The clothes are fragrant and the shadows on the temples are wrapped around the beams.
Relying on Xia Liyuan's status as King Qingyun, Wen Ranran had the opportunity to know whether the cushions of the chairs in the best viewing position were soft. At the same time, she noticed that the two Yan Kingdom businessmen went to the second floor.
He took a sip of the green tea served by the waiter and crossed his legs comfortably.
I am really tired after eating all day!
"The business of this Siyue Dance House is quite good."
Xia Liyuan nodded, "Speaking of which, the owner of the Siyue Dance House was saved by General Wen."
"King Qingyun knows quite a lot."
"I haven't heard from you for more than ten years, so I can only understand you from these aspects."
Suddenly, the man beside him felt sad.
The melancholic appearance makes ordinary women feel distressed when they see him.
Wen Ranran patted his shoulder coolly.
"King Qingyun, don't dwell on the old relationship from more than ten years ago. We people have to look forward. Others will misunderstand your sour words."
The corner of Xia Liyuan's mouth twitched.
After a day of eating, drinking and having fun with her, how could she still say such heartless words?
Is this woman made of steel?
Seeing Xia Liyuan frustrated, Jiang Tang tried not to laugh out loud, feeling that the county prince was really too worried.
From the fact that Wen Ranran didn't take saving the county prince seriously at all, we can guess that Wen Ranran didn't miss the old king Qingyun who was a fat toad.
At this time, the silk bamboos on the stage suddenly rose, and a beautiful figure in red fell from the sky.
Wen Ranran was stunned.
You can tell from the cheers in the hall.
This is the famous dancer—Wanwan!
Her figure overlaps with someone in her memory.
With the sound of the zither, the red gauze on the face of the dancing girl Wanwan fell off, revealing her beautiful face. Every frown and every smile is beautiful!
mother!
Wen Ranran was shocked.
Seeing this, Xia Liyuan was curious, "What's wrong?"
But the other party was fascinated, smiling with tears in his eyes, staring at the graceful woman on the stage.
The last note fell.
Wanwan left the scene.
Wen Ranran stood up with a bang and followed closely. Without paying attention to the road, her head hit a chest that was like an iron wall, and her little head buzzed.
Look up.
It turned out to be Zhang Ying, the deputy general beside Xia Lishuang.
"Concubine, are you okay?" Zhang Ying clasped his fists in fear, "The general has not seen the road, please forgive me!"
"fine!"
Wen Ranran pushed him away and rushed to the back of the stage, but was stopped by people from the dance studio. The owner of the dance studio, who was in his forties but still charming, looked at her with his arms folded.
"Guests are not allowed to enter the backstage area."
Seeing Miss Wanwan disappear, Wen Ranran said hurriedly: "Aunt Yunxi, I am Wen Ranran!"
The shop owner looked her up and down, his eyes brightened with surprise, a smile appeared on his face, he stretched out his hand to take Wen Ranran into his arms, and walked slowly backstage.
"It turns out to be Miss Wen. I can't even recognize you because you're so dark!"
"...You haven't seen me a few times since I was a kid."
Xia Liyuan saw them going to the backstage looking affectionate. He turned his fan and looked at the room upstairs where Zhang Ying had just come out. At this moment, two familiar figures came out of it. They were the two Yanguo businessmen who were just at the intersection.
!
Can't help but wonder.
Why did Xia Lishuang's people come into contact with the Yan people?