The Hua Dan's singing voice is melodious and soft, and she really has a good voice. You can see how much amorous feelings are reflected in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and you can also see the style of his body.
The sound of the drama continued, making the whole place in the deep palace lively.
But there was a concubine down there who didn't like this, so she covered her mouth with a veil and yawned.
Ruan Yuyi saw that the actress looked familiar, so she chatted with Concubine Shu, "Sister, is the actress above a man?"
The warm air penetrated into Concubine Shu's ears, making her feel a little itchy. She tilted her head and said, "How do you know, sister? This is the first time I have heard this play, but I heard that the opera troupe that often comes to the palace is really good.
There is a man who looks like a beautiful woman."
In fact, Concubine Shu only entered the palace a few months earlier than Ruan Yuyi. Fortunately, there were many lively people around her, and she was in charge of the six palaces, so she still heard about these trivial matters.
When the Queen Mother was still a queen, the palace often invited this troupe to come. Because this troupe was appreciated by the heavenly family, it was also famous among the people.
She shook her head, "I've just heard his plays before." She didn't know what her family's situation was like. She didn't go to farm and join the army, but she came to learn plays.
Speaking of which, Jiang Huaiyang once said that it would be very easy to want to listen to a play in the future. She had hoped that he would sit with her and listen to this music together, but now that she thought about it, it was ridiculous.
After three or four performances, the warm sun was obscured by clouds, and the theater became overcast and a little colder.
The Queen Mother said that she was old and could not bear the wind, so she took her nanny with her back to the palace. In fact, all the concubines present knew very well that the Queen Mother was here to listen to the play this time. She had clearly had enough.
The shelf, the heart feels happy, and then leaves.
Bai Zhiqi felt that she was not welcome here and followed the Queen Mother away.
The wind was still blowing, blowing the curtains arranged on the stage.
Among the concubines, few of them were happy to listen to the play. They only felt the noise of babbling. In addition, they were performing their filial piety in front of the Queen Mother, so when the Queen Mother left, there was no need to stay, so they dispersed in twos and threes.
Ruan Yuyi watched carefully, her eyes as bright as paint. Following the joys and sorrows that were unfolding above, she suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, and sometimes frowned.
Concubine Shu was short of clothes and felt cold now, so she couldn't help stroking her hands.
She was about to talk to Concubine Shu when she noticed her little movements and advised her, "If sister is cold, just go back first. I will stay here for a while and then go back."
Concubine Shu really couldn't stay any longer, but just because she was afraid of disturbing her interest, she kept accompanying her. After hearing what she said, she also nodded, "Sister, please don't sit for too long. The wind is very strong. Be careful."
It’s cold.”
She was startled, smiled slightly, and nodded in agreement.
She saw the real worry in Shu Fei's eyes, her heart warmed, and her mood became much brighter. The previous conflicts naturally disappeared.
She kept looking at Concubine Shu's back as she slowly left. She didn't look back until she was far away.
At this time, almost everyone had left, leaving only Ruan Yuyi and Mu Xiang. The audience suddenly became deserted. However, the people on the stage seemed to be unaware and continued to sing as usual.
Every movement and silence made it seem even more lonely.
After the song was sung, the actors above bowed together and stepped aside.
She was happy to see it and felt that it was not easy for them, so she asked Mu Xiang to go behind the stage and reward some broken silver. When she left, she did not bring this much silver with her. Mu Xiang came to report it, saying that it was unevenly divided.
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She thought for a moment, "I'll give you the jade pendant you're wearing first. When you get back, you can go to my place and choose another one." She remembered that she was a palace concubine, so she took off the jade pendant from her body and showed it to her.
inappropriate.
"Yes." Muxiang responded with a smile.
Just as he was thinking about this moment, a group of crowned young men came up from behind, with slender figures and handsome faces.
After reaching a suitable distance, he stopped walking and bowed politely, "I have won the favor of the queen, and I see that the queen has been sitting under the stage. I admire you very much, so I come to thank you."
He has half-undressed black hair like a waterfall, white face and red lips. He is stunningly beautiful, and his demeanor has the tenderness of a woman without losing the elegance of a scholar.
He lowered his head and became a little nervous after not hearing Ruan Jieyu's words for a long time.
Ruan Yuyi glanced at the oil paint that had not been removed from his temples, hesitated for a long time, and then said, "Young Master's side is still stained-" She nodded her temples to indicate.
He was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to touch, and indeed touched something sticky. He smiled sheepishly and said, "I came in a hurry, so it's okay."
She sincerely admired him, "Young Master, is he the one who plays the role of a coquette? He is such an amazing skill, I wonder how many years it will take to do it."
"I have been practicing with my master since I was a child." His voice was much softer than that of ordinary men. "It's just because my family is poor..." He suddenly thought of something and stopped talking.
She didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she ordered Mu Xiang to reward the jade pendant.
He repeatedly refused, "I can't stand such a valuable thing."
After several pushes, I finally accepted it and thanked the favor. "Will the queen come back next time? I'm arranging a new song, and I thought it would be nice if I could sing it and listen to it with the ladies next time."
"Then I'll wait." She said warmly.
He gave his name, "Little man Xuanrao."
She hummed, knowing that this was not his real name. It was probably given by his master who taught him after he entered the industry.
The breeze held up her dress, floating like a veil on the branches. Because she didn't like to use hair oil, there were always some strands of hair scattered around her temples. She tucked the strands back and made her face look even more beautiful against the hibiscus.
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Xuanrao was startled, almost fascinated by the sight. He secretly thought to himself that only in this palace could the palace look like this, and all of them looked so beautiful.
While chatting, Mu Xiang suddenly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, Jin An."
Ruan Yuyi's hands that were shrunk in her sleeves froze, she took a breath, then turned around and saluted, "Your Majesty."
Xuanrao was startled and quickly knelt down to salute.
Jiang Huaiyang's expression was worried, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at her not far away. He had neglected it, this little lady was used to seducing people. He took her hand affectionately and squeezed his fingertips between her fingers.
Although she was afraid of the cold, because her hands had been hidden, they were warm now. Instead, she was shocked by the coolness of his hands.
"Is it cold?" he said to her in a low voice.
She just shook her head, and heard him sigh softly, and then said, "Speak."
Only then did she say, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. It's still bearable. It's just winter now, so I've put on too thick clothes. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it next time."
He talked to her quietly as if there was no one else around, "When it's cold, put on more clothes and use your sleeves. Will the coal fire in the palace miss you, Luo Mei Xuan? Ling Ling doesn't need to think about it like this."
The wind ruffled her hair again.
He put his hand behind her ear, and his fingertips scratched the delicate skin of her ear, making her tremble.
He seemed to have noticed Xuanrao on the side, and asked coldly, "Who are you?" Not to mention foreigners in the palace, generally even the royal family could not enter, but looking at the stage, it is not difficult to guess that Qingyuan
identity of.
It's hard to say that he didn't mean to poke someone's pain by asking this question.