"Young Master." Seeing that Hei Si never came out, the two young followers standing guard outside could only run into the house and remind him: "It's time to go on night patrol."
Hei Si didn't speak, only nodded slightly, looking like a young man.
Nangong Baiye stared at these little bald heads, and suddenly laughed as if he thought of something...
The night outside the window is getting darker and darker, and the show girls are all practicing painstakingly for tomorrow's talents.
Liang Yuanyuan, who was born in the General's Mansion, is not very good at playing musical instruments. The only thing she knows how to do is sword dancing, so she puts in more effort than the average show girl.
But I don't know why.
Suddenly, I felt that my waist was so sore no matter how bent I was. The sweat on my forehead was sticky and uncomfortable, and I felt a little inexplicable panic. I was jumping hard but couldn't jump away, as if there was a big bubble in my chest.
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She put away her sword, picked up the teapot and poured herself a cup of hot water. After drinking it, she felt a little better.
Just when she was about to lift the sword and dance again, there was a sudden noise outside.
At first, she thought she heard wrong.
But the sound became louder and louder.
Knock...knock...buckle...
It seemed like someone was knocking on the door.
Strange?
Who could it be at this late hour?
Liang Yuanyuan wrinkled her eyebrows.
The maid serving her couldn't stand it for a long time and was taking a nap beside her, her head nodding off.
Liang Yuanyuan pushed her, but she didn't wake up when she saw anyone, and she didn't bother to open the door. After all, it was winter, and no one wanted to suffer that.
But the knocking at the door didn't stop, and the person who knocked...knocked... felt a little irritated.
Liang Yuanyuan pinched the back of the maid's hand hard and cursed: "You little bitch, hurry up and open the door!"
The maid seemed to have no feeling, still nodding her head and snoring.
With no other choice, Liang Yuanyuan had no choice but to open the door by herself. She pushed the door open at once, and the cold wind blew in and hit her in the face.
The strange thing is that there is no one outside the door. It is a dark hole with nothing but white snow.
Liang Yuanyuan frowned again. She heard clearly just now that someone was knocking on the door... Why was it empty and no one was there?
While she was wondering, suddenly the snow on the trees melted and fell in front of her, making a knocking sound.
It turned out to be the sound of melting snow.
Liang Yuanyuan shook her head, closed the door, and locked it. She felt a little sleepy, so she stopped practicing sword practice, blew out the oil lamp, and lay down in the warm quilt, not caring whether the maid was cold or not.
The knocking sounds outside seemed to have suddenly disappeared. The surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that only the faintest breathing could be heard.
But it was because of this silence that Liang Yuanyuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep soundly no matter what. She had just sweated, and her back was still wet. A cold air ran down her spine, as if something was attached to her body.
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Liang Yuanyuan shuddered, pulled the quilt closer, and then fell into a deep sleep...
In the dream, there are many children's voices: "Shadow ghost, Yin and Yang road, don't look back, Qingming hanging, go to the grave..."
"call!"
Liang Yuanyuan was woken up all of a sudden, her white forehead was covered with sweat, she looked sideways at the outside, it was already dawn, and a few sparrows were chirping happily.
The maid serving her held hot water in her hand and said with a smile: "Miss, you're awake. Come and wash up quickly. The nuns from the palace will be here soon."
Liang Yuanyuan didn't sleep well, so her mood naturally became violent. Without thinking, she slapped the maid hard on the face: "What happened to you yesterday?!"
Liang Yuanyuan had learned martial arts, so this slap was definitely not light. The corners of the maid's mouth were broken due to the slap, and she looked at her with red eyes: "Miss..."
"Hmph!" Liang Yuanyuan pushed the person away and said angrily: "I can't wake you up no matter what, our Liang family spent money to buy you in, so that you can eat for free?"
Hearing this, a look of confusion appeared on the maid's face: "Miss, you were the one who went to bed first yesterday. I have been keeping watch in front of you. I was afraid that you would be cold and even added a few extra pieces of charcoal to the heater."
"How dare you lie and sophistry, you little bitch!" Liang Yuanyuan scolded her with a red face. Just as she was about to reach out and teach her a lesson, the voice of the old woman's call came from outside the door.
"This time, I will spare you first!" After Liang Yuanyuan said that, she immediately changed her face, raised a bright smile, and walked out of the door...
After dressing up carefully, the beautiful ladies followed the old woman to the concubine selection hall and sat down in their seats one by one.
This time, the emperor came very early, and sitting on both sides of him were His Highness the Third and His Highness the Seventh, the most outstanding among the princes.
Bei Mingxun was covered in expensive white fox fur and wore brocade clothes of the same color underneath. He was holding a cup of tea on his slender fingers. The aroma of hot tea lingered on his already gentle face, making him look even more dreamy.
His brows were narrowed, and his eyes became more and more dark, making him even more handsome!
Compared with him, His Highness the Seventh Prince, who is famous all over the world, seems to be a bit colder. He wears a legendary silver mask on his face, which is a bit like a Persian mask. A pair of narrow eyes are exposed, looking calm and calm.
It is an ancient well, deep and quiet, introverted and mysterious. If you look carefully, there is a trace of gold... He wears black gloves on his hands, and his thin lips are raised elegantly. He is obviously sitting among the crowd, but it makes people...
I feel that he is isolated from the world and can never be approached.
Some of the show girls stared at them with eyes wide open, but they didn't dare to look directly at the two people. They just put on shy pretty faces and covered their beating hearts, thinking that they would have to show off themselves well later!
The two people were sitting calmly, one was black and the other was white, one was warm and the other was cold. Both in terms of their courage and appearance, they all suppressed the other princes.
The emperor seemed to be very satisfied with the results created by his two sons. With a smile on his face, he ordered Eunuch Sun: "Let's get started."
The show girls all did a good job, playing the harp and singing, but except for Liang Yuanyuan's sword dance, which left a slight impression on people, the rest were nothing special.
The ministers became more and more bored as they watched, and the princes naturally found it even more boring. It was not until Eunuch Sun thought about Nangong Rui'er that everyone cheered up again...
Nangong Rui'er pretended to smile shyly, raised her hand, and a jar of incense poured on the ground.
She danced her elegant body, and with every step she took, the long skirt draped over her body would absorb the ink on the ground. Her long sleeves curled up, as misty as mist, and the fragrance overflowed.
The plain white dress was also stained with the ink. Looking at the ground, I don’t know when a large-tailed colorful butterfly flying gracefully was painted!
"It's so beautiful!" The ministers couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration.
Even the emperor nodded with a smile.
Beiming Liancheng didn't even raise his eyelids, he leaned back, his cold handsome face showing no change at all.
The emperor was speechless and ordered the people around him: "Next."
Eunuch Sun cleared his throat and shouted: "Nangong Baiye!"
No movement——
Even her seat is empty!
Nangong Rui'er raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes filled with poisonous intent. That bitch must have no courage to come, ha...
Eunuch Sun frowned, moved his lips, and was about to report.
Sudden……
A message to readers: I have finished writing this chapter a long time ago. It was originally 3,000 words, but I really didn’t like it, so I revised and revised it. Until now, I have deleted 900 words, which is embarrassing. However, I have added more recently.
More, don’t be slow anymore, haha, I’ll hug you and have a bite, please tell me I’m being forced to do so, I always want to delete and revise my articles...