Chapter 227 Space Simulation
It's just because of his identity that he came to this field?
But maybe she was wrong.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince used Huaqing thoroughly from beginning to end, and in the end deliberately let her die for him. The original owner's plan was to kill the old emperor and revive the Yi people. It is unclear whether he did it or did it to consolidate his throne.

But if she acts like this, the role of Hua Qing can be vivid, and only with emotion can move people, otherwise it will only make people think that Hua Qing is a bad woman.

In order to prevent other women from falling in love with the prince, she was crazy with jealousy and did many cruel things.

What Luo Qingyin wants is perfection, this is the Huaqing in her mind, she must play her successfully.

In the Cuiyan Tower, the annual contest for the selection of oirans took place here.

As the picture further unfolded in Luo Qingyin's mind, fantasies gradually appeared in the space.

On the stage, the blue silk was hanging down, the hall was full of guests, everyone raised their glasses and drank together, and all their attention was focused on the empty stage at the moment.

The blue light shone on the table, making it look extraordinarily cool.

And on the second floor of the stage, a triangular flower stand was set up on a wooden frame, layered upon layer. At this moment, there were three lanterns there, three on the left and three on the right, and the two sides of the light were bright.

The annual oiran competition is based on the flower cups sent by the young masters as the scoring standard. Whoever has the most flower cups will be the oiran of this year's Cuiyanlou. Huaqing has won the title of oiran for three consecutive years.

I heard that the crown prince will visit tonight, what is Hua Qing doing in the inner room at the moment?
Luo Qingyin carefully recalled the scenes and lines in the play, and sat in front of the bronze mirror in the inner room.

Suddenly she raised her eyes to look outside the door curtain, and there appeared a woman with a slim body and a white feather coat. It was something she had thought up and specially arranged for the stage, but she didn't know how the news would leak out.

The woman smiled smugly, "Hua Qing, it's time to give up your seat after winning the title of Oiran of the Three Realms again. Do you think this dress is beautiful?"

Luo Qingyin looked at herself in the mirror with cloud makeup and beautiful face, her expression was natural, and her eyes were extremely indifferent.

Just glanced at the proud woman, and the woman's charmingly smiling face became stiff.

Huaqing's red lips parted slightly, her tone of disdain, the slightly raised eye ends were stained with a little red rouge, which made this clear and beautiful color reveal a bit of a woman's coquettish, curly eyelashes slightly raised, "beautiful."

That look was clearly captivating, but it was faintly full of murderous intent.

Hua Qing has always been calm and calm. She always plans everything without separation. If someone destroys her plan, what will she do?
The next moment, a blade on the table appeared in Hua Qing's hand. It was a tool for cutting paper. At this moment, the small thin knife was pierced on the woman's shoulder, and Hua Qing's profile reflected in the mirror was There is no expression at all.

Blood fell from the woman's shoulders, staining the white feather coat red, and the woman was already trembling with fear.

On the other hand, Hua Qing, who was the culprit, raised her red lips slightly, showing a touching smile, "It seems to be more beautiful now."

Her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, "Still standing here? What do you want to do?"

Her tone was soft, like the whisper of a goblin, extremely seductive, and suddenly a shadow appeared around the corner.

(End of this chapter)

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