Wraith upgrade path

Chapter 363 Goddess (4)

Yu Xuanji's real name is Yu Youwei, and his courtesy name is Huilan.

When practicing in Xianyiguan, the name of the Dharma is "Xuanji".

Thinking of her life, Jiang Muxue stepped forward and said, "Mom, I'll call my daughter Youwei from now on."

Mama Sun paused, then understood immediately, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll call you Wei."

After a stick of incense, all the girls in the building knew that Mama Sun had adopted another daughter, Yu Youwei who was only 11 years old.

Many people couldn't figure out what happened in Mingyue's room. In just half a stick of incense, Mingyue stopped crying, and Mingyue's personal maid unexpectedly caught Sun's mother's eyes.

However, their doubts turned into doubts, and they did not pay too much attention to Jiang Muxue.

After all, no matter how beautiful he is, he is only 11 years old, and who will notice him except those grandpas with special hobbies?
Their main competitor is still Yuemanlou's top card, Mingyue.

At night, Mingyue's mood was completely stable, and she put her arms around Jiang Muxue to thank her, "Although my sister is young, as my mother said, she can see more clearly than me." Speaking of this, she sighed, "How many more words do you know? It can be seen that reading good……"

Halfway through talking, he sighed again. What's the use of reading more?The fate is unbearable, the family fortune is ruined, and in the end it is still reduced to this place of fireworks.

He couldn't help but think of his own life experience, and a sigh of being the same as the fallen people in Tianya arises spontaneously.

"Sister, this is for you. From now on, you will be my real sister. From now on, as long as I have a bite to eat, you will never be hungry." Mingyue took off the jade bracelet on her wrist and put it on for Jiang Muxue.

It's a pity that the jade bracelet was too big, and Jiang Muxue's wrist was too thin. Mingyue took a look, and took out a pair of emerald jade earrings from the vanity box, and handed them to her, "You keep this jade bracelet first, the earrings can be worn."

Jiang Muxue understood that she wanted to marry Jinlan with him.

Get up hurriedly, kneel down in front of Mingyue in a very sensible way, and kowtow heavily, "See you, sister!"

Mingyue was moved, and felt more and more that this younger sister was sensible and distressing.

When it was time to rest at night, Biyu's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Miss, have you rested yet?"

Jiang Muxue knew what she was going to do, so she paused and said calmly, "Come in."

"Girl, I deserve to die!" Biyu plopped on her knees when she came in, tears streaming down her face as soon as she said a word.

Before Jiang Muxue opened her mouth, she fanned herself rhythmically left and right.

After about ten hits, her cheeks became red and swollen, Jiang Muxue said, "Stop."

"You and I have no grudges in the future, and we have no grudges in the near future. Don't worry too much. It's not easy for anyone to fall to this point. Remember from now on, you have to forgive others and forgive others. Sometimes, to forgive others is to treat yourself kindly."

Biyu burst into tears and kowtowed to express her gratitude.

Then he carefully helped Jiang Muxue fall asleep, and then tiptoed away.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Muxue sighed slightly.

After a while of emotion, he began to count the days again.

If nothing else happened, it would be time for Wen Tingyun to visit soon.

During the year and a half in Chang'an, he first liked to go to the Chunfeng Deyi Building, and it was said that he got along with the girls there.

But later, under the guidance of a few friends, they began to visit Yuemanlou frequently.

Recalling the past life in her mind, Jiang Muxue was in a mess, and she gradually fell asleep in the middle of the night.

The next day, Mother Sun personally sent a little girl named Ling'er to serve Jiang Muxue.

After arranging the board and lodging matters, he began to introduce Jiang Muxue to the two old aunts who taught the girls musical instruments and folk arts.

At noon, have dinner with Mingyue.

"Sister, spring is coming, flowers are blooming, and it's time for the annual oiran election... You have already won three consecutive championships, what are your plans for this year?"

After hearing this, Mingyue put down the bowl and chopsticks, and sighed again.

Ever since Zhu Zhihui made his promise to her last fall, she no longer worried about choosing the oiran in the coming year.And Zhu Zhihui was famous in the high list, she was even more joyful, she wanted to leave this place wholeheartedly, how can she remember that the oiran is not the oiran.

But now, since he can't leave, he must naturally prepare for the matter of the oiran.

360 lines, the lines are top-notch.Even in this place of fireworks, the treatment of an oiran is very different from that of an ordinary girl.

Thinking of this, Mingyue was very worried.She has not practiced Qigong for more than half a year.

If you can't go, if you lose the election again, you will really lose your wife and lose your army.

Jiang Muxue could see Mingyue's thoughts clearly.

He said with a smile: "Sister, don't be afraid, everything depends on me."

"Pfft..." Mingyue nodded at Jiang Muxue's nose, "You're only a little old, so you have to take care of your sister, don't you be ashamed!"

Having said that, but for some reason, I feel inexplicably at ease.

Mingyue was in a trance for a moment.

"Regardless of color or talent, my sister is ranked second in this full moon, and no one dares to be the first. The skill is normal, and my sister has practiced since she was a child. Even if she hasn't practiced for half a year, it doesn't hurt."

In one word, Mingyue's confidence was inexplicably mentioned.

Biyu on the side also echoed and comforted her.

"Then my sister thinks, should I sing or dance this year?"

"Let's dance." Jiang Muxue replied without thinking. In fact, a picture had already appeared in her mind at this time. She even had a desire to turn Mingyue into a "goddess" of Moonful Tower.

Women, without men, have careers.Although this "career"... but in terms of facts, an era has a destiny disk of an era.

This, there is no way.

"Girl, I heard that Fu Rong and Fei Yu will also dance this year."

Jasper interrupted.

Jiang Muxue smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be better, the same talent, better to compete against each other."

"Sister, don't worry. Although my sister is not talented, she still has one or two evil ideas."

Mingyue felt relieved, and smiled from ear to ear.

Three days passed without knowing it.

In addition to practicing silk and bamboo orchestra, Jiang Muxue helped Mingyue design the dance for this year's oiran selection competition.

On this day, everything was planned, and Jiang Muxue took the manuscript to see Mingyue.

In the corridor, Biyu greeted her: "Miss Youwei, our girl is accompanying the guests."

Jiang Muxue stopped in her tracks and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Asked: "Who is my sister accompanying?"

"It's Wen Feiqing." Afraid that Jiang Muxue wouldn't understand, he said with a smile, "It's Wen Zhongkui who is famous in Chang'an, a talented Wen, whom the girl met on the street that day."

"He came with him, as well as Mr. Li Shen, Mr. Duan Chengshi, and Mr. Zhou Yao."

After Biyu finished speaking, she only heard the singing of Mingyue from the room, "The Xunyang River sees off the guests at night, and the maple leaves and grasses are rustling in autumn. The master dismounts and the guest is in the boat. He wants to drink but there is no orchestra. If you are not drunk, you will bid farewell. When the vast river is immersed in the moon..."

It is Bai Juyi's Pipa Xing.

Jiang Muxue stood at the door and listened for a while, and couldn't help but wet her eyes when she heard the phrase "We are both degenerate people in the world, why should we meet each other before?"

She could understand the sadness and helplessness in Mingyue's voice, the sense of desolation and rootlessness.

"Girl, you..."

Jasper was at a loss.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and Wen Tingyun looked up.

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