The Emperor's Favorite: Miss Jinghong II

Chapter 13 Going to the theater with the men [1]

Any good is just a short-lived situation, we still have to face the reality.Even if he is a high-ranking prince, this is what I will know in the near future, but now I am just ignorant of what I am doing, and I don't know myself.

This is a restaurant called Yupingju, with mahogany carved railings, resplendent and resplendent, one can tell at a glance that this is the usual recreational place for princes, emperors and grandchildren. I was taken into a quiet and elegant room by Wan Qihuan, of course, there were already people sitting in the room. Those guys are gone.

"Why is it so late?" The fat prince frowned.

"Perhaps the road is difficult." Wan Chengyun hurriedly defended us.

"Tenth Brother, why are you nervous? Could it be that Ninth Brother went off on his own to remember us, Jinghong, what do you think?" Seventh Prince Wan Qijun grinned and looked at me.

"Don't talk nonsense." The fat prince is always like an elder, his tone is irresistible majesty, and everyone suddenly fell silent.

"Jinghong, do you remember the scene when our brothers and you were in the prairie when we were young?" The fat prince closed his eyes as if thinking about something that had passed away for a long time. I looked sideways at Wan Chenghuan, who had already recovered The previous indifference and silence.

The Seventh Prince Wan Qijun next to him agreed foolishly, "Yes, third brother, you were really majestic at that time. Even the emperor praised you for your majestic riding. I remember that Jinghong also rode very well. The Ye family girl."

Others are also thoughtful, riding a horse?

I keep replaying these two words in my mind, as if this is something irrelevant to me, because I don’t know how to ride a horse at all. To be precise, I may have forgotten the ability to ride a horse after being reborn.

But I can't tell outsiders about these things. My sister never told me the reason for my terminal illness, and she didn't allow me to tell about the memory loss. After all, it's ridiculous for a young lady to suddenly lose her memory overnight. .

In this way, I searched and pieced together the broken memories in everyone's actions and words, and my thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a melodious singing.

Looking up, the private room was already empty, and next to her was a little girl in a light green jacket. She winked at me, I understood, stood up, and followed her out of the private room, through the corridor, where the princes were already standing. In front of the red bar.

I looked down and saw a woman in a red dress downstairs. She was playing the piano with one hand and slightly raised the other. The red flowers sprinkled on the ground looked so enchanting with her red skirt, like bloody peonies.

The woman sang crisply and loudly, "Pale clouds cage Yuesongxi Road. Long points are carried. Dream souls circled Songxi all night. This night reunion is just like a dream. The sea and mountains are steep and the scenery is beautiful. Don't cherish the golden statue. Liuhua blows snow Yan Fei is busy. I'm afraid that Bian Zhou will break people's hearts when he returns."

The song was tinged with desolation. At this time, there was thunderous applause from the audience, and the third prince also applauded inconceivably. Wan Qiyun and Wan Qijun also had smiles on their faces. Wan Qi... Wan Qihuan was not there!

I looked around, but it was in vain, so I had to ask the little girl next to me, "Where is that young man in purple?" I deliberately covered my mouth with a handkerchief.

"That young master never likes to watch these things, so he will leave first." The little girl said shyly.

always?Leave first?I kept trying to figure out the two words, whether I felt lost.I don't even know why I agreed to Wan Chengyun's ridiculous agreement, but what about him, what kind of role do we play?

(End of this chapter)