"Okay, let Xu Que watch it." Qin Mo said.

Soon, Zhao Manjun came back and Qin Mo returned to his previous inappropriate appearance.

Qin Mo accompanied Zhao Manjun for two or three days.

It made Zhao Manjun very troubled.

However, Xu Que still found nothing.

"Find a substitute to play Zhao Manjun and ask her to go to the opera house to see if anyone will take the bait." Qin Mo stretched and was wild outside for a few days, and was satisfied.

He said something to Zhao Manjun and left.

It is impossible to be affectionate and affectionate. He just likes Zhao Manjun purely.

At this time, outside the imperial tomb, there was a small lakeside.

After Yuan Tiangang retired, he lived a very relaxed life.

I just ask about anything. I usually accompany Xiao Xuanji, wander among the green mountains and waters, drink tea, recite poems and music.

I really made up for all the hardships of the previous decades.

However, it was Xiao Yurou who accompanied him to drink tea at this time.

She knelt in front of Yuan Tiangang, frowning, "Master, I heard from her in the capital. It is said that the Opera House is going to let her go back again."

"What do you want?" Yuan Tiangang picked up the teacup and blew gently, "Do you want to see her?"

"I have no idea."

Xiao Yurou shook her head, "When she heard about my death, she would definitely take the opportunity to take revenge. She followed the world's most cruel person, and I don't know how many grievances she suffered.

She will not be a match for the cruel person, and she does not understand him either.

If the beginning is wrong, he will never believe it in the future.

There are no less than ten famous singers in the capital, all of which were cultivated by him.

Who cares about a person who has disappeared for several years?

So, he must have made some plans for doing this.”

"Since you know, then it's not for free to pass it now?" Yuan Tiangang took a sip of tea and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the surrounding area of ​​the imperial tomb was not big, it was very safe.

Li Shilong still has this trust in him.

There were no secret guards around this, otherwise, could Xiao Yurou come out so openly and breathe?

Xiao Yurou struggled fiercely, "If she dared to show any bad thoughts, that cruel person would not show mercy.

I brought her up."

Yuan Tiangang dipped his hands into tea and drew a picture on the short table, "This time, it's a knot again.

If you insist on going over, you will most likely fall into the trap.

But go, she might die.

No one can guess Miaoyun's mind.

It's not easy for you to untie this knot."

"Please help me with my disciple!"

Xiao Yurou made up her mind to rescue Zhao Manjun from Qin Mo.

Yuan Tiangang smiled bitterly, "If you meet that guy, you won't have the upper hand as a teacher.

The two apprentices gave them freely, and even the Taoist throne gave them to him.

He is now the head of Ziweixing Sect. I am a idle person now, so how can I care about him?"

"Is the master willing to help his disciple?" Xiao Yurou said with some disappointment: "The disciple can only go to ask his aunt for help."

When Yuan Tiangang heard this, he said helplessly: "Don't bother your aunt in this matter."

The person who tied the bell must also be able to untie the bell, and you can only do this yourself.

She just needs to know that you are still alive and will not be in a murderous mood to Qin Mo, so she will not be in danger.

The most difficult thing is to pass the message to her.

It is not easy for you to pass the information to her from surveillance.

And, why are you sure that she really returns to the opera house?”

Yuan Tiangang sighed, "You will never know Miaoyun's backup plan, so you should make sure if it's her on stage.

If not, find where she is.

Pass the message to her.

But it is unlikely that you want to rescue her.

And I will definitely turn myself in."

Xiao Yurou gritted her teeth and said, "So what if you turn in? Let him kill him again!"

Seeing her angry and full of grief, Yuan Tiangang sighed and said, "I'm crazy, why bother?"

"I must rescue her!"

Xiao Yurou turned around and left.

Yuan Tiangang didn't call her, but just said, "Next year's birthday is a good day. If you want to save her, this day is the best time."

"Thank you uncle!" Xiao Yurou turned to look at Yuan Tiangang and left immediately.

Yuan Tiangang dripped water again, drew a picture on the table, and murmured: "I have tried my best to do what you two have to me. Whether it will be successful depends on their luck."

......

Zhao Manjun's grand return caused a great sensation in the Beijing singer world.

Zhao Manjun was the world's number one singer back then.

But for no reason, he disappeared, and in the end the first singer turned into a little peony.

Xiao Mudan also left the front desk behind.

Now the ten golden flowers in the Song Jiyuan are famous all over the world, and it is hard to find a ticket.

Zhao Manjun's sudden return made them full of hostility.

But Qin Mo spoke, who dared to talk nonsense?

Many people even think that Zhao Manjun has gone to give birth to a child for Qin Mo in the past two or three years.

Anyway, there are all kinds of things.

Then, the poet Qin Mochou was exposed again and became the topic of conversation for everyone after dinner.

The scalper even sold Zhao Manjun's return tickets to 200 taels of silver, but it was hard to get a ticket.

The purpose is to witness the appearance of the world's number one singer in the past and to see what famous songs she brought this time.

Xiao Yurou disguised herself and could no longer see her former appearance.

Even with her broken arm, she tried to fill her sleeves with something.

Fortunately, it was winter, and no one was exploring these things in his coat.

She spent 400 taels to buy a front seat. It is said that the scalpers are all from the Opera House.

An average ticket costs 100 to 100 taels.

After the scalpers came out, they were fried hundreds of taels, which was very unscrupulous.

She checked the ticket and walked into the opera house, sitting at the front desk, feeling a little nervous, afraid that she would be exposed.

There were crowds of people around him calling Zhao Manjun and asking her to come on stage as soon as possible.

Looking back on all these years, she no longer felt hatred in her heart.

After all, she is also a poor child, so why should she take on this?

After all, it is as Yuan Tiangang said, one thought of Buddha, one thought of demon.

Although she was forced back then, deeper thoughts were not without deeper thoughts in her heart.

How can those who board the boat say that they don’t understand the surging waves?

Soon, the warm-up performance began. Looking at the singers, Xiao Yuru's face turned a little red, which was too vulgar.

After finally getting through the warmth, Zhao Manjun finally waited for the stage.

But she was wearing a veil. In terms of appearance, body and even voice, she was very similar to Zhao Manjun.

But she led Zhao Manjun.

How could she not know the children she raised herself?

"This is a fake!" Xiao Yurou frowned immediately.

Since this is fake, where is it real?
Chapter completed!