Du Suxi looked at Le Xiaoyou's leaving figure, shook her head, and sorted out her emotions. After looking around, he took a long breath and looked at everyone with serious faces before speaking.
"Please don't leak my identity to everyone present, because if it is revealed, you will most likely experience the disaster of extermination of your family, and Mo Shang Xiangfang will also be razed to the ground."
Du Suxi spoke calmly, without even the slightest commotion, and looked as usual. But it hit everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer. Tempering them.
"Sir, there are already many people in the front hall. I'm afraid there's no room to stand." Shen Qingyi walked in and felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, but couldn't tell, so she had to touch her nose awkwardly. Look at Du Suxi.
"What time is it now?"
"Youshi."
Du Suxi calculated the time in her mind. Youshi was probably between five and seven o'clock. I didn't expect it to be so late.
Nodding towards Shen Qingyi. Du Suxi looked at Zhong Lingxi.
"You go ahead, stay in good condition and don't be nervous." After that, he turned to Shen Qingyi and said.
"Shen Qingyi, blow out two-thirds of all the candles. When the performance officially starts, send someone to blow out all the candles and light the candles on the stage."
Originally, these things were all done by Le Xiaoyou, but Coke Xiaoyou suddenly left just now, and Du Suxi couldn't keep her mouth shut, so she had to leave it to Shen Qingyi. Fortunately, Shen Qingyi himself was a secret guard trained by Murong Fu, and he had the character of a soldier to obey orders. Although he felt that Du Suxi's instructions were unclear, Murong Fu had given him orders before leaving, and he would obey Du Suxi in everything. , so although he was full of doubts, he still didn't ask anything. Nod in agreement. He left directly with Zhong Lingxi.
"Let's all go and do our own thing. Our performance this time must be perfect! Do you understand?" Du Suxi looked at everyone expectantly. Seeing everyone nodding, he took a long breath. Looking at Qingzhuang who was no longer crying, he comforted her.
"Go wash your face and change your clothes. Since you are nervous, sit down in the audience and take a good look. Next time you go on stage, don't let this happen again!" Du Suxi said playfully, not blaming her at all. No, Qingzhuang felt moved again, and she couldn't help but cry again, but Du Suxi immediately stopped her.
"Stop crying, it doesn't look good if your eyes are swollen from crying. I don't like ugly women!"
"Miss! You..." Even though Qingzhuang was sad, she couldn't help but burst into tears and smiled after being comforted by Du Suxi so well. She curled her lips and looked at Du Suxi, as if she had remembered something, and then He frowned and looked at Du Suxi in embarrassment, then hesitantly said.
"But Miss, you have never practiced. Do you know how to..."
Du Suxi reached out and rubbed Qingzhuang's long hair. He directly knocked down a blast and responded disdainfully.
"Don't worry, who is your young lady? Even if she doesn't know how to do it, she still knows how to show off and show off. It's just a matter of showing off when the time comes. As for you, go wash your face quickly. Otherwise, let others look like this. When I saw it, I thought I saw a ghost.”
"Miss, please be careful."
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion." Du Suxi nodded. Smiling like a flower.
The white clothes were originally tailor-made for Qingzhuang, and they were even a little too big for Du Suxi. She looked increasingly thin.
Let your long hair down. Du Suxi flipped her hands, making her hair fluffy very deftly, and then used a comb to shave it backwards, making the originally smooth long hair look like a chicken coop. Then she combed it up and tied a bud on the back of her head. , put on a hat, put on makeup, and thought about it. Let's put down the mask. He covered his mouth and nose with a black gauze handkerchief, revealing only a pair of bright, charming and silent eyes.
The woman in the mirror is dressed in white, showing her beautiful figure, but her face is covered with a piece of black gauze, which is vaguely visible, giving her a mysterious feeling.
"Wow. Miss. You look so beautiful when dressed up. I originally thought that red would be suitable for you, miss. I didn't expect that you would look so good in white too."
Qingzhuang looked at Du Suxi standing in front of her. His eyes widened in surprise and he spoke in admiration.
Du Suxi smiled. He stretched out his hand and cut out a piece of black cloth about one meter long, and tied it around his neck as a tie, which made him look more chic. It complemented the black gauze on his face and perfectly blended together. Listening to Qingzhuang's praising voice, I just felt funny and blamed it softly.
"You girl, you're talking nonsense again. Okay, just because I let you go once doesn't mean I'll let you go a second time. Do you understand? Next time, if you still can't face yourself, in the future, maybe you will There is no chance, this world is cruel, if you don’t move forward, you are destined to be eliminated, you know?”
"I know, Miss." Qingzhuang's eyes dimmed, and she obviously heard what Du Suxi said. As for how much she could hear it, Du Suxi couldn't control it, so she could only sigh. , went with Qingzhuang.
The sound of the piano has been remembered softly, as if there is something but not at all, like a trickling stream, moistening things silently. Du Suxi glanced appreciatively at Zhong Lingxi, who was holding the guzheng and immersed in her own music, not caring about the audience. She nodded appreciatively. If Zhong Lingxi was given time, he might not be able to become the same mythical existence as Wei Qing.
I don’t know what is missing in the palace. Is it really related to Shen Mu? If it is really related to Shen Mu, who is he
When Du Suxi just came back, she asked Le Xiaoyou about Shen Mu, but she learned that Shen Mu had never come back, and even Xifeng suddenly disappeared without knowing when, and no trace could be found.
Presumably these two people came here for the lost things in the palace. Now that the things have been found, there is no need to keep them. Du Suxi smiled bitterly and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. Although she had never taken Shen Mu seriously, they had been getting along for a while. There was still some emotion, but I didn't expect that the two of them were just using themselves.
After putting away his random thoughts, Du Suxi calmed down and held the gorgeous but impractical long sword in his hand. The tip of the sword dragged on the ground. As Du Suxi walked slowly, there was a sound of tinkling. , it sounds very nice.
No one arrived first, but the sound reached everyone's ears. Everyone stared blankly at the source of the sound, guessing and expecting.
Even Zhong Lingxi, who was immersed in the sound of his piano, couldn't help but raise his head and look in the direction of Du Suxi. Watching Du Suxi walking towards him, he immediately felt relieved. The strings in his hands fluctuated faster and began to show the power of a majestic river.
Everyone present took a breath and looked at the beauty in white on the stage. There was a lot of discussion.
"Why, why is this woman so dressed up? But, why is she so beautiful?"
"Yes, it looks like a man, but those eyes, ah, no, are they going to go against the grain at Mo Shang Xiangfang? They can find all kinds of beauties, why can't I find them? One! It’s not fair!”
"They say that Moshang Xiangfang is a place of blessings for the immortal family. I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that I do."
"Ah, it's true. One of them is so delicate, and the other is so weird. But everyone is so beautiful. Oh, I can't stand it anymore."
"Yes, I was a little worried about the high admission fee, but now it seems that it should be so. I don't know what they are doing with so many mirrors here and it being so dark?"
"Yeah, I guess there must be something new. Last time it was the Starlight Ball, the last time it was Ghost Beauty, the last time it was Mask Night, my God, how did they come up with these."
"What's this? I heard that the clothes here are all made by Jinxiufang. My wife is crying and making a fuss and has to go to Jinxiufang to order clothes. How can this yellow-faced woman of mine be dressed? But It’s just ruining the clothes!”
Everyone is talking
There was a lot of discussion. But his eyes never left the two people on the stage. A pair of eyes that refused to blink, as if the beauty in front of her would disappear if she blinked.
Listening to the surging sound of the piano, Du Suxi gradually raised her sword and began to dance gently. Her waist is soft. The sword danced in her hand, creating sword flowers one after another, attracting everyone's attention.
Shen Qingyi stood in the corner, looking at the swinging figures on the stage, taking a deep breath and sighing in her heart.
"Sure enough, people are comparing themselves to each other, it's so annoying." How could this Mr. Du have so many things? To come up with such a seductive performance, is there really nothing in the world that he can't do? "Shen Qingyi, who was lamenting the injustice of God with great interest, suddenly frowned, his face suddenly turned cold and serious, he looked in the corner and shouted. "Who is it? "
"It's me, Le Xiaoyou, why are you so loud?" Le Xiaoyou changed his clothes, his eyes were red and swollen, it was obvious that he had cried.
"Why are you crying? Someone is bullying you?" Shen Qingyi frowned in confusion and looked at Le Xiaoyou in confusion.
Le Xiaoyou looked stunned, and a hint of loneliness seemed to flash across his calm face. He lowered his head and looked at the uppers of his shoes. "This is my own private matter."
"Oh." Shen Qingyi closed her mouth knowingly, gave up a seat on the bench under her butt, and greeted Le Xiaoyou. "You're here to see the show too, right? Come on, I'll give you a seat, and you can sit next to me."
"..." Le Xiaoyou forced a smile and his eyes fell on Du Suxi who was dancing on the stage.
I saw Du Suxi holding the sword in her hand, swinging her waist back in an incredible arc, and after waving a string of gorgeous sword flowers, she stood up again, stroking the sword with her white hands, her eyes gentle, as if looking towards One's own beloved.
Looking at this scene, Le Xiaoyou's heart couldn't help but beat violently. Looking at Du Suxi's dashing figure, he couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
Even though he knew she was a woman, why didn't his heart beat against his own? Knowing that this is a moth chasing a flame? Why are you still so willing? How stupid am I to be so trapped in it that I can’t extricate myself? How stupid are you
Feeling a slight sting in his heart, Le Xiaoyou forced himself to look away and stopped looking at Du Suxi's dancing aunt. Instead, he turned around, looked at Shen Qingyi and said.
"It's almost time. Let's put out all the candles in this hall."
After she said that, she turned around and left.
Le Xiaoyou feels that he hates himself like this now. What are you kidding about? Although he had given up, he still couldn't help but run out and help her.
Shen Qingyi looked at the departing figure, and for some reason, she always felt that that figure was a little lonely and sad. He couldn't help shouting.
"Mrs. Le. You might as well stay here. I'm a rough old man and I don't know how to do this. It's always good to have you here."
Le Xiaoyou turned around slowly, his eyes were slightly red, and he shook his head slightly.
"No, there's nothing going on here anymore. I just went to another place to do things for the young master."
"Oh, that's it, then be careful." After saying that, Shen Qingyi thought of something again and hurriedly took a small lantern placed aside, took out the fire stick and lit it, and then caught up with Le Xiaoyou in three or two steps. Stepping forward, he thrust the lantern in his hand into her arms. Feeling a little embarrassed, he scratched his head, looked at Le Xiaoyou's gaze towards him, and explained awkwardly.
"When there is no light, it will be a little dark. If you hold this, you will at least be able to walk better."
Le Xiaoyou looked at him quietly, with a smile on his lips, and nodded towards Shen Qingyi. "Thanks."
Shen Qingyi also smiled. "You're welcome. Look, you look much better when you smile than when you don't smile. You should smile more in the future."
"..." A faint blush flashed across Le Xiaoyou's face, holding the lamp but saying nothing. left.
(End of chapter)