The night sky was dark and the opera garden was brightly lit, like a bonfire under the sky. There were laughter everywhere and the drama on the stage was sonorous.

Zhong Yingru's eyes suddenly returned to Li Changzhou.

They had had affairs several times, and they seemed to be semi-acquainted with each other physically, but for the first time today, she noticed that there was a kind of mockery in his smile.

Just like the characters on the stage - I am the king of heaven on the stage, and the people in the audience dare to point their fingers at them, but they don't take it to heart at all.

Is this how he looks to outsiders?

"Forcing someone to do something difficult?" The tall, thin middle-aged man repeated the word and sneered.

He lifted up his gown and sat down on the stool.

"Second Master Li," the tall, thin middle-aged man's tone was full of teasing and ridicule, "When you live in this world, God forces you to do something difficult. How hard is it to live? You are not young, you don't understand this?"

Zhong Yingru frowned and turned her eyes to the middle-aged man again.

"No matter who is behind you, how dare you talk to the second master like this?"

Now the entire Xia Kingdom is decided by the Li family, the Song family, and the Zhao family. Li Changzhou is the second young master of the Li family. Except for a few people, who dares to show favor to him?

The assassination in the past few days had not been for the fact that Marshal Li wanted to test his son and decide on his successor, Songcheng would have been filled with blood and blood.

"Li Changzhou," the middle-aged man raised his lips and looked at Li Changzhou, "Do you think I dare?"

Li Changzhou fell into deep thought. What could he gain by pretending to join the other party?

If the other party wins over you, they will stop trying to win over others. With one less enemy in the dark and one more helper, you can also know how they plan to deal with Marshal Li and Li Bichang.

Zhong Yingru and the middle-aged man in a shirt were both looking at him. He was lying on the couch, his elbows supporting the armrests, his hands and five fingers facing each other in front of his chest, his eyes looking thoughtful.

"Forget it." The two of them suddenly heard him say.

At the beginning, I had a conciliatory relationship with the assassin. I was just here for the first time and wanted to see something.

Now if he is asked to obey the orders of an organization for a long time, and the other party's subordinate with some status dares not to treat him as a human being, even if the task becomes easier (simple does not mean it can be completed), what's the point?

"Forget it?" The middle-aged man in a long gown frowned.

On the stage, deafening gongs and cymbals crashed down.

The heroine flicked her sleeves, and her beaded headdress shone with blue light.

Zhong Yingru covered her mouth and widened her eyes. The eyes of the middle-aged man in a long gown were burning with white fire. The whites of his eyes swallowed up the boy's eyes, and his eye sockets were all white.

He was still sitting on the stool, but his whole body was stiff, giving people a pale feeling like a candle.

On the stage, Wu Sheng shook his face and gained a ghost-like mask.

"Okay!" cheers came from all over the place.

The Black Death slowly put away his scythe, and his figure gradually transformed into a lake.

"Second Master!" The door was suddenly pushed open, and Liu De led someone in.

Black Death is good everywhere, but there is a dark wind when it comes out, but it can be used to enjoy the coolness in summer.

"Hang him at the city gate for three days." Li Changzhou pointed at the soulless middle-aged man in a long gown.

Liu De looked at the corpse, his face changed, and his eyes widened. The corpse in front of him showed no resistance and no wounds. The person died suddenly, and the appearance of his death was extremely strange.

"Do you want to send someone to watch?" His attitude towards Li Changzhou, in addition to power and money, also included a hint of obedience based on strength.

"What are you looking at with a corpse? Let whoever wants it take it. Throw it out. It will bring bad luck if you leave it here." Li Changzhou took a sip of the wine.

"Yes." Liu De turned his head and shouted to his subordinates in a low voice, "Carry it away!"

The bodyguards stepped forward and carried the body out neatly, leaving only Li Changzhou and Zhong Yingru in the box.

"You also saw it," Li Changzhou put down his wine glass, "I have caused a lot of trouble recently. Even my eldest brother wanted to kill me. Let's not have any contact during this period."

He turned his head and looked at Zhong Yingru, who was still in shock: "When the matter is resolved, we will be together again."

Zhong Yingru put down her hands on her chest and turned her eyes to Li Changzhou.

Her expression was very complicated, as if she was meeting him for the first time.

After a long while, she said dullly: "I thought you were just good-looking and would please women."

"I'm sure you're good-looking. If you're good at pleasing women, you'll have to choose someone." Li Changzhou smiled, "Sister-in-law, go back early. Pay attention to safety on the road. It's best not to go out during this period."

Zhong Ying nodded subconsciously. After coming to her senses, she stood up and walked outside.

"Sister-in-law."

Zhong Yingru turned around and saw Li Changzhou pointing at her body, with the shawl still lying there.

She walked back as if she had lost her soul, reached out and picked up the shawl, and when she was about to turn around, she suddenly pounced on her.

She pressed down on Li Changzhou who was lying softly, hugged his neck tightly with her hands, and pressed her delicate face against his, as if she wanted to draw warmth from his body.

The two of them were as close as stacked spoons. As long as Li Changzhou put down his hands, he could wrap his arms around her slender waist, and then down to her curved buttocks.

"Ah Zhou," she murmured in a low voice, "I am yours in this life. If you die, I will die with you whether I want it or not."

She raised her head, smeared her red lips with rouge, and breathed in the warm air. Her lips were slightly opened, but before they fell down, her tongue had already slightly poked out.

Li Changzhou lowered his hand and knocked her unconscious.

He picked up the back collar of her cheongsam and threw it on the couch next door.

"Damn it!" He couldn't help but cursed in a low voice and rubbed his chest with his hand.

If you leave the scent, do you still have the nerve to see Miss Yang? This woman is simply mentally ill!

Li Changzhou put his finger into the wine glass, wanting to sprinkle some wine on his body to get some wine smell, but he thought about it and forgot about it.

Neither he nor Yang Qinglan actually drink, they only try it occasionally as a life experience.

He let out a long sigh, feeling very annoyed, even more annoying than killing someone and having one more enemy.

As if he was against him, the stage became more lively, and the Spring Emperor appeared on the stage.

Xu Sheng is dressed up, even if he is wearing a costume and paint, you can see that he has a very good temperament, he is calm and composed but always has a bit of melancholy, and he looks like a great beauty. No wonder he was rated as one of the four beauties by the newspaper.

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The drama should be as light as it should be, and as heavy as it should be. Peking opera is in her mouth, being held like a piece of candy, and she can do it as she pleases.

The play is called "Beating Drums and Scolding Cao", and she plays Mi Heng.

"Even if you cut off my head, I will be famous all over the world for scolding Cao!"

As soon as he started speaking, the sound of cheers from the audience almost became substantial and threatened to overturn the box.

After the show ended, Li Changzhou applauded and asked Liu De to prepare a flower basket and go to see her backstage.

"Where are the clothes?"

"The beard is not attached yet?"

“Where did the black films go?”

In the dressing room backstage, the actresses were busy getting dressed and applying makeup.

Chun Huang had known in advance that Mr. Li was coming and came to greet him early.

Before she could speak, Li Changzhou quickened his pace and walked over. Before he reached him, he smiled and clasped his fists: "Miss Wu, Li Changzhou is so polite!"

Chun Huang, whose real name is Wu Chun'er.

It wasn't originally called Wu Chun'er, but Sun Xiaoyun later changed it for her - Wu Chun'er struggled to fight for spring, and everyone was jealous.

Seeing Li Changzhou wearing a suit but deliberately bowing his head, Wu Chun'er giggled, looking a little girlish but also generous and cheerful.

Li Changzhou turned around and took the flower basket from Liu De's hand, handed it to Chunhuang, and clasped his fists again:

"I have been abroad all year round, and I don't understand opera and look down on it. Today, Emperor Chun gave me a slap in the face and made me gain knowledge."

"Second Master, don't say that," Wu Chun'er pursed her lips and said with a smile. There was still makeup on her face, which looked as beautiful as a silhouette in 1928. "If word gets out and people say that I will slap you when we meet, I will be punished."

Cursed to death."

"That's true." Li Changzhou smiled and said, "It's a small matter if I get slapped, but it's a big deal if people don't dare to come and listen to Chunhuang's drama."

He turned to Liu De and said, "I'll tell all the newspapers in the city that I, Li Er, heard Chunhuang's play and slapped myself."

"Here!" Liu De clasped his hands and responded loudly, just like an ancient general taking orders.

Wu Chun'er giggled again, laughing so happily that her cheerful character was embarrassed. She pulled up the sleeves of her costume and covered half of her mouth, leaving only her crooked eyes exposed.

Liu De was so lost in his thoughts that he still held his hands together without letting go.

After laughing enough, Wu Chun'er took a breath and said, "Second Master, if you don't become a master and sing on stage with us, you will definitely be more famous than me."

"Okay." Li Changzhou looked at her with a smile, "When I am no longer a master, I will go to the opera with Chunhuang and travel to the ends of the world. Maybe I can become a 'Lihuang' or a 'Changhuang'.

The title of 'Day Emperor'."

Looking directly at his charming black eyes, Wu Chun'er couldn't help but pursed her lips and looked away.

"Chun'er, it's your second scene soon!" someone shouted from a distance.

Wu Chun'er glanced at Li Changzhou and bit her lip.
To be continued...