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The people on the stage have long since disappeared.

Fu Xiao lowered her eyes again, unable to tell whether she was disappointed or not, or surprised and delighted.

"The building is full of red silk." Immediately afterwards, a voice came from the stage, Wu Nong whispered, soft and lingering, inadvertently full of softness.

Fu Xiao was not touched by this, the tone was unfamiliar, but the voice was inexplicably familiar.

Who is it?

Wearing red gauze and light clothes, the makeup is gorgeous, not thick but colorful.It's just a familiar face under the unfamiliar heavy makeup.Like that voice, familiar and unfamiliar.

"Green Luo!!" Someone hissed.

The voice traveled a long distance amidst the noise, and finally dispersed in the Luoshui wind.

My ear hurts from the piercing, and my heart hurts from the piercing, but I can only watch the harsh and cold smiles of the people on the stage, and watch the people who miss me day and night get farther and farther away.In a practical sense, farther and farther away.

I don't know which teapot it was, or it was a soap official. He was held up by someone, and he couldn't see the figure of the man clearly through his tearful eyes until he couldn't see it anymore.

It's no longer a familiar look, no longer a lover sworn under the moon.

From then on Xiao Lang was a passerby.

So far away, across the crowd, Hongxiao felt the temperature of the tears falling on her heart.

It's like water from a glacier falling on the frozen heart, it's really cool.What can a drop of water drop on the empty ice field change?Or add another drop of frost to freeze even colder?

It's all about that, that's all.

The red clothes fluttered, and the fire was burning fiercely, making people's eyes hurt.It's too hot to be annihilated, it seems to burn away and burn one's own life for this dance, the beauty is down to the bone, like a fire that exhausts the spring, after the enthusiasm, there is always nothingness, nothingness that will not come out in the next spring.

The dance is fiery, but the heart is cold no matter what.

But this dance is really beautiful, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the most beautiful dance in the world.

Fu Xiao stared blankly, looking at the stage.

The man saluted with a smile and went down.Then who came up, what a beauty, what a talent, the picture flashed in a hurry, as if awakening from a big dream, but Fu Xiao couldn't even get sleepy, she didn't quite understand why she was so dazed.

Most of the people below are also absent-minded. It's not that the ones behind are bad, but the jewels and jades are in the front, and they have to throw away the goods.

In the end, all the gifted scholars got it with one wave, and the praises of their names fell.

The scholar who had been writing sourly before was holding the paper, shaking his head and reciting a chant.The talent and nature are different, the metaphors of the text are different, the same is the same mood of singing flowers, let's appreciate it, and see who gets the famous flower this year.If Poetry wins my heart of admiring beauties, I will be her guest in the curtain, guest in her tent, and the person in her dreams, the mandarin ducks will be happy, needless to say, I will naturally try my best.

There are different praises, the most can be read, and there is only one that is the most thought-provoking.

"The leader of this year's Hundred Flowers, Chun Manlou is a red silk girl! The second best girl, Shanghua, from Jinlianyuan, this year's female candidate-" Xiucai coughed and smiled, and he was also the same in previous years. Naturally, he remembered that he hadn't participated in the election since last year. Before that Who is the female Tanhua who has been winning for three years in a row, not to mention the fact that today is interesting, that girl is really destined to be with Tanhua.He continued: "Miss Xi Sangge Liuwan."

When the words fall, the first name on the roster also falls, so add it.

This year, Sanding Jia has been released.

The vast majority of people's eyes fell on Hongxiao, and some focused on Liuwan who found it interesting, and Shanghua, who also debuted and won the flower list for the first time, was robbed by the two of them.

The red silk is the most stunning, Liu Wan is the most surprising, and Shang Hua is the preface. Before these two, the color is also the best.

This year's flower show is over. Flowers are judged by everyone, but beauties have to be found by themselves.

Except for one person.

I have been waiting for a long time for an official sedan chair with a top, and there is a small sedan chair with a top plain flower beside it.

Before entering the sedan chair, Hong Kao glanced back.The famous flower already has an owner, but anyone would like to see the beauty one more time, even though they don't know who the beauty is looking at.

His eyes stayed briefly on the familiar Xisangge people for a moment, Hongxiao chuckled, and then walked away without looking back.

The sedan chair was already far away, and there was still someone shouting loudly behind him.But it wasn't her who was calling, she was Hongxiong, not Luluo.Although I have already forgotten my real name, it is not because of my will, but because of my choice.Luluo is dead, and the official lady who once had a name is also dead. She is now Hongxiang.

From now on, she only needs to live.Climbing up by stepping on innocence, stepping on the past, she no longer wants body and mind, she just needs to climb up.

She once foolishly believed in a heroic lover who was indomitable, and when her belief was shattered, she fled away, leaving her alone to suffer the humiliation and tears, watching her lover's face change with her own eyes, and her world collapsed.She used to be a good friend in the past, and when she fell into a crime, she was even more shameless and refused to let her go. She wanted to marry the goddaughter he once regarded as a concubine, so that she could call it a high-sounding name.

After escaping and being captured, I personally let her hear the words of her former lover abandoning her. Maybe she wanted to see her life worse than death, and did not kill her, but sent her to Chunmanlou. please him.

But I don't know if it's finally a change of luck. Just after entering Chunmanlou, I met the owner of the official sedan chair.It was the first time to boldly hook up, and anyone who was clumsy could see the intention, and even thinking back on it, I felt miraculous.Hooked up with the general who just happened to go back to his hometown to visit his relatives and had a rare reunion with his local relatives and friends.

So the old guy's wish had to come to nothing.

Today's flower list is nothing more than a ladder for her to climb. She will climb up desperately, not for redress, but for herself.

If she is in love, she will not want it, although this general... treats her well.

Because she will never look back, just like now.From then on, she was just a red silk.It is written on the roster that Hongtao is listed, and whoever mentions her again will be called Hongtao.