The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 20 Heroes Save America
"Xiang Fu, take good care of Ruo Ji and stop her barking. Let's go in." With a wicked smile on her lips, she led a few people into the gate.

The downstairs lobby is for individual guests, and upstairs there are several private rooms separated by bamboo curtains, facing the direction of the stage.

Zhao Shuang asked for a private room with a good orientation, so that he could see the performance on the stage without hearing the commotion of the individual guests downstairs.

What was being sung on the stage was a Jiangnan ditty, the sound of silk and bamboo was soft and melodious, like pearls and jade falling on a plate, but the girl who sang the song looked familiar.

"Master Wang...isn't that..." Xiangxia saw the girl's face clearly and screamed.

"It's the new Bing'er girl from Miaoyinlou," Zhao Shuang hastily covered her mouth with a folding fan, "what's all the fuss about?"

It is afternoon now, and there are not many guests in Miaoyin Building.After singing a Jiangnan ditty, the individual guests downstairs didn't respond, and the lobby was quiet for a while.

Suddenly, there were several clapping sounds from the private sitting room next to it, and another young man in white hurried downstairs to offer a reward.

Through the bamboo curtain, Zhao Shuang could vaguely see the handsome back of the man. Today he seemed to be wearing a moon-white round-neck robe, and his black hair was in half a bun, casual and leisurely.

After a while, the diva in a water-blue skirt came upstairs with three steps.

The servant opened the bamboo curtain in the private room, the singer walked in, bowed her knees and said, "Thank you, my lord."

The man behind the desk rested his chin in one hand, raised his handsome eyes and glanced at her.

The voice is melodious and pleasant, and the figure is graceful and graceful, just like those xiaojiabiyu in Xunyang City.

"What's your name?" Chen Yang blinked his long eyelashes at her.

"My slave's name is Bing'er." Bing Ji raised her head shyly, then went to the table and poured a cup of tea for Chen Yang, "Listen to the accent of your son, isn't it a local?"

"Well, people who are going to Jiangnan." Chen Yang took the tea, looked at her sideways and asked, "You just sang...was 'Misty Rain'? Can you sing it again for me?"

"My lord... do you want this slave to sing here?" Bing Ji blushed, looking at the private room next to her out of the corner of her eye.

The private room is surrounded by bamboo curtains on all sides, but the bamboo curtains only hang a little below the knees, people outside can still see the uppers of people's shoes, and the bamboo curtains are not airtight, and voices can be heard Seven or eight points.

Chen Yang followed her gaze to the private room next to him, and the shoe uppers of three people appeared under the bamboo curtain. It seemed that three young men were sitting around the table drinking tea.

"If the girl is willing to sing a ditty from my hometown here alone, I will be very grateful." The man looked at her gently, and took out another ingot of broken silver from his sleeve.

For an ordinary diva, one ingot of broken silver is enough.

"Bing'er is also from Jiangnan, so it's rare that the young master likes to listen to it..." Bing Ji accepted the reward, and then leaned on the man, "Why don't you warm tea for the young master and sing a song at the same time?"

Chen Yang straightened up, and quietly avoided, "Girl, concentrate on singing."

Seeing that this trick was not working, Bing Ji felt a little cold in her heart, cleared her throat and began to sing the song slowly.

Without the accompaniment of musical instruments, the singing voice is not very high-pitched and loud, but it is like a loved one confiding softly in his arms, with a power that penetrates people's hearts.

"I still hate that the east wind is meaningless, blowing misty rain and dark dusk..." After singing a song, the woman danced a silk handkerchief lightly, her eyes filled with tears, and she looked at the young man sitting pitifully.

Chen Yang just drank tea by himself, he didn't even move the refreshments on the table, let alone look up at the diva.

Bing Ji was secretly anxious, for such a pure-hearted and ascetic person, there is no way to do it!

"Woof, woof, woof!" Suddenly there was a bark of a ferocious beast, and then a vicious long-haired dog rushed out and rushed towards the diva in the water blue dress.

"My lord!" The woman turned pale with fright.

The bamboo curtains in this private room are bad because they block people's sight, but they can't block dogs.

"Xingbai!" Chen Yang quickly called out to the servant beside him, and took the frightened woman into his arms.

"Bastard! Don't back down!" Xing Bai flashed out the sword at his waist, and swung it at the long-haired dog twice.

Although the long-haired dog was lying on the ground, it was still grinning, showing no intention of retreating.

"Ruo Ji, why are you running around again?" A hoarse and low voice came from the private room next to her.

A young man in a royal blue streamer brocade robe moved his fingers and lightly pulled the dog's leash. Only then did everyone notice that the dog had a light blue leash tied around its neck.

Hearing the sound, the long-haired dog quickly ran back to the private room next to it, and then a coquettish sound of "嘤嘤..." came from the boy's arms.

"Young Master, thank you for saving me just now." Bing Ji wiped the sweat off her face, sat in the arms of the handsome young man, hugged her tightly and did not let go, "I have never seen such a powerful dog!"

"This Miaoyin building is too outrageous! Why did you even let a dog in!" Xing Bai was about to rush out angrily to argue with the dog's owner.

"Forget it." Chen Yang comforted the woman in his arms, and then glanced contemptuously at the sitting room next to him.

There are many nobles in the capital, he is new here, he is unknown, and he doesn't want to cause trouble.

"My lord," a crisp voice suddenly came from outside the bamboo curtain, "my master said that just now my dog ​​ran into some of you, and asked the little one to come and apologize to them."

"Xing Bai, please come in." Chen Yang put his arms around Bing Ji and winked at Xing Bai.

Xing Bai raised the bamboo curtain, saw a white-faced and beardless boy, and said dissatisfiedly, "Since your master knows that his dog is disobedient, why did you bring it to Miaoyin Building?"

"Excuse me, everyone," Xiang Fu came in with small steps, saluted them first, and then took out a small ingot of gold from his sleeve, "My master said, I disturbed the elegant mood of the few, this ingot of gold, Xiang Bing My daughter apologizes."

As soon as the singer saw Jin Jin, she immediately wiped away her tears, and then gave Chen Yang an embarrassed look.

"Since he is interested, you can accept it." Chen Yang said lightly.

He was a little embarrassed, who made such a generous move?

Bing Ji accepted it happily, and Xiang Fu withdrew.

"Xingbai, go find out who the owner of that dog is." Chen Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and whispered to Xingbai, "I always feel...he seems to be staring at me all the time."

"Young Master looks so good-looking." Bing Ji picked up a piece of white jade cake and put it into Chen Yang's mouth. "Naturally, someone has been staring at it. Even the servant can't take his eyes away after only seeing him once."

"Girls are the ones that people can't take their eyes off." Chen Yang showed a captivating smile to the woman in his arms.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the streets of Shangjing.

There are not many pedestrians at this time.

When the work was done, Zhao Shuang recalled the scene of the hero saving the beauty just now, and was in a good mood, leading Ruo Ji to walk proudly on the bluestone-paved East Street.

By helping Bing Ji to catch up with Chen Yang, a pawn can be buried beside Chen Yang, and it will be much easier to solve him and Honghu in the future.

"Huhu..." Ruoji in front suddenly seemed to sense something, stopped in her tracks, and let out another deep roar.

The light in front of him dimmed, and a slender figure appeared at the end of the long street.

　Today, the collection has barely risen to 100. It's not easy.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)