The actress on the stage opened her eyelids and at the same time opened the folding fan with the lotus painted on it. She sang "Xiao Lang said, seeing this lotus is like seeing me" and sang "Xiao Lang said, seeing this lotus is like seeing me", her eyes faintly glanced in the direction of the door, on the other side,

Murong Yongzheng chatted enthusiastically with Duke Wei: "I wonder if you can reserve a private seat?"

It's no secret that Duke Wei Guo likes going to the theater. He came here just for this new Yao family class.

Duke Wei smiled boldly and said: "I came here on a last-minute basis, but I didn't book a private seat."

He is a frequent visitor to Tianyin Pavilion. Even if he doesn't book a seat, the waiter will help him make arrangements.

But today, it is obvious that there is no room for the waiter to perform. Murong Yong said hurriedly: "Mr. Wei, this junior has reserved a private seat. As the saying goes, meeting by chance is not as good as meeting by chance. How about you go and sit in this junior's private seat?"

Duke Wei, who was always informal, readily agreed.

Murong Yong was overjoyed and his eyes were brilliant.

Since he returned from Qingzhou last time, although he has been promoted from the fifth grade to the fourth grade, it is only a false title and has not yet been fulfilled.

The status of Duke Wei's palace in the Jing Dynasty was transcendent, and Duke Wei's status in the army was even more unshakable.

Murong Yong had wanted to make friends with him for a long time, but he couldn't get along rashly. Today's chance encounter in Tianyin Pavilion was fate and a rare opportunity.

At least, Duke Wei will remember his name from today on.

Murong Yong stretched out his hand to make a sign of invitation and led Duke Wei towards the private seats on the second floor.

The two chatted happily, but most of the time it was Murong Yong who was talking: "Master Wei, it's a pity that you came a little late, the first song has already been sung."

"The Yao Family Class is truly well-deserved. Look at this Hua Dan's singing voice and figure... she is also one of the best in the capital."

"And Qing Yi just now sings well..."

Murong Yong talked eloquently, but Duke Wei only casually said a few words such as "a pity" and "not bad".

While the two were talking, they walked into a private seat on the second floor facing the stage.

The waiter knew that "Master Wei" liked burning knives, so he served them a jar of burning knives as quickly as possible.

Murong Yong personally poured wine for Duke Wei, then raised his glass with both hands and toasted to Duke Wei: "Master, I will give you a toast."

At this time, there was no one else in this elegant seat, so Murong Yong no longer called him Master Wei.

Duke Wei smelled the aroma of wine in the cup, smiled and praised: "Good wine!"

When he laughed loudly, he had the pride and arrogance of a prince. He raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp. The spicy wine filled his stomach, and he felt a burning sensation in his stomach, and the cold air of winter was swept away.

"I have enjoyed countless fine wines for most of my life." Duke Wei laughed heartily, "My favorite is the Shao Knife. All other drinks always feel bland..."

Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.

On the rough black face, a pair of brows were tightly knitted into a knot, showing a look of pain. Even the blue veins on the forehead were prominent, and a little cold sweat broke out rapidly.

Murong Yong also saw something was wrong with Duke Wei's expression, and cautiously called out, "Duke..."

Before the last word was uttered, Duke Wei's face twitched violently, his body leaned forward, and a large mouthful of blood vomited out from his lips...

"vomit!"

Half of the pool of bright red blood was vomited into the seat, and the other half sprayed out from the window, like a rain of blood.

Blood rain dripped down from the second floor and sprinkled into the lobby downstairs.

Those audience members were watching a play and were unaware of the movement above. They could only feel some liquid dripping on their heads and could not help but frown.

Several people subconsciously raised their hands and touched their heads. When they looked up again, they found that their palms were stained with blood, and some blood dripped on the melon and fruit snacks on the table.

"Blood!"

A sharp female voice suddenly sounded from the audience, the voice was so sharp and high-pitched.

Several other spectators who were spilled blood also noticed. Some looked up to the second floor, some screamed, some stood up quickly, and some covered their mouths in shock.

The lobby on the first floor suddenly became a mess, with exclamations and shouts from men, women, old and young coming and going:

"Why is there blood here?"

"Look, the blood is dripping from the lounge on the second floor..."

"It's a murder! Waiter, hurry up and report it to the official!"

"..."

In the chaos, a young man's hoarse roar was heard from the lounge on the second floor: "Come here, call the doctor!"

Only then did the shopkeeper of Tianyin Pavilion react. He quickly called in a few waiters, ordered one of them to call the doctor, another to report to the official, and two more waiters to go upstairs to check the situation.

The shopkeeper himself stayed in the lobby, sometimes comforting the frightened guests, and sometimes asking people to clean up the blood-stained tables and chairs.

There was a commotion in the lobby.

Some of the busy people went upstairs to watch the fun, while others were in a panic, like ants on a hot pot, and had no intention of watching the show.

Even so, the sound of silk and bamboo still did not stop, lingering in the air, and all the actors on the stage kept their expressions unchanged, singing or dancing along with the music.

The protagonists of this scene are Hua Dan, who plays the princess, and Xiaosheng, who plays the prince of the Hou family.

The princess fell ill because of the stimulation of the singing girl. At this time, she was recovering from her serious illness. A few steps away, the prince of the Hou Mansion apologized apologetically and spoke sincerely.

The music then became sad and cold as frost, making people feel as if they could see a tree of white plum blossoms suddenly blooming in the cold wind.

The beautifully dressed Hua Dan tilted her head sadly, as if unable to look directly at her beloved fiancé, and looked towards the private seats on the second floor with her deep eyes.

There was a little bit of light in those deep eyes.

The next moment, Hua Dan covered her face with her sleeves, as if she was suppressing something.

On the stage, the sad and depressive atmosphere spread with Hua Dan's every move, forming a sharp contrast with the commotion in the lobby.

After a while, the waiter came hurriedly with an old doctor with gray hair and a medicine box.

It was a cold day in the twelfth lunar month, but the old doctor was sweating profusely as he stomped upstairs.

Gu Yanfei looked at the lobby downstairs and then at the blood-stained window sill next door. She carelessly played with the small and unique white porcelain wine glass in her hand. She tilted her face and boasted: "I must be right!"

"Yes." Chu Yi smiled softly, as gentle as jade.

Of course he had no doubt about her ability.

While drinking, Gu Yanfei said with certainty: "He should be suffering from an old illness."

Just now, when she saw Duke Wei Guo, she could tell at the first glance that he had an old disease that broke out, and he would attack menacingly, which was quite dangerous.

That's why Gu Yanfei said that he was going to be unlucky.

Xiao Shi stood guard outside the elegant seat, his ears pricked up, as if there was a cat scratching in his heart, and he wanted to ask Duke Wei if he was in danger of his life.

However, Chu Yi and him were not of the same mind.

"The Duke of Wei has always been strong and strong. Now that he has reached the age where he knows his destiny, his skills are still as strong as before..." Chu Yi said thoughtfully. He had some vague guesses about the old illness mentioned by Gu Yanfei.

The sound of the silk and bamboo sounds turned sad and intense, with far-reaching meanings. When Gu Yanfei looked towards the stage again, he saw that the actress had left the stage again.

Although there were seven or eight actors on the stage, it had become a boring play for her.

Gu Yanfei thought of something and hurriedly flipped through the opera excerpts next to her. When she flipped through it, she realized that the next opera excerpt would be waiting for the actress to appear on the stage next time.

Not interesting!

Gu Yanfei yawned lazily, and heard another loud noise from below, as if someone bumped the door rudely.

A group of tall and mighty government officials hurriedly arrived and rushed into the lobby menacingly. They all had serious faces and looked like they were coming with bad intentions.

The atmosphere in the lobby suddenly became solemn.

The guests were all silent for fear of accidentally getting into trouble with the officials, and only the sound of silk, bamboo and chanting like a storm still floated in the air, like complaints and anger.

"Sir, the government official is here." Xiao Shi, who was standing guard at the door of the dining room, craned his neck to look around, and said enthusiastically, "I'll go take a look."

Before the words could be finished, Xiao Shi had already disappeared without a trace.

Seeing Gu Yanfei reading the opera excerpts, Chu Yi also leaned over to take a look. His half-bundled black hair fell to his chest, and his clear-cut chin outlined a slender and gentle arc.

A strand of hair from his temples inadvertently brushed against Gu Yanfei's creamy white cheek, gently and softly.

It's so itchy! Gu Yanfei subconsciously raised a finger to tease the strand of hair. The hair on the tentacle was cold and smooth, like a piece of fine silk.

"..." On Chu Yi's slender neck, the Adam's apple rolled up and down slightly, and met Gu Yanfei's eyes looking at him.

The two people's eyes met, and each other's faces were very close.

"Master!" When Xiao Shi came back, he saw this intimate scene, and his eyes widened.

My young master was teased?!

Xiao Shi was stunned, inexplicably feeling that he had disturbed something, and that he was superfluous.

The thought flashed past, and Xiao Shi kept talking about the situation next door with foaming at the mouth:

"Just now, the government officials in Jingzhao Mansion almost captured Murong Yong, but once Murong Yong revealed his identity as a fourth-grade guerrilla general, those officials did not dare to take him away. However, the officials did not leave."

After saying that, Xiao Shi left like a gust of wind, and after a while, he ran back again: "The doctor just checked the pulse of Duke Wei and gave him an injection to stop the bleeding."

This time, he received a comment from Gu Yanfei: "It's useless."

When Xiao Shi ran back from the next door for the third time, his eyes were almost shining, and he said with admiration: "Miss Gu, you are right, Duke Wei is still vomiting blood. He will vomit after getting a needle."

Xiao Shi made a fuss.

Gu Yanfei closed the playbook and murmured: "It's almost done."

"..." Xiao Shi didn't hear what she said clearly and blinked in confusion.

Gu Yanfei was about to stand up, but thought of something else. He quickly drank the last two sips of wine in the glass, and then stood up again. He stroked his robe with one hand and rolled up his sleeves with the other hand. He greeted Chu Yi with a smile and said, "Let's go."

Take a look."

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Chapter completed!