"The Peony Pavilion" is a household name, and although Qi Hengyu has not heard of it, he also knows a few words.

"Like beautiful flowers, like water, like this, they are all paid to the broken tiles."

Qi Hengyu's voice was clear, and he read poignant words, which didn't make people feel too sad.

Shu Ange belched, tugged at his sleeve, and said seriously: "It turns out that Uncle Qi can also play words, which is really rare." It's too sad for you. ”

In the past, I heard people describe the woman's voice as beautiful, saying that it was a big bead and a small bead falling on the jade plate, and Qi Hengyu always felt exaggerated.

But listening to Shu Ange's speech, the beautiful and brisk tone is more moving than a pearl falling on a jade plate.

While the two were talking, they had already walked out of the opera garden, and when they arrived outside the gate, the driver waited early, and the guards opened the car door and respectfully invited the two to sit in.

Qi Hengyu raised her chin towards Shu Ange, she obediently sat in the back row, and Qi Hengyu then sat next to her.

Two guards, one in the passenger seat, the other on a motorcycle.

Motorcycles of this era were not as light as later generations, and they looked very bulky, so she fastened her seatbelt and looked curiously through the window.

After the car started, Shu Ange leaned on the back of the chair and quietly leaned towards Qi Hengyu.

He still had a solemn face, his eyes slightly lowered, as if he was always thinking about some military affairs.

Shu Ange's body was lightly stained with Qi Hengyu's clothes, leaned on the back of the chair, covered his face with a handkerchief, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi, have you heard of "The Legend of the West Chamber"? ”

"Know."

The vague fragrance lingered in Qi Hengyu's nose, distracting him.

"Shall I sing a song for you?"

When the original owner used to set up a stage for people in the Spring and Autumn Opera Garden to play a supporting role, he could sing a sentence or two in any play, especially this kind of talented and beautiful play, which is very popular with everyone.

Qi Hengyu snorted, Shu Ange took a deep breath, sat up straight, and waved the handkerchief in his hand lightly: "It's just like the sound of a warbler, and it's pitiful to take a step." The waist and limbs of the dance are delicate and soft, thousands of graces, all kinds of charming, like weeping willows before the evening breeze. ”

She used the tune of Huangmei Opera, and the words were changed to official dialect, so as not to Qi Hengyu not understand and not understand the fun.

This is the scene when Zhang Sheng first saw Cui Yingying, Shu An's singing was moving, and the words that Qi Hengyu listened to were moving.

The sound of the warbler is not exactly her, the graceful figure like willow is not what she is talking about.

"Good singing."

After receiving Qi Hengyu's praise, Shu Ange looked at him happily, and his eyes lit up suddenly: "I thought you didn't like such a soft tone." ”

Qi Hengyu really doesn't like it, but there are many such talented and beautiful dramas in the drama, so he doesn't like to listen to it.

However, in the face of Shu Ange's expectant eyes, he felt that it was okay to listen.

"Every time you finish singing, do you have people backstage?"

Qi Hengyu suddenly changed the topic, Shu Ange was not angry, he was obviously concerned about her when he said this, how could she not know what to do.

"In the small theater where I used to stay, there were often people rushing backstage, making a lot of noise, scrambling to get forward. Tianxiang Theater is better, and the people who come backstage will at least not do acts that are out of character. ”

Shu Ange recalled Zhou Meiyun's past and said these words in an embarrassed tone.

In such a world, even she is frightening step by step, the original owner is beautiful and has no means of self-protection, and there are two hungry wolves around her, and it is very commendable to be able to resolutely not smoke soil and not be a plaything for others.

If it weren't for Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Zhuangshi to get in the way, set up jealousy, and the violent warlords were too powerful, Zhou Meiyun would never have fallen into the bleak situation of dying in a foreign land.

Shu Ange sighed slightly, Qi Hengyu looked at her eyebrows and frowned slightly, his expression was unhappy, and he said with relief: "When you sing again in the future, I will send someone to pick you up, and if someone embarrasses you, you will play my banner." ”

The meaning of his words is very clear, that is, Shu Ange has been drawn into his protective circle.

Shu Ange cheered up and nodded heavily: "Thank you, Mr. Qi, then please take care of it more in the future." ”

Thinking of the scene he saw backstage today, Qi Hengyu always felt that a little girl often had to deal with such a scene, which was too cruel.

The car was almost on Renhe Street, and his gaze swept over Shu Ange's small and delicate cheeks, falling on the light and shadow of the street lamp outside the window.

"When you don't want to sing, tell me that if you want to do business, study or stay abroad, you can do it.

This is not the first time that Qi Hengyu has secretly persuaded Shu Ange not to sing, but this is the first time he has clearly arranged Shu Ange's life after not singing.

Shu Ange's nails were lightly scratched on the leather chair seat, leaving small marks, and it didn't take long for them to return to their original shape.

She pressed thousands of emotions in her heart, bit her lip and didn't speak, until the car stopped at the door of the house, then she raised her head and looked at Qi Hengyu's eyes, and said seriously: "Thank you, thank you very much." When I become the Empress Kunling of Beiping, I will leave this line. ”

After Shu Ange finished saying the last sentence, the guards got out of the car and opened the car door, she jumped down lightly, then stood in front of the car door, bowed respectfully to Qi Hengyu, and then turned around and returned to the house she rented.

Qi Hengyu didn't say anything, let the guards close the car door, and the car slowly drove towards the Liu Mansion, and a little doubt floated in his heart.

Why is Shu Ange so obsessed with becoming Queen Kunling, she is not a person who is greedy for vanity, she treats people sincerely and generously, and she does not have irrational hobbies such as smoking and gambling.

Thinking of her sweet smile and shining eyes like black pearls, Qi Hengyu Xintian seemed to be brushed by feathers, since she likes to sing, then he will protect her.

The Liu Mansion was brightly lit, and after Qi Hengyu got out of the car, the guards quickly greeted him.

"Supervisor, the marshal is calling."

Qi Hengyu paused, then nodded slightly, and raised his legs and stepped up the steps.

He has been in Peking for nearly a month, and he hasn't been back to his old mansion for a long time, so it's time to go back.

In the past, he prayed for Hengyu to come freely, and he walked freely, but this time before leaving, he left a few guards, and ordered the cook and the driver, and after he left, don't forget to go to Shu Ange's house to listen to the errand.

In addition, Qi Hengyu also greeted the New Year's Friends in Beiping City and asked him to take more care of Shu Ange.

This is the most unfree time that Qi Hengyu has walked, compared to his quiet departure in the past, it can be regarded as dragging mud and water.

After Shu Ange finished performing the play "The Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers", he got a lot of remuneration and did not continue to take the play.

In half a month, the Chongya women's class will start, and she plans to do some small business to make some money, and she can have more money on hand.

Shu Ange's plan was excellent, and she also thought about what pastries to send to Liu's house next time, until Qi Hengyu's driver brought the news that he had left Beiping.