When Kasahi woke up, I was covered with a thin quilt, soft and comfortable. Please remember the URL of this site: . I touched the quilt on my body, and secretly thought that this play was really kind, so I stretched my waist, slept well, and my body was no longer painful, and I twisted it a little, and then I began to fold the quilt and get up.

"Squeak-" The door was pushed open, and I saw the actor come in with a basin of water, and his sleeve was already wet. He placed the basin on the table beside him, and there was a crisp white towel in it.

"Hey, what's your name?" I thought I forgot to ask last night, and I couldn't play with the name, so I had to ask my name. "My name is Mercy. He paused as soon as he spoke.

Pity and pity, feel very pitiful. "Oh, my name is Snow Traceless, mercy, are you washing me here?" "Well, that's it, Snow Boy. He nodded, and said: "Don't go out these days, in case someone finds out......" He was a little reluctant to speak, but I understood that this kind of place is always bad.

"Okay, got it. Then I walked to the basin and prepared to wash my face, and as soon as I picked up the towel, I was stunned, I wasn't wearing a disguise mask, why is it now gone, it's my own face. I suddenly remembered that he inadvertently covered my face during the fight with the man in black, and I thought he must have wanted to see if I had changed my face. Fortunately, he was killed, otherwise, there would definitely be trouble.

Wipe it off with a wet towel in your hand, and now that you don't have a disguise mask, you must be acting a little ostentatious, but fortunately, this poor person doesn't know me, and I don't have anything to worry about, so I won't go out these days.

Thinking like this, I really didn't go out obediently these days, three meals a day and a change of clothes were sent to me, and the pity accompanied me in the morning to chat and play home, or some observations, and in the afternoon after eating lunch and taking a nap to go out to perform, but when it came to the time or so, I would come back, and then change clothes and bathe to rest.

After three days like this, tonight it was almost past the hour but the people had not returned, I can't help but feel a little strange, there are still guests to listen to the play at such a late hour? But I always felt that something was wrong, because usually every day a small servant would come to collect a change of clothes or something new (at this time I would hide on the eaves), and it also meant that the owner of the room would rest in the room, but he did not come today.

After all, he couldn't bear it, so he quietly opened a door, covered half of his face with a silk scarf, and flashed out. I heard the poor man probably talk about the structure of this Spring Breeze Dream Building, which is generally built with reference to the Linglong Pagoda, but the first floor is the hall, the second floor is the song and dance hall, the third floor is the tea party hall, the fourth floor is the private room, the fifth floor is the guest room, the sixth floor is the room of the actors and the piano masters and dancers, but the seventh and eighth floors are unknown to anyone, and they are forbidden to enter. These rooms are very well soundproofed from the floors, and basically you can't hear anything.

To say that this spring fragrance dream tower in this Xiangling City can also be regarded as one of the best entertainment venues, its luxurious decoration is really extremely luxurious, all the elegant mahogany, plus the decoration of gilding and jade, and the porcelain and murals that can be seen everywhere, if you say that the local tyrant fan can not be talked about, it can only be said that there is money to very taste.

When I went down to the fourth floor, I remembered that I didn't know how to find it, but fortunately, there were not many servants waiting in the private room now, so no one doubted it, not to mention that I was wearing a veil, so naturally I thought that I was also a person from this building.

When I saw a little guy waiting outside the private room with tea, I walked over gently and patted him, and he seemed to come back to his senses and looked at me suspiciously. I smiled, although he couldn't see it, but he still asked softly: "Please, do you know where the pitiful brother is? I'm a newcomer to singing, and there is a play that I can't learn in the middle of the night, and I heard them say that the pitiful brother sings well, so I want to ask the pitiful brother for advice." After speaking, his eyes looked innocently and expectantly at the mediocre-looking little guy in front of him, but he had already shown a trance.

"Oh, oh, pity him," he said, deliberately lowering his voice, "I advise you not to go to him now, he has offended the big guest tonight, and he can't get away now." Hearing this, I frowned slightly, suppressed my concern, and continued to ask, "What's the matter? And where is he now?"

The little guy's eyes glanced left and right, and he covered his mouth with his hand and leaned over and said: "The poor man offended a big official with a backstage in the capital, and the big official wanted the pity to sing for him until he was satisfied, but the poor man said that the time was too late and he refused, no, the big official is now arrogant, and he can't even persuade his grandmother there, and he said that he wants the pity to kneel down and serve tea and admit his mistake." ”

When I heard this, there was a burst of fire, something! so arrogant!" With that, he blinked his eyes and flapped his curled eyelashes twice. "No, it's in the big room down the hallway. With that, he pointed in the direction.

Without waiting for the little guy to finish speaking, I walked directly around him in that direction, Mom, yes, although the poor man and I didn't know each other before, but these days I also know that he is a kind-hearted, caring child, and he takes care of me quite a lot. It's already pitiful to be reduced to singing and dancing in the land of singing and dancing, and being bullied like this, I can't stand it!

"Hey, hey, what are you going to do there, don't go, don't suffer—" Ignoring the little guy's eager call, I only knew that if I didn't go over, I was afraid that the poor would be bullied very badly, and now I can't care so much.