"Master Zhao hasn't been here for a while. Xiang'er talks about you every day."
The man called Mr. Zhao waved his folding fan and said, "I am not here for Xiang'er Qing'er today. I heard that Miss Yanyun is back?"
Qian's mother from Hongyan Pavilion smiled meaningfully: "Mr. Zhao is so well-informed. Miss Yanyun is indeed back."
Mr. Zhao's eyes lit up, and his weak body, which had been drained too much, suddenly felt energetic again.
"Let me in quickly, otherwise I won't even be able to get a good seat."
Song Jiuxi walked in openly from the entrance of Hongyan Pavilion. Qian's mother had never seen her, but when she saw her cold demeanor, she couldn't help but wonder whose noble son she was.
Song Jiuxi held a jade-handled folding fan in her right hand, with a line of elegant poems written on the fan. Her long hair was tied with a jade crown, and she was also wearing a light blue men's gown.
She reached out and put a money bag in Mother Qian's hand. Mother Qian shook it, but her expression did not change.
I want to see Miss Yanyun, but one hundred taels is not enough.
The people gathered in Hongyan Pavilion today were all prominent people, and these people were very generous in their efforts for Miss Yanyun.
As soon as Song Jiuxi entered, she understood what Qian's mother meant when she looked at her just now.
With the one hundred taels she paid, she could only stand at the very back of the hall, separated from the high platform in front by countless people.
"Miss Yanyun hasn't appeared in two years, right? Has she recovered physically?"
"It must be better. She was in poor health two years ago. I don't know how many men in the capital were worried about her."
"No, I heard that King Duan is here today too..."
"Not only Prince Duan, I seemed to have seen Guard Yu next to the Crown Prince just now..."
People around him kept talking, but when they talked about the royal family, they subconsciously lowered their voices and said half of it and left the other half.
Song Jiuxi looked towards the private room on the second floor. There were ten rooms in a row on the second floor, all of which were full of people.
With one hundred taels of silver, she could only stand at the end of the hall, so who could sit in the box on the second floor?
Prince Duan, the prince, the royal family and nobles...
This Yanyun actually has such great abilities.
Song Jiuxi turned her head and asked the man next to her: "Brother, I heard that Miss Yanyun is the most beautiful woman in the capital, right? I only came to the capital last year to do business. Brother, I haven't seen Miss Yanyun yet."
The man next to her looked at her like a country bumpkin and said: "Of course Miss Yanyun is the most beautiful woman in the capital, but I have never seen her. Miss Yanyun is not something anyone can meet, only those above can
See Miss Yanyun."
As he spoke, the man pointed upward.
Song Jiuxi's eyes were dark, and she glanced solemnly at the box on the second floor.
"Come on, come on, Miss Yanyun is here."
Some people exclaimed, and more people exclaimed.
"Miss Yanyun."
"Miss Yanyun."
…
Song Jiuxi looked at the stairs leading to the hall on the second floor. Standing in front of the stairs was a slim and graceful woman.
The woman is tall and well-proportioned. She is covered with a smoky blue tulle and a red shirt underneath. She walks up and down the stairs with bare feet, as if she is stepping on the apex of a person's heart step by step.
Her face was covered with half a layer of white gauze, revealing a pair of captivating eyes.
Because I can't see clearly, this fascinating scene is even more hazy and graceful.
Song Jiuxi didn't expect that the leader of the Hongying secret guards would be such a woman.
Yanyun walked down the stairs and stood on the high platform.
At this time, all the windows of the private room on the second floor were open, but half of them were covered by bead curtains, so it was impossible to see the people inside clearly.
Yanyun bent down and saluted everyone, and her every move was graceful and tactful. She said: "Yanyun has been seeking medical treatment abroad for the past two years and has only come back during this time. In order to express her apology, Yanyun hereby performs a dance."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place became excited.
Immediately after the sound of the guzheng sounded, Yanyun cast his eyes downward ambiguously, and his body began to move in accordance with the music.
After watching the dance of smoke and clouds, Song Jiuxi realized why the smoke and clouds could dance around the capital.
When Yanyun dances, she is like a spirit that sucks people's soul. It is breathtaking and makes people want to occupy her and destroy her.
It wasn't until the dance music stopped that Song Jiuxi came back to her senses.
Yanyun finished her dance and went upstairs again. Only then did the people in the audience wake up.
"Miss Yanyun, Miss Yanyun, don't leave!"
Yanyun didn't even look back, and the figure disappeared behind the corridor on the second floor.
Everyone in the audience went crazy and wanted to catch up obsessively, but the people arranged by Mother Qian stopped them all.
No one can rush to the second floor to see the smoke.
She came out to dance this song tonight as if to prove that her charm is still there and to make people in the capital continue to be obsessed with her.
Seeing so many people chanting Yanyun's name hoarsely, Song Jiuxi knew she had achieved her goal.
Song Jiuxi left Hongyan Pavilion and turned to the dark alley behind Hongyan Pavilion. Then she used Qinggong to climb up the wall to the second floor of Hongyan Pavilion and found the window of the room where Yanyun was.
"Girl, His Highness Prince Duan invites you."
Yanyun in the room asked in surprise: "Only Prince Duan?"
"There are also the young prince of Yongweihou Mansion, the third young master of Yanguo Duke Mansion, and the eldest son of Kangpinghou Mansion..."
"I know, you can go down."
The door opened and then closed again.
Song Jiuxi was about to open the window and go in, when suddenly a sharp weapon came out through the window and hit her between the eyebrows.
Song Jiuxi suddenly turned sideways and reached out to grab it.
It turned out to be a gold hairpin.
Song Jiuxi climbed through the window and went in. Yanyun in the room was looking at her coldly.
"Who is your Excellency?"
Song Jiuxi waved her hand and returned the gold hairpin. Yanyun opened her eyes wide and mobilized all her inner strength to avoid it.
Yanyun looked at Song Jiuxi in shock. This man's martial arts was higher than hers, and he almost forced her to avoid the move just now.
Yanyun's face darkened and she looked at Song Jiuxi warily.
"What do you want, Your Excellency?"
"Miss Yanyun, the most beautiful woman in the capital, danced in the capital seven years ago. Since then, she has been under the skirt of countless ministers." Song Jiuxi said, "Am I right? Fu Chenyun."
Yanyun's expression changed and she was shocked: "Who are you?!"
Song Jiuxi suddenly appeared behind her, and his palm turned into a blade and slashed directly at the back of her neck. Yanyun gritted his teeth and stepped away quickly.
Song Jiuxi didn't give her a chance to fight back at all. He moved one move after another, forcing her to use all her abilities.
After Song Jiuxi finished testing, he stopped with satisfaction.
Yanyun was beaten so hard that she couldn't fight back. She covered her shoulders and refused to give in. How could there be such a strong person in the capital?
She checked all the people in the capital, but couldn't find anyone who matched the person in front of her.
She gritted her teeth and wanted to fight again, but suddenly Song Jiuxi took out a token and raised it in front of her eyes.
The word "Hongying" stung her eyes.
She knelt down suddenly, lowered her head with red eyes, and said respectfully: "Master."