"Miss Caiyun is so complimentary..." Mother slowly moved over, put her hand on Mei Huan's shoulder, hugged Mei Huan in her arms, and moved the topic away smoothly: "Should Miss Caiyun go see me?"
Are you a guest?"
"Miss Caiyun, you gentlemen have been waiting for a long time." As soon as he finished speaking, the voice from outside also sounded.
Caiyun smiled tenderly, saluted again, said "no", then walked out with the maid with light steps.
Xi'er has been sitting on the couch, not caring that she is being ignored. Instead, she looks at Mei Huan's little face that is red from nervousness or excitement from time to time. She wants to rush over and squeeze it hard. When she sees her turning her head to look at her,
He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and make a face at her. Who would have expected that she would get a sneer and an angry glare in return.
I couldn't help but laugh, it was really funny that such a little kid would have such reactions.
"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, let's go to Yuanyang Pavilion together." Mother took Mei Huan's hand and waved to Xi'er. Xi'er walked slowly over and let her hold her big hand.
The other ladies also found their respective ladies, held hands and walked out together.
Yuanyang Pavilion is a water pavilion built on the water specifically for watching operas and listening to music. There is only one hall in the pavilion. A very wide screen is placed in the hall to divide the hall into the front and back. In the front are the men listening to the opera.
In the back, there are these female relatives watching and listening to the opera.
Of course, Miss Caiyun couldn't be like those actors and perform those performances here. She performed in the water-playing pavilion about ten meters opposite Yuanyang Pavilion. The six sides of the water-playing pavilion were hung with white gauze. Girl Caiyun
Sit there while playing the piano. Occasionally, cigarette smoke floats gently, adding to the elegant atmosphere.
The two men who were driving her carriage stood guard at the side of the pavilion, and the two maids stood below the men, one holding a tea tray, the other holding snacks...
It’s such a big shelf, but it’s also really creative and well packaged.
The sound of the piano suddenly sounded, as sonorous as a blade, piercing the sky, suppressing all the noisy sounds. Everyone listened attentively, some with their eyes slightly closed and savoring, some with their eyes wide open and forgetting to close them, or some with their mouths wide open.
, seems to have forgotten to breathe... The sound of the piano slows down, gurgling like water, flowing slowly, like moonlight, bringing peace, cleansing the mind, and making people intoxicated...