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Tall and tall, cool and noble.
The respectful voices of the officials downstairs or the admiration of the girls were vividly expressed, and all belonged to Lu Jingye's body.
Not long after, Su Changjin caught a glimpse of him in the box next door, and Luo Ming followed him, but he didn't see Chi Yue's shadow.
Lu Jingye was the Muye King of the current dynasty, he was in charge of the military talisman and had made great achievements. In addition, he had been staying in the Cheng Huan Pavilion for the past few days, and the box he was in was only second to the current prince's.
The curtains of the two boxes are only a short distance away, and if there is a seemingly nonexistent breeze blowing by, one can get a glimpse of one or two.
Behind the gauze, there are shadows.
As if noticing the sight on his body, his long eyelashes slowly opened, Lu Jingye raised his eyes and glanced slightly, and was looking at the person in the tent next door.
The moment he saw Su Changjin, Lu Jingye was slightly taken aback.
The last time we met in Chenghuan Pavilion, Su Changjin didn't understand this. He doesn't understand Fengyue, so why bother to be arty.
But here, the people around him changed, and Nan Yao raised his head naturally.
Following Su Changjin's line of sight, Lu Jingye's indifferent eyes were behind the hazy veil.
Lu Jingye bowed his head in a virtual salute.
In such occasions, there is really no need to pay attention to the etiquette of monarchs and ministers. Nan Yao smiled back, and the two sides tacitly did not speak too much.
It was inexplicable, hostility arose.
"Cold stone."
Nan Yao turned his head sideways, and Han Shi behind him was ordered to walk towards the gauze curtain that blocked the two places.
The gauze curtain that was fluttering just a moment ago was pulled back to its original position with a swipe.
Han Shi didn't leave, and stood there coldly.
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Su Changjin's eyelids twitched slightly, and when he looked at Nan Yao in a blink of an eye, the other party showed her a smile like a breeze and a bright moon.
"The wind is strong, Changjin is weak, and his body is just right, so he will definitely not be able to bear this."
".His Royal Highness's words are very true."
When the room gradually warms up, cook tea and wine and drink a cup together.
At such a scene, Su You covered her face and smiled.
When the night is getting darker, the wind and the moon are getting better.
The guests had been waiting for a long time, the tea and drinks had been over for several decades, and they couldn't wait any longer. When everyone was getting restless, they only heard the order from the old bustard Jin Rong, and finally the highlight of the night began.
"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. I think everyone is here for our Mingyue. Since I am so proud of my mother, I won't say much. Everyone, tonight's good show begins!"
The ribbons were flying, and there was a commotion among the guests. The fire that came from hearing the news was finally ignited at this moment, "Mingyue, we want to see the bright moon!"
Since it is a performance, there must be a group of not very good kabuki to throw bricks and jade for the finale.
Mingyue, of course, will appear later.
Su Changjin wasn't very interested in these things, but he didn't show any lack of interest either.
On the contrary, Nan Yao was not very interested in looking at the audience, and almost all his attention was on Su Changjin.
After burning a stick of incense, Su Changjin seemed to have heard movement from the next door, and looked over through the screen curtain, only to see a girl who looked like a maid walked into Lu Jingye's box.
After a while, he walked out with an ugly expression.
"That's Mingyue's maid, God of War really has the admiration of all the beauties."
Nan Yao didn't turn his head, but he seemed to know what she was seeing and thinking.
Su Changjin's face was slightly cold, but his lips were still lightly drawn, and his expression was dark, "Unfortunately, the beauty's eyes are lame."
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Nan Yao was slightly stunned, and when he raised his eyes to look for her, the two gazed at each other in the air and smiled at each other.
Calmly looking away, Su Changjin's eyes were thick with frost, he raised the teacup on the table, and tasted it.
The prince is sensitive and eager to learn, and he was enlightened when he was young. He is not fabricated and false, and it is far more than that.
After being targeted by him, it will be difficult to escape after all.
The atmosphere was pushed to a climax when Mingyue took the stage.
A brass bell rang—
The beauty has a graceful waist, still holding a pipa half-hidden, she appears from behind the gauze curtain, gently raising her bare hands, and the sound of the copper bell is originally a bell on her foot.
The place where it passed was fragrant, and the veil that covered the face was scattered on the ground when the breeze blew, and the beautiful eyes flowed, which aroused the admiration and admiration of everyone in the audience.
Qiaoxiaoqianxi, beautiful eyes looking forward to Xi, she can be regarded as a rare beauty.
Among the guests, there was an inexplicable commotion hidden.
"That's all." After only one glance, Nan Yao withdrew his gaze, the meaning in his eyes was unclear.
Su Changjin smiled lightly, holding the teacup lightly with his fingertips, "Your Highness, you don't have to be serious, all the girls here want to survive by this."
Born rich, it is not easy to use one's own interests to judge others' ability to settle down.
"Mingyue, the famous oiran in Chang'an, has grown into this kind of virtue, and I wasted my ten taels of gold." Zuo Yiyuan, the prodigal son on the second floor, spent money like water at the beginning of the performance, and scattered dozens of gold leaves on the kabuki performance stage.
There are still loyal suitors captured by Mingyue, who fight for the injustice, "Ms. Mingyue has such a beauty, it is hard to find, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is rare in ten years. Why should Mr. Zuo be aggressive?"
It was Liu Tingzhang, the second son of the Shangshu family who spoke.
Seeing from Su Changjin's position, Zuo Yiyuan tilted Erlang's legs, tilted his head and spat out the melon seeds in his mouth, "Then I really don't know that Second Master Liu is so blind."
"How dare you talk nonsense." Liu Tingzhang jumped angrily.
"Otherwise, you said it would be hard to find. With such a beauty, my young master can't even compare her to Su Changjin."
Where did Zuo Yiyuan meet Su Changjin? Last time he touched the gate of the Prince Regent's Mansion and was arrested, but now he can only remember this one person in his mind, so he took it out first to save the scene.
Liu Tingzhang was speechless, "As a man, how can the Regent be compared with a woman?"
Not to mention the astonishment of everyone, in the box on the third floor at this moment, Su Changjin was innocently shot by an arrow again.
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Did she dig Zuo Yiyuan's ancestral grave in her previous life
There seemed to be faint laughter coming from the next door.
She has excellent hearing and can hear naturally.
"Don't worry about Chang Geum, it's just that the reputation is too great."
Beside him, Nan Yao couldn't hide his smile in his words. It seemed to be comforting her, but Su Changjin somehow felt that he had something to say, "Young Master Zuo has a good vision."
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What's the meaning? What's the meaning
Su You's eyes wandered between the two, His Royal Highness is clearly teasing her master? !
It's so exciting!
Su Changjin was almost silent, forcibly suppressing the emotions in his heart.
"Prince, Miao Zan."
The dispute between the two aristocratic families did not last long, and everyone's attention was drawn back to Mingyue, who was singing the show.
She didn't seem to be affected, the sound of the pipa came to my ears, and I could hear that there was indeed some skill, and the whole hall cheered for it.
However, the climax was not over yet. At the end of the song, she suddenly put down the pipa, and the harmony of the zither sounded, and the bright moon flew up among the colorful ribbons on the stage.
Su Changjin noticed that although she was dancing, her eyes were always on the third floor.
That was the direction of Lu Jingye.
"Jang Geum, the show has begun."
After the words fell, he followed Nan Yao's gaze and looked over.
I only saw that when the dancing posture of the bright moon changed, it was unpredictable.
Just as Su Changjin was about to make a move, Nan Yao yanked him away!
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This article is empty, part of the knowledge refers to the Tang and Song Dynasties, by the way, about Nanyue’s self-proclaimed, because the prince of the Tang Dynasty would call himself lonely~
Raise the young and keep the orphans. Also known as princely. — "Ritual Order of the Moon"
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Good night!
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