little eunuch had arrived.

"Shizi, Fifth Miss, the minions can find you, and the prince sent the minions to tell the Shizi to let you go back." The little eunuch said respectfully.

Hearing this, the man's eyes were slightly condensed, and a strange look flashed in his narrow eyes, "Well, go down." ”

"Yes, Shizi." The moment he turned around, a strange light suddenly flashed on the little eunuch's respectful face.

Narrow-eyed glanced in the direction the little eunuch left, and the man's handsome face was indifferent.

Dye Hua raised his eyes to look at the man beside him, and hesitated to speak, "Let's go back." ”

The man replied softly, "Yes." ”

The two walked back quietly, neither of them speaking. A gust of wind blew, and the dyeing painting couldn't help but stir up. The man couldn't help but twist his eyebrows, and with his big hand, the dyeing painting suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

"Why don't you wear more?" The man asked, frowning.

"I'm fine." Putting aside his eyes, Dye said lightly.

"Hmm." After speaking, let go of the woman in his arms and leave first.

It wasn't until the man's tall figure disappeared at the end of the corridor that the dye painting returned the way it came. When she returned to the Nine Heavens Palace, the dancing girl had already withdrawn from the main hall. In the center of the main hall, a young woman is sitting on her back, and her jade fingers are like a fluttering butterfly, shuttling between the strings. The murmuring sound flowed from the woman's fingertips, pleasant to the ear.

Dye Hua sat quietly back in his place, looking around the left and right, but saw that everyone was slightly blind, and his face was intoxicated. His eyes inadvertently met a pair of gentle phoenix eyes, he was stunned for a moment, the corners of his lips were torn apart with a shallow smile, and he nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting. Seeing this, Yao Yuchen also nodded and chuckled.

The sound of the piano gradually stopped, and the woman slowly got up and bowed to the person in the high position, and her cute little face was already red and clouded. Ji Xingfeng narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he smiled evilly.

"Haha, Miss Lu's piano skills are superb, and today I and the Zhongqing family can be regarded as a feast for the ears."

Hearing this, Lu Shuangshuang suddenly looked shy, red clouds flew cheeks, and his eyes were as soft as autumn water.

The Queen Mother gave a look to the waiter waiting at the bottom of the steps, and the waiter immediately understood, whisked the dust, and said in a sharp voice: "Miss Lu's piano skills are transcendent, and she is even favored by the Queen Mother. ”

Lu Shuangshuang knelt down and thanked respectfully: "Thank you for the reward of the Empress Dowager." ”

The Queen Mother raised her hand from afar and said with a smile: "Shuang'er, please get up quickly." ”

"Thank you, Empress Dowager." After speaking, he bowed to the person in the high position again, and then stood up. An attendant with a tray in his hand had already walked up to her, and after taking the things, Lu Shuangshuang returned to his seat.

The next one on the stage was Su Hengling, and everyone was curious about what kind of poems she had prepared today.

Su Hengling stood up, looked around, and saw that everyone had a look of expectation, and his lips hooked slightly. The lotus step moved lightly, walking towards the center of the hall, and in the eyes of everyone, Su Hengling paused and bent his knees to bless the person in the high position.

Looking at the woman below, Ji Xingfeng couldn't help squinting, a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes, it was fleeting, and the smile on the corner of his lips was even worse.