The expected pain did not come, and after the dizziness disappeared, Song Yizhi found herself sitting on the imperial concubine's couch in a room. She stood up suddenly, and then realized that the clothes on her body were wrong.
Wearing a plain white soft gauze floor-length skirt, the layers of soft gauze outline a slender waist, making it light and elegant.
This is not her dress!
Song Yizhi walked to the dressing table with her long skirt in her hands, and a stunning porcelain-white face was reflected in the bronze mirror.
The black hair that was originally neatly combed is now loosely gathered behind her back, with two hairpins holding up some hair, looking casual and lazy, with an orchid flower dangling between her eyebrows.
Seeing that the face reflected in the bronze mirror was still so familiar, Song Yizhi breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, she rolled up her sleeves, and there were two bracelets and two snakes on her wrists.
Okay, okay, everything is there.
But what is her condition now?
And this house, the furnishings and decorations are not to say how luxurious, but they are absolutely exquisite.
The layers of gauze hanging from the beams are dreamlike, there is also a pair of bead curtains, and there is a bookshelf in the distance...
"bump!"
There was a knock on the door of the room, and the maid's polite voice sounded, "Miss Shaoyao, the dance skirt has been brought to you."
After they left, Song Yizhi picked up the gauze while eating melon seeds and walked over. Looking at the red dance skirt on the mahogany tray, she reached out to pick up the skirt and looked at it, her face became particularly beautiful.
"Don't you think something is wrong here?" Song Yizhi crossed his legs, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his storage bracelet, and said while eating the melon seeds, "That old bustard just now didn't look like a living person."
Song Yizhi sat on the edge of the bed. She straightened her sleeves and shawl, her expression slightly serious.
Wasn't this woman looking for Peony? Why did she find herself?
"You'd better be fine." Yuan Xu gritted his teeth.
Song Yizhi swept the melon seed shells on the ground under the bed with his feet, then straightened his sleeves and sat upright, saying in a cold voice, "Come in."
This day is just free time!
Song Yizhi smiled, walked out of the house and wandered around in the Peony Building.
The Madam's eyes went dark when Song Yizhi pinched her. She wanted to grab Song Yizhi's arm, but the strangled neck made it difficult for her to breathe and lose strength.
Song Yizhi was attracted by the sound of pushing the door open, and saw that the woman walked in, with a calm expression on her face and a mess in her heart.
There was chaos in the Peony Building.
The maids were so frightened that they ran away when they were targeted.
"If you can't speak, don't speak." After Yuan Xu said this, he went to sleep and ignored Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi thought for a while, then said with a cold air, "Mom, I'm better at music theory."
Yuan Xu, who was forcibly woken up, said in a bad tone, "Just tell me if you have anything to say!"
Yuan Xu's hoarse and cold voice sounded, "It doesn't look like that anymore."
Along the way, she met many maids, and those maids saluted Song Yizhi one after another.
But it's done like a real person.
After walking around for a while, Song Yizhi saw the old bustard coming towards him.
If she can't get out, then no one can get out.
Song Yizhi threw the melon seed shells on the ground, then chewed the melon seeds and thought about it.
After seeing off the madam, Song Yizhi closed the door, then rolled up his sleeves and started rummaging around the house.
The corpse that fell on the ground stiffened, and in addition to a pinch mark on its neck, there was also a thin bloody mark.
Song Yizhi did not dare to speak rashly. She looked around and found that there were many musical instruments placed in the room.
"Dong dong dong."
The surrounding maids were so frightened by Song Yizhi's move that their faces turned pale. Some of the timid ones even screamed and ran away, shouting "Killed! Miss Shaoyao killed!".
Song Yizhi chuckled and said, "Let's discuss something. If I can't get out, you can take the rattan bamboo and the jade snake out."
"Zombie demon?" Song Yizhi said to himself, "I don't think it looks like a corpse demon, but more like a puppet?"
Just when Yuan Xu was about to continue sleeping, Song Yizhi poked him again.
After all, I don't have any clues now.
Song Yizhi increased his strength, and with a "click", the old bustard's neck was broken and he was thrown to the ground.
Then it is not a living person, it has no vitality at all.
Do you want to do this to her?
Seeing that "Shaoyao" looked calm and silent, the Madam was used to it, so she spoke eagerly, "That child Peony is unlucky. She fell ill temporarily. You can go to the dance tonight on her behalf."
Sure enough, a puppet.
Song Yizhi squinted her eyes, lowered her eyes and adjusted her sleeves, then her eyes fell on the maids.
Yuan Xu did not answer.
He is not a living person, but he can be as interesting and interesting as a living person.
Wait a minute, what's going on?
"My good daughter." The old madam walked up, stretched out her hand to pull the catkins of "Shaoyao" affectionately, and said softly, "Mom, I want to ask you for help with something."
How can anyone just say depressing words when entering a secret realm?
Besides, the cat's owner has prepared a lot of life-saving things for her.
"My good daughter, why are you still here? You should hurry up and practice dancing! Don't let anything go wrong tonight!" the madam said worriedly.
The madam opened the door and walked in. When he saw the girl standing in front of the bronze mirror, he instantly smiled kindly.
"Oh, I know you're good at music theory, but you're not bad at dancing either!" The Madam held "Shaoyao"'s hand and her smile became more flattering, "Good daughter, please help mom this time, our Peony House's reputation will be even better
Well, you will earn more!"
The maid opened the door, glanced at the beauty sitting beside the bed through the layers of gauze, then put the dance skirt on the table and went out.
Wait! Have you become that peony girl?!
Song Yizhi, who understood this, was not at all flustered but felt speechless.
Looking at the old bustard who looked a little scared, Song Yizhi said in a calm voice, "Tell me how to break the formation."
"Is this a skirt?" Song Yizhi placed a pile of fabrics on the table and fell into silence.
The madam was strangled by the neck, and her expression became painful.
Feeling the approach of death, the madam suddenly became frightened, "What? What did you say? Let me go first, I, I won't force you to dance anymore, I won't force you to dance anymore, I won't dance anymore."
"Oh, how reckless~" The deliberately elongated tail tone revealed a hint of charm.
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yizhi was slapped by Yuan Xu's snake tail.
Under the old bustard's plea, Song Yizhi reluctantly agreed.
This Shaoyao girl should be proficient in music theory, but as for dancing, I’m not sure.
Song Yizhi didn't show anything on his face, but he was horrified in his heart.
Looking at the even more chaotic Peony Building, Song Yizhi held up her skirt, turned around slowly and walked upstairs.
She has never seen the Peony girl.
Song Yizhi said nothing. She took two steps forward and suddenly stretched out her hand to pinch the old bustard's neck. The cold touch was not like a living person.
"Don't tell me?" Song Yizhi said with a little more strength.
The madam really didn't know how to break the formation, and her face was livid due to lack of oxygen.
"Yuan Xu." Song Yizhi poked the black snake on his wrist.
This search really allowed her to find a lot of things.
???
Song Yizhi looked up and saw the girl at the top of the stairs. She looked young, but she was extremely charming and beautiful. She was wearing a long red dress with many peonies embroidered on it.
I think this is the Peony girl.
Song Yizhi stood on the stairs, looked up at the girl above, slightly curved his mouth and smiled gently, "Are you okay?"
It seems that the key person is not the madam but the Peony girl.