Jian Yumei walked up to Jinfeng.

Because it is a big brand, and big brands have separate dressing rooms, Jian Yumei walked into Jinfeng's separate dressing room.

"Miss Jinfeng, I need to disturb you if I have something," Jian Yumei said.

At this moment Jinfeng's whole body was shocked because she didn't expect anyone to come in.

These days, she always had some bad premonitions. She had a premonition that a person was always looking at her, covered in blood.

She knew who he was, and he was the Mongolian prince. She always wondered if something had happened to him these days, but she could take the initiative to ask.

Because it was not convenient for her to ask about it at the moment.

She turned her head and said, "Who are you?"

Jin Feng asked tremblingly.

"I am a friend of the Mongolian prince Mulun, and I want to ask something," Jian Yumei said.

When Jian Yumei said about Mulun, Jinfeng trembled a little.

"What's wrong with him? Why doesn't he come? He hasn't come for a long time," Jin Feng said.

"Well, he's dead, don't you know yet," Jian Yumei said.

"I don't know, I really don't know," Jinfeng said, tears suddenly fell on his face.

"What's wrong with you, Miss Jinfeng? There have been memories between you, right?" Jian Yumei asked.

"I don't know how to tell you, but I think you are a trustworthy person. He is dead. I didn't expect him to die. I have received a lot of rewards from him. I said that I don't want to give up everything for the time being. I was with him, but I didn't expect him to die. Why did he die? I thought he was angry with me and didn't come to see me, but I didn't expect him to be dead," Jinfeng said in a low voice, feeling very sad. appearance.

Jian Yumei knew that Mulun's death had nothing to do with her.

I wonder if she knows anything about that book.

"You actually still like such a prosperous life and are not willing to give up for him, right?" Jian Yumei asked tolerantly.

"Yeah, I think I'm just about to become famous. I want to sing well again. Although many princes and nobles come to me, I'm not a prostitute. I just socialize with them. I won't have anything to do with them. They Most people won't force me. Because I'm famous, I know a lot of people. Even if some of them want to do evil, they are afraid that their reputation will be so great that they will make a fool of themselves. Besides, I won't pay attention to ordinary people. , but Mullen wants me to let go of everything, but I can't do it. I'm afraid that everything will disappear. I'm also afraid. I've been practicing for many years since I was a child, suffered a lot, and sat on the bench for a long time. It's not easy to become famous. , I have put in a lot of hard work and sacrifice to achieve this,” Jinfeng said.

Jian Yumei looked at her, he didn't know which of her words were truth and which were lies.

But Jian Yumei knows that in general, women who are surrounded by many men will definitely discount their true love. Even if they have true love, they will not really cherish it. They will compare repeatedly. After this comparison, the real ones are often not as good as the fake ones. .

Jian Yumei sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Jin Feng asked.

"It's okay. By the way, do you know those books by Mulun, such as the Secret History of Mongolia?" Jian Yumei asked.

"This is a strange question. I usually only read drama books. I spent a lot of energy memorizing those words. I really don't have the energy to care about the books you mentioned," Jin Feng said.

Jian Yumei looked at Jinfeng taking off her makeup. She was so beautiful and charming, she was really beautiful, but she would not be tempted.

"Well, I'll take my leave and go on stage. You're right, you already have a reputation. You just need to sing well and keep going steadily," Jian Yumei said.

"Thank you, by the way, has he been buried?" Jinfeng said to Jian Yumei.

"He has been buried, so don't worry. If you are willing to see him, I will let you know later," Jian Yumei said.

Jinfeng nodded.

Jian Yumei turned around and left. He knew that there were many people lining up to pick up Jinfeng outside the door, and Jinfeng had to quickly remove her makeup and change clothes.

It's difficult for her too, Jian Yumei suddenly thought, so many people have to socialize, they have people they like and don't like, and they are all together. If one day they make a mistake and are deceived, there is nothing they can do about it.

But what can be done, this is life.

Jian Yumei walked out of the troupe and walked down the long street. In Beijing on an autumn night, all kinds of things were happening everywhere. The matter of a Mongolian prince should be forgotten soon.

So many stories of emperors, queens, concubines, princes, princes and ministers have been forgotten. There is nothing in this world that cannot be forgotten.

He thought as he walked, and soon, he felt that he had traveled to another space. When he came out, it was already the next place he wanted to visit.

Jian Yumei thought that if a Mongolian prince like Mulun had not left and was still on the Mongolian grassland, he would have had to deal with wind and rain, but he also preferred Han culture and wanted to socialize with various Han beauties. That should also be a tragedy.

Even if he is not a Mongolian noble, he is a noble of any dynasty. If he loses his territory, it will definitely be a tragedy if he wants to maintain the kind of embrace of beautiful women that only those in power can have.

At this moment, Jian Yumei has arrived at Bada Hutong.

Jian Yumei has been here before and is not very unfamiliar.

That night, Jian Yumei met Xiao Fengxian here. He remembered that there were some heroes, including Zhu De, who fought with General Cai E in the Battle of Mianmianpo against the Beiyang Army in the War to Protect the Country. Jian Yumei remembered that night, The wind seemed to linger that night.

That is a legend, just like how Xiao Fengxian sent General Cai E away on such a night, that is also a legend.

But what I am looking for now is a tragedy, the tragedy of a dying hero.

In fact, Jian Yumei is very curious about Mulun's story now.

A Mongolian prince stepped forward resolutely when the princes around him wanted to leave the country. However, he was unable to fight against so many hostile forces on his own, so he had to return to Beijing alone.

He likes Chinese poetry, Chinese culture, and Chinese beauties.

Truly a legend.

Jian Yumei arrived in front of Mingyue Tower.

He raised his eyes and saw a beautiful woman leaning on the top of Mingyue Tower.

The beauty looked at everything outside, as if she was awake alone and everyone was drunk, but she looked at the scenery inside the building and felt that she was still nostalgic for the prosperity.

Jian Yumei looked at the beauty, and now he seemed to know who she was.

He walked in.

A young man came to greet him.

"Uncle, welcome, uncle. Is this your first time here? I haven't seen you before. It doesn't matter. We feel like home here. You will definitely want to come again in the future."

Jian Yumei smiled.

"Uncle, I would like to ask you what you want to do now. Do you want to drink first, or go straight to the wedding? Do you want to find a girl who is very straightforward, or do you want to find a girl who is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, first talk about poetry and then have sex? "The young man said.

Jian Yumei looked at this young man.
Chapter completed!