The three people sitting in the gazebo are none other than Tang Manqing, Shui'er, and Gu Zhenyuan.
Linglong Villa is a man's paradise, and few women will come here. This time Tang Manqing came here not for pleasure, but to find Sister Hong, but she is a woman after all, and Princess Yanluo. , had to disguise himself as a man.
Shui'er can't understand the beautifully dressed maids at Fengyue, and even less the men who come here to look for flowers and ask willows.
but.
Tang Manqing didn't care.
In her mind, as long as she doesn't steal, rob, abduct, or cheat, and earn money based on her own abilities, there is no distinction between high and low.
What's more, she also believed that if there were other choices, these maids might not be reduced to this place of fireworks.
certainly.
It doesn't rule out those lazy women.
You can only blame the world for laughing at the poor and not at the prostitutes, and you can only blame the young people nowadays for being too comparison-minded and too vain.
As for the man who came here to look for flowers and ask willows, although she was a little bit uncomfortable with it, it was just that she couldn't get used to it, just like she couldn't get used to bullying men and women.
At this time.
An old man came over.
Tang Manqing knew him as the steward of Linglong Villa, Senior Wei.
Tang Manqing got up and saluted.
"The princess is really an old man." Wei Laozheng said in fear, "The princess is a man of gold, how can he salute the old man, you can't do it, you can't do it."
"The old man is too polite."
"Where, where."
Old Wei knew the purpose of the princess's trip, so he said: "The owner of the village is out on business today, and she told this old man, if the princess comes, let you wait for a while, and the owner will definitely come back before dark."
"No problem." Tang Manqing looked at the sky and said, "I'll wait for Sister Hong here."
"After all, this is the place of fireworks, the princess should invite you inside."
"All right."
When Tang Manqing got up, he suddenly thought of someone again and asked, "I heard that Xiang'er has been living here a few days ago, is she still there?"
"Miss Xiang'er is still here."
"It's great that she's there, I'll go to Xiang'er and wait for Sister Hong."
"this… "
Elder Wei looked hesitant.
"What's wrong? Is it inconvenient?"
"The princess misunderstood, it's not inconvenient, it's just...Miss Xiang'er went to the hall to play just now."
"Really?" Tang Manqing pondered for a moment, then said, "Then I'll go too, I haven't seen Xiang'er for a long time."
"Princess, after all, there is a church, with three religions and nine streams, dragons and snakes mixed together, everything is there, you should... don't go?"
"It's not that I haven't been there before, Sister Hong has brought me to the church several times." Tang Manqing said with a light smile, "Besides, I have changed into a man's attire today, and if I don't tell, who knows my identity. "
"Princess, this is not very good."
Sister Hong took the princess to the church meeting. That was Miss Hong. Elder Wei didn't dare. After all, Tang Manqing was the princess of the Yanluo Kingdom. When the prince comes back, he can't tear himself apart.
Elder Wei wanted to decline, but Tang Manqing insisted on going. Finally, in desperation, Elder Wei reluctantly took Tang Manqing and his party to the hall.
Tang Manqing and Lin Xianger are friends, and they are very good friends.
Sister Hong introduced the two to each other.
At the beginning, Tang Manqing couldn't understand at all, no matter whether she was talented or talented enough to be called the proud girl of heaven, why she just likes to hang out in the world of mortals, she said she likes to live like this.
Anyone else like this kind of life
have.
Lin Xianger is one.
Miss Hong is also one.
What does it mean to live like this
At the beginning, Tang Manqing didn't understand too much. As she got older and experienced more, until Tang Manqing began to feel more and more tired from living, she gradually began to understand Lin Xianger's so-called life. Deep down, she even began to understand Longing for such a life.
Sleep every day until you wake up naturally.
Drink two glasses when you are happy, and drink him happily.
Those who are unhappy also use alcohol to relieve their worries, drunk and dreaming.
You don't need to worry about the sect or family affairs anymore, you don't need to practice every day, and you don't need to think about becoming a fairy.
Carefree and free.
Cry when you want to cry, laugh when you want to laugh.
Do whatever you want.
This is life.
pity.
Tang Manqing couldn't live like this. She was born in the Yanluo royal family, and she was destined to live for the Yanluo royal family. She couldn't choose at all.
Therefore, she can only envy.
church.
On the high platform.
Lin Xianger sat sideways on the soft chair with a charming smile on her front, playing the pipa, under the red skirt, there was a pair of stacked dicks, very attractive, while she was playing, *** The restless little feet were still shaking slightly, and every time they moved, the small bell on the ankle would ring with a crisp sound.
The melody came, which made people's hearts flutter.
Everyone in the audience, counting as one, was immersed in the ups and downs of the melody, no matter whether it was Mei Yuanhua from the Mei family, or Xiao Ziying from the Xiao family's offshoot.
Lin Xianger likes this feeling.
I like the feeling of using rhythm to make all men intoxicated.
She didn't know why she liked this feeling.
I don't even know when I started to like this feeling.
All I know is that this feeling makes her very satisfied.
This sense of satisfaction also made her feel familiar.
It's like how I lived like this a long time ago, as if I could go back to my previous life for a long time.
Maybe I was also a Drunken Musician in my previous life, right
Maybe.
Lin Xianger didn't know.
But she knew that she was a reincarnated person.
but.
But he is a reincarnated person without any past life memory.
Not even an iota of memory.
If there is anything related to past lives, it is only this piece.
She didn't know what kind of tune it was, as if she was born with the ability to play it.
And I don't know why, every time I play this piece of music and look at the intoxicated look of the people below, there will be a feeling of déjà vu deep in my heart.
Very ethereal, also very vague.
Like a ray of light appearing in the endless darkness.
Very faint very faint.
The faint ones can only feel the existence of the light, but they don't know where the light is, let alone touch it.
In order to find this ray of light, Lin Xianger kept playing this piece.
That ray of light seemed to be getting brighter and brighter, and the feeling of deja vu was getting stronger, but he still couldn't notice anything.
second floor.
In the elegant room.
A maid was massaging Gu Qingfeng's shoulders, another was massaging his legs, and another was serving wine.
Gu Qingfeng lay back on the chair, immersed in the melody of this song, and was enjoying the artistic conception of this song, but the more he appreciated it, the more strange it became, it was that kind of inexplicable feeling, and it was also a kind of déjà vu a feeling of.