The woman was dressed in white, her face was covered with a faint white veil, and her skirt fluttered slightly because of the speed of landing.

The petals gradually fall, the fragrance lingers, like the beginning of the orchid, and like the night of the sandalwood.

The woman is only on the stage, barefoot and snow-white, dotted like a hook, and the jade is just right.

Dancing like a shadow, looking back and leaning like falling snow tenderness. One muscle, one face, all the best. Manli is far-sighted, but hopeful.

Xiu Yue leaned over, looked at the woman's delicate body, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "What a fairy-like figure." ”

A chuckle suddenly came from behind him, and Yu Wensheng also walked over, looked at Xiu Yue, and said with a smile: "No matter how good your appearance is, it's just an ordinary product." ”

Xiu Yue turned around, not understanding what he meant.

Yu Wensheng said with a smile: "There are many beautiful women, all kinds, each with its own merits, but only the aura can make people's eyes shine and not be forgotten for a long time." ”

His tone was too serious, his eyes were staring at Xiu Yue, and his pupils slowly reflected the scene of thousands of petals falling behind him.

Xiuyue lowered her head to avoid it, and prevaricated: "Maybe." ”

The woman has begun to dance, and the sounds of the different instruments have begun to slowly combine to form melodious music.

Xiu Yue suddenly asked, "Is that woman Qingtian?" ”

She actually recognized the woman when she first appeared, but she wanted to wait for Yu Wensheng to speak in person. For example, to be clear about his identity.

Hearing Xiu Yue's question, Yu Wensheng did not have the slightest doubt, and nodded bluntly, "It's Qingtian, she is now the Oiran of this Red Mansion." ”

Xiu Yue lowered her eyes and stopped talking.

The people downstairs were constantly cheering, and some people even wanted to run on the stage, but they were kicked down by the guards on the side. The women's stage of the stage is coming to an end, and every move is even more seductive, Xiu Yue looked at it, and suddenly, Qing Tian looked back and looked at Xiu Yue, what was full of things in it was not understood by Xiu Yue now.

But in the future, Xiuyue often thinks of today's eyes.

What it contains is the helplessness of fate, the injustice of life, and the sadness that you can't get love.

The lively night always ends quickly, and it seems that Xiuyue has lost interest until Qingtian's identity, and he has lowered his head all the way, sullen.

Yu Wensheng has been following Xiu Yue, and when he was about to walk to the Rong Mansion, Xiu Yue suddenly said: "Thank you for sending me flowers, you go back, I can go back myself." ”

Yu Wensheng nodded, and his figure gradually disappeared at the intersection.

Xiu Yue sighed and slowly walked towards the Rong Mansion not far ahead. Although she didn't know if Yu Wensheng knew her identity, but now, she didn't want Yu Wensheng to know where she lived.

Suddenly felt that with his mystery, the other party must have figured himself out. Feeling this sense of powerlessness, Xiu Yue couldn't help but sigh again.

The flower in his hand suddenly broke off, a strong wind came to his face, Xiu Yue instinctively took a step back, and a rune paper in his hand flew out in an instant, exploding in the air.

When the fire subsided, Xiu Yue looked at it, and sure enough, it was Rong Zhao again.

Rong Zhao was wearing a blue-purple robe, standing at the door of Rong Mansion, with a cold face, his eyes staring at Xiu Yue, as if he was about to roll up the whole night.

Xiu Yue was a little weak-hearted, and said, "What...... What's wrong? ”

Rong Zhao looked at Xiu Yue's expression of low eyes, his eyes changed, and he said coldly: "Why did you come back so late?" ”

Xiu Yue forced out a smile, squatted down and quietly picked up the flowers that fell on the ground, and said, "I went out to buy something, there is a ...... on the street today"

Before she finished speaking, Rong Zhao, who was originally standing at the door of Rong Mansion, had already walked over, suddenly took the flower she had just picked up from her hand, held it in front of her eyes, looked at it twice, and said, "Who gave it to you?" ”

Xiuyue gritted her teeth, "I bought it myself." ”

Rong Zhao raised his hand, and the internal force turned in a circle in the palm of his hand, and the originally delicate flower had been turned into pieces under the strangulation inside, Xiu Yue opened her mouth to look at all this, and she couldn't speak.

After doing all this, Rong Zhao said in a low voice: "Hey, let's go, go back and rest." ”

Although it was not late, the house was still very quiet, Xiu Yue quietly followed behind Rong Zhao silently, feeling a little uneasy, looking up at the tall back in front of him, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

The flowers in his hand were only rhizomes, and the aroma of plants was slowly emitted in the air, Xiu Yue looked at this rhizome, as if she saw Yu Wensheng's smiling face, hesitated, and put the rhizome away.

When he walked to the courtyard where Xiuyue lived, Rong Zhao stopped and said in a low voice: "I don't know what you think, but I'm worried." ”

The man in front of him still didn't turn around, and even his back was straight. Xiu Yue's heart suddenly crossed a warm current, and Rong Zhao's figure with his back to her already explained everything.

Xiu Yue stepped forward, lightly hammered his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I know, now we are grasshoppers in the same boat, of course we must work together, otherwise you will not be able to deal with that Xiao Master alone." ”

Rong Zhao didn't look at Xiu Yue, his body didn't seem to move, he just whispered a good rest, and then suddenly mastered the light gong and disappeared.

When he returned to his room, he thought of Qingtian who was dancing, and he thought of Yu Wensheng, and the straight back of Rong Zhao appeared in front of him, and Xiu Yue couldn't help but feel a mess in his mind.

Ahh

What I want to do now is to get rid of Master Xiao, find out the secret of the sleepless mountain, and then leave here and find a mountain forest to spend this life well.

Shaking her head, Xiu Yue sat up, walked to the table, took out the so-called best cinnabar she bought in her arms, and smiled helplessly.

Xiuyue opened the small cabinet next to him, and inside the cabinet was a delicate ink cartridge, this ink cartridge and compass were all treasures that Xiuyue brought over when he crossed.

The ink cartridge is very simple, the simple sandalwood is covered on it, the sandalwood is carved with complex patterns, revealing the mystery, Xiuyue picked it up, gently opened the sandalwood cover on it, and the fragrance of ink from the nose instantly lingered in the air, the ink color was deep and thick, but there was no juice, but this green jade was dyed into ink.

Xiu Yue poured these cinnabar in, but it didn't overflow, as if the cinnabar was swallowed by this simple green jade, the only difference was that the juice that was slowly revealed inside gradually showed red.

If it is really high-grade cinnabar, then such a box of cinnabar will definitely be able to dye this ink color red, but it is obvious that the amount of these cinnabar is simply not enough, so this cinnabar itself is not a good thing.

Xiu Yue sighed, next time you can't be so willful, buy something if you are interested in a store. What kind of marketing is there now, although such a method is attractive, but there are also people who really know the goods.