Chapter 70

Things were going well, the troupe was doing normal business at the beginning of the show, but the number of spectators was increasing day by day, and soon it became a sensation in the whole city.I also watched it with great interest. After all, there were no TVs or computers in ancient times, and visual enjoyment was far away from me.

Especially in a strange place, reading familiar stories, there is always that sense of homesickness.

It made me wipe my tears in front of Chunqiao, alas, this little face is completely lost.

Zhang Bi looked at me, suddenly raised her hand, wiped away my tears, and then smiled at me.

This kid has really white teeth.

Just as he was about to find someone to agree with, when he turned his head, Chunqiao was already looking at Zhang Bi, stunned.

What catches your eyes.

Zhang Bi was sitting on the stool. His hair, which I casually tied with a rope in the morning, was quietly hanging behind him. Some unfinished hair slid loosely to his chest, and his black jade-like eyelashes were slightly drawn back. There was a gorgeous and bright light from the corners of the eyes, the corners of the mouth were slightly hooked, and there was a smile like a cloud of smoke, and the overall color of the full lips was different, and the closer they were, the redder they became.

The most unbearable thing was that he turned his head childishly and called out, "Ruoruo."

Not nice at all.

It's so cold that it freezes my blood, I've never seen such an ugly man.

"Miss, why do you have a nosebleed?"

It was itchy under the nose, and when I touched it, I was immediately shocked.

"Miss, are you too excited..."

I covered my nose and lowered my head. When I heard this sentence, I was almost choked to death by my own saliva. I would get excited when I saw this kid. Don't be kidding.

"If I would be excited too, such a good story, so many people came to see it..." Chunqiao hurriedly wiped it for me.

I stared blankly at Chunqiao, it turned out that she was telling a story...

I really miss the modern toilet paper, just save two pieces of paper and put them in, so I won't be so ashamed.

After playing for a long time, it finally stopped. Zhang Bi leaned over and shouted, "Ruoruo, Ruoruo."

I look into his jewel-like eyes, and his clenched lips.

Chunqiao shouted again, "Why did it start to flow again... Miss... Miss..." I figured that if she kept shouting like this, everyone in the theater would know that I had a nosebleed, so I walked down from the stool and prepared to take my two I went out to get some fresh air. As soon as we got off the stool, our seats were immediately occupied.

Walking all the way out, Chunqiao looked at the people watching the theater, couldn't help pointing, and said: "This Liu Yun, miss knows, that day when she wrote three poems for Xiaoqian outside, the miss refused to say anything." The one that let him in."

Oh, this Liu Yun, I said: "He is very talented, but he loves to gossip about others."

Chunqiao asked, "Miss met Liu Yun before? Why do you say that?"

I let out a muffled "hum".

In order to take care of my business, I lived in Yanhui's other courtyard.

Yan Hui started to want to set up a plaque and write a name for the other courtyard, but I didn't let him, I just tossed the plaque he got that said "Lan Ruo", kicked countless feet, rubbed a lot of mud, and threw it in the deep A relatively hidden corner of the courtyard.

Later, this young man surnamed Liu found another courtyard with some friends. After drinking for thirty days, he began to wander in the courtyard. He accidentally kicked the plaque, dragged it out, and was surprised. , this dilapidated Lanruo plaque is a strong proof.So I indulged in this illusory love and wrote poems for Xiaoqian every day.

I was originally moved by his infatuation, so I paid attention to his good lines, but one day I suddenly discovered that when he praised Nie Xiaoqian, he actually compared it with a person, that person was Ling Xuehen.It is said that Nie Xiaoqian and Ling Xuehen are the bright moon and the other is the mud.

After hearing this, I was taken aback, because although Ling Xuehen is a notorious head, he used to be a queen anyway, and he dared to name the queen by name.

Later I found out that the queen of Xifeng Kingdom is called Xifengruo, the name was chosen by the queen herself, Xifengruo, Ruoruo.This Ling Xuehen is really destined to be with me. She doesn't even let go of my nickname, and she can find a connection with her from a nickname.When Ling Xuehen was the empress, she was called Xifengruo, and she didn't use the same name for her two identities.

The Ling Xuehen mentioned by Mr. Liu is the name of the head of Nanshan Mountain in Donglin Country, and that is me.

Besides, Mr. Liu is good at writing all kinds of poems, but the one that compares Ling Xuehen has become a famous line that has been widely sung. No one who has ever been abroad knows who Ling Xuehen is. Many people knew about it, even Chunqiao sighed, "Miss, tell me, why is this Ling Xuehen so bad, I have never seen a woman like her before."

No matter how I think about it, I don't like it, so I used the power in my hand to shut him out several times.

When I went out the door, a mother and daughter walked towards me. The little boy was very cute. He looked at me with round eyes.

The little boy looked at me and was about to come over with a smile.

The mother who was walking in front didn't see this scene, so she grabbed his little hand and dragged him forward, "Hurry up, or Ling Xuehen will catch you at night."

The little boy refused to leave, and stared at the candy in my hand, only then did my mother realize that there was someone like me with the sweet-scented osmanthus candy in my hand.

Smiled at me, let go, and was about to let the little boy pick up the candy, but I suddenly withdrew my hand and said to the little boy, "Come on, be careful that Ling Xuehen will catch you at night."

Turning around, I heard the sound of a little boy crying.

The adults were coaxing for a while, "Okay, okay, go buy sweet-scented osmanthus."

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