Shuixiang Pavilion, shrouded in darkness, is the busiest time of the day. People are coming and going, including dignitaries and young men from all walks of life in Yinchuan, Kyoto. Occasionally, there are a few naughty young ladies pretending to be young men.
Come into the crowd. The girls in Zuixiang Pavilion are all top-notch products, and they are also full of talents.
Among the women who are with Ruolan Wanrou at this moment, most of them are girls from various brothels with excellent piano and dancing skills; or there are also some like Wanrou who come from other serious families or from the world; for these hundred
There are many people sitting here with two gold coins. The women around her who are all dressed up and wearing heavy makeup are just to impress the dignitaries here, take them home and become concubines, and they will have no food or clothing for the rest of their lives.
Worried.
Ruolan Wanrou remained silent in the crowd. She wanted to be the finale, and the one who showed up least! He came to participate in this kind of competition without telling his father, Mr. Ruo, and besides, girls from some high-ranking officials’ families could not
It is always a bad idea to have your face known to too many people. Fortunately, the manager of Zuixiang Pavilion agreed in a reasonable manner and ranked her last. After all, she is also a young lady from a famous family.
It’s not easy to offend Zuixiang Pavilion.
The beautiful melody sounded outside, signaling the start of the competition. Ruolan Wanrou was listening to the moving singing coming from the outside in the waiting room, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous. It turns out that the competition this time is so fierce! Is it possible?
Does Ruo Youyan want to make a fool of herself and embarrass Ruofu? She didn't even tell herself that so many talented girls came to participate in this competition, which really made Wanrou lose her confidence greatly! But she can't be so worthless,
You can't come here and become a deserter, and you can't disgrace your own mother, the first-generation violinist.
The girl who performed in front of Ruolan Wanrou was wearing a red shirt, which really caught people's attention. Her extremely charming face could capture people's hearts without the need for any makeup. A pair of peach blossoms.
Her eyes and smile were breathtakingly beautiful, and her alluring dance on the stage made Ruolan Wanrou stunned; her every frown and smile made people enchanted, and the song ended. The audience applauded like thunder, and there was even some
The more unruly young masters started bidding all over the place, vying to take the girl away. At this time, would anyone listen to her playing the piano? What should she do? She must not bring shame to her mother, she must save her!
She didn't notice that her anxious look was all in the eyes of a man in the private room on the second floor. This private room was just above the wing room prepared by Ruolan Wanrou. He looked at it with a trace of inquiry.
, staring deeply at Ruolan Wanrou, who was anxiously doing it at the side. And she seemed to notice that someone was watching her, and started to look around.
It wasn't until their eyes met that she could clearly see that the man looking at her was a very fair-skinned young man. But because of his fair skin, his handsome facial features looked particularly distinct. Especially his lips, which almost looked like they were rouged.
As rosy as his face. But although he is beautiful, he is not feminine at all. Especially his eyes, which are blue and look at him so intently and affectionately. There is a childishness and innateness in this young man's temperament.
The aura of a king makes people subconsciously awe and easily fall into his tenderness.
Ruolan Wanrou's face turned red instantly, and she nodded sheepishly, as if to say hello to the young master. She didn't know why she did this, but subconsciously, she wanted to be with this young master.
She said hello to a handsome young man whom she had never met before. Everyone has a love for beauty. This is how she comforted herself.
"It's almost my turn, but where is Xiao Rong? My sister asked the coachman to send me here first, and then asked Xiao Rong to bring 'Ziyin'. The competition is about to start, why hasn't Xiao Rong come yet?"
What should we do?" Ruolan Wanrou started to worry from the bottom of her heart, but she kept telling herself to calm down, she must be calm.
With a veil on her face, she looked back and forth among the crowd. When her eyes fell on the seat at the front that was separated by a screen, an extraordinary-looking man clearly had a good piano on the table.
Finally he let it go and smiled, signaling that he felt at ease.
It was finally her turn to go up. She wore a gauze on her face and walked lightly. Her long black hair was tied up in a very ordinary bun. She walked with a precious jade-encrusted butterfly flower without feeling awkward; a pair of
Her charming phoenix eyes look very charming, with bright black pupils and long eyelashes. Just looking at the eyes alone makes you feel that this person is a beauty, and everyone looks at her with a hint of exploration and fascination. And the private room on the second floor
The man kept paying attention to her, this beautiful woman who attracted him at a glance.
She chose a plain white gown, and wore a white coat with a little pink inside. There were snowdrops carefully sewn with silk thread on the gown, which were noble and generous, like a fairy who had fallen into the world of mortals.
Wanrou did not go directly to the stage, but walked around the stands. She stopped in front of the young master who was sitting on the screen. Only distinguished guests could sit. This was really unpredictable. And what was sitting in the private room?
Huangfu Jinze grinned and said to his subordinate standing behind him with a smile: "What an interesting person. Did you see Han Mu? She took a liking to Bai's Qingyin Qin at a glance."
Han Mu followed his son's words and responded calmly: "She has an extraordinary temperament and is a woman who knows things."