Hearing this, he laughed at himself and wanted to drink a strong liquor.
But at this moment, he was stupefied looking at the stage not far away, which just missed breaking into his eyes …!
Hands trembled unconsciously!
"pa ~!" The cups and cups are splashed on the ground, and the drinks spill on the skirts.
Wolf down each other’ contending’ Xiaofan two dog suddenly stopped stealing a look …
Chapter 229 Looking back at the end of the world, I don’t know each other.
Bright lights reflect the moon; Nandu Hongtai Cloud Sleeve Shadow
When the singer started, the lights on the stage were already shining in all directions not far away.
Qian Linger heard that she stopped at the downtown riverside of the market for a while. She listened, felt and relished the long singing voice, which was full of charm, and the soft voice was constantly evoking her memories.
Red curtain stage, beautiful woman dancing, sleeves, cloud shirt, pretty and charming exhibition, Danfeng powder smoked, white head sent to blue shirt.
At that time Qian Linger smiled and was sweet …
The little maid beside me saw the beauty of her wife’s shallow smile, but it was as bright as a hundred flowers blooming all over the street.
The soft figure on the stage seems to be weaving a dreamlike picture, where money shines in a trance before her eyes and she can feel that he has never left; He always raised his mouth slightly at her; He has been waiting for her to embrace him.
She smiled at Zhan Yan.
"Madam, look! I want to sing to resist the purport and refuse marriage! " The little handmaid seem to be a picture of her sadness and joy, turning her eyes from time to time.
Looking up at the singing tune of the lyrics on the red platform, even a smile made her fall into obsession with a sweet smile.
Memories flow like water, and I look at the sonorous figure of Taiwan. Qian Linger unconsciously raised his steps and walked slowly towards the red platform.
Your handmaid saw that she wanted to talk to you at once, but she was held back by Tao Chengwen! She frowned and asked with a puzzled look.
Tao Chengwen looked at Qian Furen and sighed, "Don’t disturb my wife and let her be alone."
The little maid looked puzzled. She looked around. "Isn’t the written general Wen Qing the Duke already …?"
Still looking at the back of Qian Furen, Tao Chengwen showed admiration. "Although Wen Qinghou died, the spirit was always with his wife."
The little maid was finally moved, and when she looked at the lonely figure of her wife, she always felt very lonely and pitied.
She couldn’t bear to whisper in her heart, "No wonder Mrs. Wen Qing has always said that the duke is still alive … The duke has been living in her heart …"
Seems to be unable to bear to disturb Tao Chengwen’s little handmaid, both of whom stopped to watch that beautiful image slowly …
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The gongs, drums, and floating vocals are graceful and melodious …
"… I’ll appear after you sing. Don’t laugh at the wind and the moon. Don’t laugh at the absurdity. I also asked Qing Huang how to think about the rise and fall …" (Lyrics)
Luo Yu looked at the stage play and stepped up his sleeves, just like the soft cavity of Kunqu Opera in previous lives, telling the rise and fall of palace examination once …
The wine lamp hovered quietly in front of him, and he murmured, "No.1 scholar … love?"