Annoyance flashed across Yan Ling's face, and with a little force, she pushed Yun Biqing out. Yan Ling used so much strength that she couldn't even hold her up, and the two of them fell to the ground together, moaning in pain.
"Miss, how are you?" Yan Ou knelt down and saw that Su Dai's fingers, which were originally as white as jade, had become red and swollen after being stepped hard by Yun Biqing, and she felt a terrible pain.
Su Dai shook her head, picked up Qin, and said, "I don't know if it can be repaired."
"Bold slave! How dare you push me!" Yun Biqing looked angry and had a fierce look in her eyes, as if she wanted to swallow Yan Ling alive.
Yan Ling glanced at Yun Biqing with her round eyes, and her heart was naturally angry. If she hadn't been worried about Su Dai, she would have given Yun Biqing a lesson without mercy.
At this time, Su Dai had already put down the piano and looked directly at Yun Biqing, with unusual indifference in her eyes: "Yun Biqing, it seems that you and I are completely in love."
Yun Biqing was so shocked by her eyes that she took a step back. Then, Yun Biqing raised her head and said arrogantly: "I just don't like you. You are a bit pretty. I tell you, don't be too beautiful."
Be proud, whoever makes it to the end will definitely win."
"A smart woman would not make such a fuss." Su Dai smiled softly, with a seductive flavor, "If I were you, I wouldn't waste such time."
Yun Biqing's cheeks turned slightly red. When Su Dai said this, she naturally felt that she was too impulsive. If this matter spread, others would only think that she was arrogant and unreasonable.
"Su Dai, you must remember that one day, I will drive you out of the palace." Yun Biqing's eyes flashed with a strong possessiveness, which was her possessiveness for Wen Yimo!
Su Dai was startled that Yun Biqing actually said this sentence. She was just startled for a moment before she laughed again: "That would be the best."
The two women looked at each other, and sparks seemed to burst out in the air.
Ruyi Building.
Everyone in Kyoto knows that Ruyi Tower was built very early. It is magnificent, noble and elegant, and every object is valuable. It was a symbol of status at that time.
In Kyoto, anyone with a fifth rank of official rank can easily enter. Scholars and scholars can naturally enter as long as they have a certain reputation. However, businessmen have always been humble in ancient times. If they are not rich, they can't even think of occupying a seat in the capital.
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In fact, Ruyi Building is not big. The ten tables facing the stage on the first floor are almost the same as in an ordinary theater. But once you get to the second floor, that is where the Ruyi Building becomes exquisite. The second floor is divided into many rooms. The furniture here is made of wood.
Doors, windows, and wooden screens are mostly made of rosewood with fine and smooth texture. After being scraped and polished, the surface of rosewood is as shiny as a mirror. It feels smooth and cool to the touch, and you can feel it visually and tactilely.
Deep and subtle beauty.
On the second floor, only the royal family and nobles reserved a private room. Once a businessman wanted to spend tens of thousands of taels of gold to go up to the second floor, but he was kicked out of the Ruyi Building.
At this time, a play was being sung on the stage. The swordsman was very skilled and did some somersaults on the stage, which attracted a lot of applause.
In a box on the second floor, a pair of brown eyes were staring at the stage below, singing along with him from time to time.
Wen Yimo took away the lid of the tea cup and said casually: "What's wrong with you today? You're not smart anymore? You don't know how to add tea?"
Then, a jade hand picked up the teapot from the stove and filled the tea cup with hot water. The voice was gentle and pleasant: "It turns out that the prince likes to drink Pu'er."
The sound of gongs and drums was ringing on the stage. Wen Yimo turned around and looked over. The maid in the box had disappeared. There was only a woman standing on the other side of the table. She put the teapot back into the stove and smiled slightly: "My lord, I know
The prince likes to come to Ruyi Tower to listen to plays, so he made a special trip here."
"Oh?" Wen Yimo was wearing regular clothes today. The clothes were made of fine white silk, embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns, which complemented the mutton-fat jade hosta on his head. He stared at Sheng Feifei and said: "
I wonder when Miss Sheng came to see me?"
Sheng Feifei sat down, straightening her waist, and said softly: "My daughter will get married soon."
Wen Yimo's hand paused, but the expression on his face remained unchanged: "Yes, you will be the Crown Princess soon."
"Take me away." Sheng Feifei lowered her voice, "I don't want to marry him."
"Were the assassins at Huafang sent by Prime Minister Sheng?" Wen Yimo lowered his eyes, "If we leave, the world will not be able to tolerate us."
"Yes, father is threatening your life. If I marry the prince, the Sheng family will have nothing to worry about in the future. But he doesn't care about my happiness at all. I don't even have the right to choose." Sheng Feifei's eyelashes curled up.
Bright shadows were cast under the eyes, and there was a touch of sadness on the flower-like face.
"Miss Sheng, you have to take the overall situation into consideration. I have never thought of marrying you. Miss Sheng, there is no need to feel sad. Marrying the prince is a good thing. If the prince ascends the throne, then you will also be the queen."
Sheng Feifei hated hearing him call her Miss Sheng. It seemed that they were not familiar with each other. She looked dark and laughed at herself: "Crown Princess? Queen? I don't care about these."
In the side room, exotic agarwood was smoked, and the smoke curled up in the gaps of the gilt-twig incense burner. The smoke lingered, but in the end, it still disappeared. Sheng Feifei felt desolate in her heart. After a few days,
She was about to get married, and she and Wen Yimo would never have anything to do with each other.
"But this is also your fate." Wen Yimo said, "I also have my own destiny. It is naturally not good for Miss Sheng to come to Ruyi Tower this time. If Miss Sheng comes here in the future, she will be with the prince."
There were tears in Sheng Feifei's eyes, and the crystal tears rolled in her eyes: "Even if I die, I will not marry him."
Wen Yimo frowned slightly, and his beautiful eyebrows knitted together: "What are you talking about, Miss Sheng? There is hope when people are alive, but it is painful when they die."
Just at this time, the play had finished and there was applause downstairs. Wen Yimo stood up and said again: "It's better to live than to die, Miss Sheng. When you die, everything is lost."
His footsteps were very light, and he walked to the door in a blink of an eye. When he was about to open the door, Sheng Feifei's eyes showed a trace of determination: "Your Majesty, I will live well, and I will not let anyone hurt you in the slightest."
Wen Yimo's facial features were handsome, and there was a carefree smile on his face: "Really?"
After saying that, he pushed the door open and walked out, leaving Sheng Feifei alone in the side room.
When Wen Yimo came out of Ruyi Building, the sun poured down on him, but his whole body was cold. No matter how warm the sun was, it could not warm his heart and lungs.
He is alive, but he only lives for revenge.
The streets were very lively with people coming and going.
Su Dai held Qin in her arms and looked around. This was indeed Kyoto, and there were interesting things everywhere.
Suddenly, she stopped, turned around quickly, and muttered: "How could I be so unlucky that I met him by accident?"
"Wouldn't it be nice to meet this king?"
When Su Dai heard the sound, she felt a cold wind blowing towards her. She didn't bother to turn around, but Wen Yimo had already walked up to her, looked at Qin in her arms, and asked: "How come there is
Yaxing comes out to play the piano."
"Your Majesty, the strings of the piano broke a few days ago and had to be repaired. I just brought the piano back today."
Wen Yimo responded lightly and glanced at her: "I didn't hear you playing the piano at Huafang that day, so why not play it today."
Naturally, Su Dai had no such interest. She hugged the piano tightly and said, "Your Majesty praised me, I don't want to play."
"It seems that you don't want to play it to me." Wen Yimo frowned slightly, "You are really good-tempered."
"Your Majesty is really smart." As soon as she finished speaking, Su Dai walked around Wen Yimo and planned to go back by herself.
Where can Wen Yimo rely on? It seems that Su Dai is becoming more and more arrogant. If she doesn't give her some color, I'm afraid she will become even more arrogant in the future. He stepped forward and took Su Dai's hand. Su Dai lowered her eyes slightly, but
He threw him away and kicked him to the ground with his right foot.
Wen Yimo was dressed elegantly and fell to the ground in such a state of embarrassment, attracting a lot of attention. Wen Yimo saw that Su Dai's movements just now were as smooth as water. It seemed that she had some martial arts foundation. He raised half of himself with his hands.
She turned around and laughed: "It seems that people from the General's Mansion are good at martial arts."
"I'm telling you, don't touch me again." Su Dai snorted, then turned and left.
That day at Huafang, Wen Yujian and Brother Zhu knew martial arts, and only Wen Yimo and Yun Biqing were hiding aside. Su Dai was also testing Wen Yimo. If Wen Yimo really knew martial arts, he would be treated like this on the street.
A big shame will never happen without taking action.
But at this time, Wen Yimo was still indifferent, which made Su Dai even more convinced that Wen Yimo really didn't know martial arts.
She had only taken two steps, but she felt something brushing past her ear. Then, she felt the piano in her arms being pulled away. She was shocked and looked over. A woman in red stood there.
On a roof, there was a soft whip in one hand, and her piano in the other.
"Who are you?! Give me my piano back!" Su Dai shouted.
The skirt of the woman in red was fluttering. She glanced at Su Dai and said, "Want it? Then follow me."
After saying that, the woman in red jumped on her toes and jumped to another roof.
Su Dai gritted her teeth, who was that? Without thinking, she chased after him.
Only then did Wen Yimo stand up and dust himself off, his thin lips showing an evil smile.
The woman in red was very fast, like a flying swallow. Su Dai almost lost her several times, but sometimes the woman in red would stop, and when she saw Su Dai catching up, she would continue to jump to other rooftops.
Su Dai naturally noticed it. It was more like leading her to a place. She did not hesitate and quickly chased after him.