The Beautiful Land

Seeing that Shen Thilan had come down without wearing fur, Yu Kedi hurried forward a few steps to close the curtain.

After Shen Pilan entered, he looked back for Xi Fuwei, but saw that the car curtain was hanging down and the person had not yet come out. At this moment, although the carriage was parked at the back door, he was afraid that Xi Fuwei's identity would be leaked from the wall, so he only vaguely shouted: "Hurry up, we are going in."

After a short pause, Xi Fuwei didn't show up, frowning, and could only follow the missing Shen Thiolan who had already gone fast.

In the carriage, Xi Fuwei's face changed for a moment, listening to Yu Kedi's departure, she put on a white fox fur with a complicated expression, and walked slowly.

Probably because the people who were waiting here before followed Chen Thilan, and when she came down, there was a little boy in Tsing Yi at the door. She looked a little dull and didn't know how to greet people. She silently made a "please" gesture. .

After Xi Fuwei entered, the young man closed the door to follow, and said: "Girl, please come with the young man."

Leading her around and around, she walked to a small and delicate upstairs, and saw that there was a single table in the small flower hall, with exquisite bowls and chopsticks, delicacies and delicacies all over the line, and two little maids who were about twelve or thirteen years old were hanging their hands. Standing on his side, he lowered his eyebrows and bowed his knees to greet him: "Girl, please come in."

"Where are my companions?" Xi Fuwei looked at the situation and guessed that she was specially arranged to be here alone, but she still asked, "Where are they?"

After hearing the words, the maidservant in pink walked to the window not far away, raised his hand and rolled up the damask curtain, and pointed to the opposite side: "Girl, please."

Xi Fuwei was startled, and looked up, and saw that across an atrium, the upper floor opposite was a huge hall, just like this room, with glazed windows covering the wind and snow, but it's not like this room with the curtain down. , The curtains over there are hung high, and you can see the flying snow in the courtyard when you turn your head.

Of course, no one looked at Xi Fuwei's side at this moment, all staring at the high platform in the center of the Guang Hall.

The counter-time flowers cultivated in the greenhouse were placed on the platform. In addition to the colorful flowers, there were also many lush and cold-resistant green plants, which arranged a scene of flowers and plants.

In the vacant place, there was a piano censer. A young girl in a yellow shirt combed a startled bun with emerald swaying, sitting on the piano table, slowly plucked the seven strings.

While she was tuning the strings, her bright eyes were erratic, looking forward to brilliance, and the crowd of people in the audience applauded one after another, staring intently.

"Let's put it down." Xi Fuwei looked at the girl a few times, because she was so far away, she couldn't see her face clearly. Judging from the reaction there, she was obviously a pretty beautiful woman, but she thought it should not be Xing Xing head. .

After being seated, Tsing Yi's small servant left silently.

The two maidservants rolled up their sleeves and came up to serve.

Xi Fuwei watched them set up their teeth, and made a warm rose dew, and asked, "Will you go to the stage when you first wait?"

The little maid in green said: "If you go back to the girl, my lady will be on stage to perform a dance tonight. I think she will be dressing up behind her."

Then he said, "Hundreds of adults have already arrived. I think the meeting will start soon."

When the voice came down, I heard a few drumbeats from the opposite side of "Boom...Boom...Boom...", coming through the two glass windows and the sound of falling snow in the middle of the night.

"The young lady is coming out." Without Xi Fuwei's instructions, the two little servants had already stepped forward quickly, pulling the curtains one left and the other right.

In such a short moment, there were only a few pots of green trees as high as a person on the high platform that was still flourishing.

The music sounded from the corner of the high platform, which happened to be hidden by the green trees. It was indistinguishable. I just listened to the sound of the drum from slow to urgent, from low to high, abruptly inserting a piece of flute, like weeping like a whistle, and still resting, drums The sound also changed, and the sound of the flute seemed to be separated, as if entangled and scattered, Xi Fuwei was listening intently, beside the green tree, a gorgeous figure floated out!

In Xi Fuwei's position, it is impossible to see the person's brows and eyes, but even if she is in the audience at this moment, she may not be able to see the beauty.

Because Xing Xingshou was wearing a tulle mask of the same color as the dancing skirt at this moment, covering the beautiful face firmly, revealing only a pair of autumnal eyes.

The dance skirt she wore was very complicated. It seemed to be the twelve broken skirts of the Tang Dynasty, mixed with the characteristics of the phoenix tail skirt and the Yuehua skirt. It looked colorful and gorgeous.

The ribbon dance when dancing is really beautiful.

But because of the softness and frivolity of the texture, every time there is a tact, it also reveals the enchanting and twists of the figure, which hides the temptation.

Xi Fuwei held the wine cup, her eyes focused, but her heart was a little erratic.

...Anyone who has just been scolded by his boss for taking off his colleague's cloak, but is asked by the boss to put on his fox fur, can't be calm.

In other words, she was about to guess that Shen Pi Lan liked herself.

But this...

When I first saw Xu Jingchang, the young Dingguo’s evaluation, the contacts these days, and the decisiveness of the other party’s rejection of Song Jianiang and Yao Zhuosu...Xi Fuwei didn’t think she was a scornful person, but she couldn’t help but ask herself. : Why would Chen Pilan like her?

It is true that she is beautiful, but not to mention that Song Jianiang and Yao Zhuosu are both very charming, but at the moment there is a Yingtian Mansion at the feet of the emperor. It is also the first in the industry to seduce men for a living. The existence is dancing lightly, dumping all beings.

Before leaving, Shen Qianlan had clearly reminded him that he suspected that the head of the line was ill-intentioned tonight.

The calm and natural moment at that moment was like Xi Fuwei's illusion when he said goodbye to Xing Xingshou on the dock in the wind and snow that day.

In terms of learning, Xi Fuwei doesn't think that a woman who can be the head of a line, can talk to the Manchu civil and military elder sister Goulan, just learn to be bad.

Even if Xing Xingshou's status is special, he is not suitable for staying together... How can there be no girls with both talents and good looks in Yingtian Palace?

So why does Chen Qianlan have to like her?

Xi Fuwei thought calmly, is this a conspiracy, is it a whim, or is it?

She looked at the dancing figure in amazement, the flying dance clothes like a **** mandala blooming on a high platform, and like a beating flame, igniting the colorful sound of the whole house.

The sound of silk and bamboo has passed through the layers of barriers, and it is already inaudible. Only the penetrating drum beats, from inattentive to concentrated, from inattentive to torrential rain, like a lute, pearls Falling in disorder, Xing Xingshou's dancing posture became faster and faster and faster and faster. When he reached a high place, at least a dozen long-established musical instruments burst out, accompanied by the applause that almost overturned the roof. , The hustle and bustle in the snowy night.

However, Xing Xingshou suddenly stopped in a dazzling dance, and stopped in a graceful and enchanting posture.

At this moment, I don't know if it was a coincidence or deliberate, the veil on her face slipped quietly, like a peach blossom in the early morning of spring, waking up sleepy with dew.

There was a moment of silence under the high platform before returning to the noisy surprise.

Xi Fuwei, who was alone in the small building, squinted, trying to see her clearly.

But just like on the dock that day, Xing Xing smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, bowed his head, and acted gracefully and neatly. After quickly flashing back to Bishu, he was gone.

The girl who had just played the piano changed into a more ornate and grand dress to comfort her. At the same time, a group of women in colorful dresses also filed out of the door on the side. They were plump and thin, and glamorous, spreading to the table to serve.

"Let down the curtain, then the demons will dance around over there. You don't have to look at this kind girl like you." Xi Fuwei almost missed his hand and smashed the wine cup at the casual order, and asked in amazement, "Why are you here?"

Not far behind her, there stood Ouyang Yuanshui who didn't know when he came in.

This person wore a very low-key tonight, a crab shell and blue chrysanthemum pattern tuxedo, a waist belt with leather straps, soap fast boots on his feet, and short jade hairpins with ink hair, and the usual frivolous laughter faded between his eyebrows and eyes. But there is a sense of depression.

He did not immediately answer Xi Fuwei's words, but watched the two little servants pull up the curtain, and finally walked back quietly before walking to her, taking the wine she had just drunk and sipped, and said lightly:" Of course, if you want to go quietly and lift the curtain to peek at or something...I will not see it."

"Why are you here?" Xi Fuwei frowned, and looked at him suspiciously. "I heard that Xing Xing only invited us Jin Yiwei tonight?"

Ouyang Yuanshui chuckled and said, "It's all for your majesty, so what if you add me? Believe it or not, ask a hundred of you, and you won't care about such a thing."

"Then why are you coming over here?" Xi Fuwei heard the words, and the suspicion in his eyes remained unchanged, and said, "Since Xing Xingshou invited you, shouldn't you go to the hall? And how did you know me? Here?"

"Naturally, the master here told me." Ouyang Yuanshui sold Xing Xingshou without any burden. "Otherwise, why would the people under Xing Fang return quietly bring me here, before I went down without my hint. Up?"

Fanggui must be the name of Xing Xingshou.

Because Yingtian Mansion is far away from Jining, and Xi Fuwei is not interested in specifically inquiring about the Goulan girl, she has never heard of this name.

She quickly analyzed Ouyang Yuanshui's words, her face changed slightly: "What do you mean?"

"..." Ouyang Yuanshui looked down at her, and the two looked at her for a moment. The corners of his mouth were hooked, and the gloom between his brows suddenly disappeared, as if returning to the jokes and ease of the past when they met, and said softly, "Silly girl , Of course, I hope that I will look for you to be happy when I am happy over there!"

"Is it serious?" Xi Fuwei was shocked, but she gave him a flat look on her face, and said, "I and this first line are neither relatives nor injustices nor enemies. She is going to die like this. Pit me?"

Ouyang Yuanshui squinted his eyes, bent over to her ears, and whispered: "Heart, you really know how to joke, can you not be murdered if you are not a relative, nor a grievance? Who made this? Huh? "

His words were frivolous and his movements were ambiguous, Xi Fuwei frowned, reached out and grabbed his ears and pulled them apart: "Speak well if you want to speak!"

"When I saw me before, I just smiled." Ouyang Yuanshui cried out, saw Xi Fuwei indifferent, sighed and opened her hand, straightened up, and said, "Now? The new guy forgets the old guy!"

Xi Fuwei held up the wine bottle speechlessly, wanted to take a sip to suppress the goose bumps, but when she handed it to her mouth, she remembered that she had been drunk by this person, so she let it go again and said, "You are something on the stall. This yin and yang is weird? What do you want when you run over tonight, let's just say it! If you go around like this, then you should play by yourself, I don't bother to care about you."

Ouyang Yuanshui smiled. Just about to say something, the door that was hidden when the maid left was suddenly knocked.