King's Pretty Lady

Chapter 1
At the beginning of the Huadeng, the gunpowder hides

Shanpa scattered warriors welcome

Rouge and gouache cover the truth

Smiling with open shoulders and backless

ecstasy poppies
Yingyan weeps sadly outside the door

A pipa chanting in the world of mortals
Turn to Kou Dan and drink in the world
Who will lead the market first

Singing and singing every night, forgetting the local accent

Chaos is a beauty

no father no mother most heartless
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In the south of the Yangtze River, it is Huaichun in March. At a glance, at the pavilion of Qionglou, there are a hundred flowers blooming and birds singing together, and the talented men and women who sing poems on the green lake are in harmony with the red men and women on the shore. They all bring more vivid and lively landscapes to this spring day...

"Listen..." At the Baihua Pavilion among the hundreds of flowers, two men with outstanding appearances were playing against each other.

The person speaking was a man in white clothes. He was only in his late teens, and his brows had an extraordinary vigor. One could tell at a glance that he was not a child of an ordinary family.

"Quickly, quickly, don't interrupt me at this juncture." The person who answered him was sitting in the pavilion, in front of the chessboard, shaking a landscape fan, and wearing a purple robe on his body was also very heroic, but what he said Ruffian, but I could see the indifference in that peach blossom's eyes...

"What a beautiful, sad tune." The man in white said again, his expression was intoxicated, and he stood up and looked for the direction of the singing.

"I'll listen..." He stood up helplessly, with a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth...

"How?" The man in white hoped that he would actively cooperate with him at this moment.

"Hualan City, can't you tell that this is the heartfelt voice of a singer?" The man in purple listened carefully, and returned to the stone chair no longer interested.

It was the gentle and elegant man in white who was called Hualan City.He smiled gently at his evaluation and sat aside, not intending to drop the white chess piece.

"Don't look down on a brothel girl." How many young heroes in the Jianghu are defeated by their smiles, just like the lyrics sang just now - the warriors welcome...

"I didn't look down on it, it's just... listening to the lyrics and music, you can tell that this woman has little affection for the world..."

"Really? Why didn't I hear it? Hey, Xiang Yanxian, don't be self-righteous!" Hua Lancheng has been waiting for this brother who is two years younger than himself to win in the end!

"Hmph..." He closed his eyes, picked a grape and dropped it into his thin lips. Before, he should have been as indifferent as a wild crane, but now he was arrogant and refused to be thousands of miles away.

"You, you..."

"Look, that flower boat... the singing is coming from there!"

Someone outside the flowers yelled in alarm, and the riverside, which was supposed to be peaceful and pleasant, became noisy.

Xiang Yanxian was displeased. Seeing his friend stand and look around with great interest, he looked sideways at Huajian. There was nothing special on that old boat, and the music of the piano was at the moment... Why is the crowd still quiet? quiet?

"Do you want to meet that woman for a while?" Lan Cheng suggested.

"No, no, no." Xiang Yanxian shook his head straight: "I think it's probably just a woman who has failed in business singing." Although hearing that voice, I definitely don't think it's a woman who is over the age of twenty, but... he Really lazy to move.

"Aren't you interested in our Central Plains girls?" He laughed, and he was adjusting his clothes and preparing to leave.

"It's really not very interesting to be sad and sad." He really couldn't bear the clinginess of those women and those eyes that shed tears at every turn and thought they were beautiful.

"Sorrowful and sad?" Look at those women on the river bank... Will it be like that?
"Kang, kuang, kuang..." A sudden gong stopped everyone's voices, including the conversation between the two young masters in the pavilion.

"Ahem." When the voices stopped, the sound of the gong stopped.A pretty woman in bright clothes came out from the bow of the boat. She could tell she was a maid by the hair style. Before she opened her mouth, someone on the shore said:
"Excuse me, is this Miss Luo Lu's ship?"

"Exactly." She nodded, facing the spring sun, smiling brightly, and then said: "Today, I have a chance to pass by here. My sister said that she would like to sing a song here in the flower garden. I wonder if you will let me?"

"Let's let..."

The shore unanimously agreed.

"Singing is fine, why don't I sing a song first?" She looked at everyone with her big eyes flashing and a smile on her face.

Everyone stopped, and seemed to agree, anyway, didn't everyone come here for joy?
"Ahem... the bird leads the way, the wind blows towards us, we come to the garden and the grass like spring, bright red scarves, beautiful clothes, blooming like many flowers, dancing and dancing, Laugh, laugh, laugh, dear uncles and aunts, let us..."

"Stop, stop..." The crowd laughed, unable to bear the poisoning of their ears.

"We want to listen to Miss Luo Lu's song..."

"Yeah yeah……"

hum!That's the response I want.Vermilion lips raised in joy of success, and a melodious voice came: "Of course it's okay to listen to my sister's songs, but..."

"Just what?"

"It's just... I hope everyone can enjoy my sister's performance well."

"Of course." Everyone nodded as a matter of course, everyone wanted to hear Miss Luo Lu's singing, and even more wanted to see her face, but... I'm afraid no one can do anything except this little girl on the boat, right?

"Then, how hurtful it is to write a song and have to play the piano, I believe all handsome men and beautiful women understand this, so... I hope everyone can give motivation to us sisters, so that we can sing more vividly." The music is here for everyone to enjoy, right?"

"Huh!" Qin Yanxian's disdain came from Hua, but obviously no one cared, even Hua Lancheng, who understood what he meant, was the same, but his expression was always full of interest, but he didn't care. Xin, that's right... It's been a long time since anyone has acted for them...

"...So I hope that everyone who has money will make a fortune. If you don't have money... just go home and get the money to make money again!" She said sweetly, and everyone laughed again and shook their heads. She is such a clever and pretty girl. ah!

"Interesting." Hua Lancheng clapped his hands and applauded, and with a flick of the purse, it fell to the girl's feet.

"He is such a generous and generous man!" She picked up the purse with a smile, and then threw it in her hand, satisfied with the amount, "Since he is an uncle who doesn't want to show his face, then Miss Luo Lu will do it for you." This hero contributed a song..."

Everyone finally understood what the little girl wanted to support, and they all voted for silver...

As if she knew that everyone would do that, she walked into the cabin and let the silver coins ping-pong on the boat like rain, but after the silver sounds fell, a gust of wind came, somehow Let the little flower boat slide into the lake.

"What's the matter... are you still singing?" Everyone seemed to be watching the show...

After a while, when Xiang Yanxian was about to make fun of Hua Lancheng for being tricked by a little girl in the Jianghu, the sound of the zither sounded...

"When the petals leave the flower, the dark fragrance remains. The fragrance disappears after the wind and rain, and no one comes to smell it. If love tells me to go on, I will fight to the end of love. If the heart dies in splendor, love will be reborn in the ashes. , Unforgettable when I whispered, use your smile to pay homage to me, let the heart die in splendor, let love be reborn in the ashes, the fire burns through the grass marks, look at the spring breeze of another year, when the petals leave the flowers, the dark fragrance remains ..."

The light veil dances, the beautiful voice moves with the scales in her hands, she is dressed in plain white clothes, half of her face is hidden in the veil, her exposed eyes are like phoenix and moon, which makes people unable to turn their attention away. Luo Yingxiang, the mother of the inexplicably missing No. [-] Huakui Luo Lu in the south of the Yangtze River, played the piano to disappear. She sat steadily, brought a cup of tea, and drank it. Shaking his head with a loving smile.

"What do you want to eat? Or what kind of clothes do you want to make, or anything else, I will treat you today?" She was full of pride, not like a girl who was just fifteen.

"As long as you're happy... You wrote these songs very well, why don't you sing them yourself?" Looking at this face that was exactly like her own daughter, Luo Yingxiang thought that it was useless even if she was half-baked, because she didn't know where it came from. The girl who came said that she would take care of her for the rest of her life and never leave her.

"Listening to other people's singing is more interesting." Wiping sweat in my heart, this is plagiarism, pirated version, if I sing it myself, in the future, if people remember to put her name on it, Luo Lianshang will become the original singer In the end, the punishment for treason was even greater. Although no one knew about it in this inexplicable time and space, she still couldn't sleep.

"Lian Shang, where do you want to go at the next stop?" She stole this little boat at the beginning, and after floating for a long time, no one knew that it was not their own. Said, I will support you for a lifetime, but we are all ordinary people, so we all need food and clothing, so... let her sing... Singing is sad and resentful, but also heroic and free and easy. People can enter the artistic mirror of the song more quickly.

"Let it float, we don't know how to sail a boat, don't we all wander like this? This is more like unrestrained... But, we have to go to the food store first, or else we will drift to the Pacific Ocean next time Go... that's a place where there's no village and no shop behind!"

"Pacific Ocean? Have you never heard of a lake with this name in Moto?"

"Moto doesn't have it, maybe other countries have it, but it may not be here." She sighed, there is nothing to think about in the 21st century, the only thing she thinks about is that the first salary is the essentials of crossing the day, now... Forget it, I have it in my hand These gold, silver and jewelry are enough to buy a Pentagon.

"Is Lian Shang homesick?" I've never heard her mention it. When she mentioned home, she always said: "This boat is home, and you are my family... You old man can be my sister, my mother." , my aunt, my aunt, my aunt.look how happy i am! '

'And I have to be a nanny, a showgirl. 'At that time, she also returned to her with joy.

"I have a family, so I don't want to." Looking at this overwhelmed woman and knowing that she is pitiful and empty, Luo Lianshang coquettishly nestled into her arms, and softly called: "How about being Shang'er's mother? Is it feasible to let Shang Er be your daughter?"

"Yeah!" Knowing that this girl is caring, Luo Yingxiang was so choked up that she couldn't speak, slowly combing her black hair, seeing the phoenix-like birthmark on her neck, blinking moisture, that's fine, that's fine!
After a long time, she also knew the temper of this girl. Although she never loses her temper, she is not someone who is easy to be taken advantage of, but she also has no intention of harming others.

She is afraid of the cold, the heat, the dark, the clear sky, and the gloomy weather. She eats, sleeps, has fun, and makes money. You can tell if she is smart or not by looking at her usual words, but every time there is thunder, lightning, and heavy rain. , she is a crazy girl.

"Why is there no sound?" Lancheng still wanted to listen again.

"It's not like Luo Lu's voice." It's not like the song she can sing, Yan Xian stood aside with his hands behind his back, watching the boat that was drifting away, he felt that the singing just now seemed familiar, and everyone didn't seem to hear it Come out, the first song and the second song are not sung by the same person at all.

(End of this chapter)