Tsing Yi Dance: Apricot Blossom Sky Shadow

"Leader, you are old and not talented. This young master has been worrying for a long time, and he is worried about something or someone, and he can't let go. In addition, this disease is so fierce, it is really hard to say!"

The doctor finished speaking with a sad face, shook his head, covered Tsing Yi's arm with the quilt again, and muttered to himself, "Chuxue's cold air is the most intense, and the disease is not curable at this time!"

When the troupe master heard this, he became a little anxious, and hurriedly grabbed the doctor's arm to pack his things and said anxiously: "Doctor, no matter what method you use, as long as he recovers as soon as possible, I will pay double, no, triple the consultation fee!"

Gui Yi, who had just heard what the doctor said about his untreatable condition, was a little sad, thinking that this barbaric place in Xiliang lacked medical care and medicine, did Tsing Yi's illness really make him die here?

But when he saw the look in the doctor's eyes after the theatrical troupe owner said he was willing to double the consultation fee, he understood that the doctor obviously took the opportunity to blackmail the theatrical troupe owner.

Thinking of how the theater troupe master tried every means to squeeze Tsing Yi's food and drinking expenses on weekdays, Guiyi pretended not to notice, took off the veil on Tsing Yi's head, soaked it again, and then put it on him.

Hearing that the opera troupe master is willing to spend a lot of money to raise money for medical treatment, the doctor immediately stroked his beard with a happy smile, and said: "The troupe master is benevolent, that is, to reward the old man with a lot of money, and the old man should let this young man get the medicine within ten days." Cured!"

Seeing Lang Zhong's deceitful and triumphant appearance, the theater troupe master knew how stupid he was.He is always calculating others on weekdays, and he has never let others calculate.

If Cai hadn't been worried about Tsing Yi, the cash cow, he wouldn't have fallen for that doctor's way so easily.Now that the words had been spoken, he naturally couldn't go back on his word, so he could only grit his teeth and send the doctor out.

After both the troupe master and the doctor left, Gui Yi leaned forward and tucked Tsing Yi's quilt back up again, looking at Tsing Yi who was babbling in a daze, and said softly, "Tsing Yi, you must get better!"

Changing the towel on his forehead for Tsing Yi, Gui Yi turned around and went to look for a buddy to help fetch the medicine, preparing to make the medicine for Tsing Yi himself.

After Gui Yi left Tsing Yi's room, a figure flashed from the corner of the courtyard corridor, staring fixedly at Tsing Yi's room for a long time, the unconscious gloating in his eyes made the corners of his lips twitch with disdain.

It was night, the cold wind from Xiliang blew the corner of Jun Mohan's cloak, and he stood outside the gate of the theater like a statue.If his appearance is eye-catching, then Xiang'er, who stands behind him as a little girl, makes everyone even more curious.

Almost everyone bypassed Jun Mohan and Xiang'er to enter the theater, but they were unwilling to secretly look back at the moment they entered the entrance of the theater.

In the eyes of these people, Jun Mohan is as dazzling as a god, but in Jun Mohan's eyes, these people are nothingness.At this time, his hands in his sleeves were behind his back, trembling slightly.

Because this is the first time he has heard of Tsing Yi's name after searching for so long, and from other people's descriptions, this Tsing Yi is very similar to his Tsing Yi.

Are you in this theater?Tsing Yi, will you be the famous actress that everyone in Xiliang City loves to talk about?Could it be just the same name?

"Master, you can go in, it seems to be ready to start!"

Yingniao stepped out from the gate of the opera garden and walked excitedly to Jun Mohan and Xiang'er.He felt that this Tsing Yi must be the Tsing Yi they were looking for. It can be said that the seats inside are hard to find, and many seats were reserved by others a long time ago.

Not to mention spending a lot of money, he spent a lot of money just now to buy a seat near the stage.

"Is it a box?" Xiang'er looked at Jun Mohan, then pulled Yingniao aside and questioned.

Asked by her, Yingniao scratched the back of her head and swept away the pride just now, and whispered with some embarrassment: "There are a lot of boxes here, and they are all taken up by others. We came here temporarily. Just a seat close to the stage is too expensive. Already spent [-]... taels."

As soon as Xiang'er heard that, she immediately pinched the softest part of Yingniao's waist, how could their leader sit with those rough men and pawns.

"No problem! Let's go in!"

Jun Mohan walked in first with a smile on his face. If it was really his Tsing Yi, he would have let Tsing Yi see him at a glance, so he didn't change his appearance all the way and changed his hair color.The purpose is to let Tsing Yi see herself at the first sight.

The originally boiling hall became quiet instantly because of the entry of Jun Mohan and the others. In this hall where fish and snakes mixed together, Jun Mohan's joining was like a god descending, and everyone instinctively made way for Jun Mohan and the others.

Looking at the silver-haired and white-clothed Jun Mohan who dances without wind, these people's hearts are full of curiosity.They are not like the Central Plains people who know Yinfa Jun's family, but the only silver hair left now is the leader of the king of the rivers and lakes, Tianyinglou.

Not only did Jun Mohan not frown at all this time, Jun Mohan, who always liked to be quiet and clean, listened to the gongs, drums, and flutes beside his ears, and even remembered the scene when he took Xiang'er to watch Qingyi's opera secretly.

It was also at that time that he really realized how much he liked Tsing Yi. Looking at the magnificent Tsing Yi on the stage, he wished he could hide it, and he didn't want anyone to see the beauty of Tsing Yi.

Jun Mohan's appearance undoubtedly brought a breath of fresh air to the stagnant hall, and his appearance soon spread to the back of the stage.

When the troupe owner heard that Jun Mohan and Zheng Wanjin had bought the seat from someone else, his guts were almost green with regret.If he had known that such a God of Wealth was coming, he would have reserved a good wing room for him no matter what.

In order to keep Jun Mohan, the God of Wealth, for the first time, the theater troupe owner sent someone to give away many high-quality melons and fruits for free. In Xiliang, in this season, it is not something that can be bought with money.

He also asked for Tsing Yi's name from the distinguished guests who often come here to listen to operas, saying that Tsing Yi likes to eat, but in fact he withheld them and exchanged them for silver.

Curious about the beneficiary's troupe master, he sent someone to deliver melons and fruits, and then he walked behind the entrance curtain and raised a corner to watch secretly.

Under the stage, Xiang'er saw that Yingniao had chosen the first row, the one closest to the stage, so she breathed a sigh of relief and spread her handkerchief on Jun Mohan's seat.

It wasn't until Jun Mohan sat down that there was a sigh behind them, and they started whispering frequently, obviously curious about Jun Mohan and his identities.

"Young master, this is a little sympathy from our team leader for your generous support."

When the little guy delivering fruit and tea came from a distance, he saw Jun Mohan with silver hair. He thought he was an old man who was over seventy years old, but when he came up to him, he found that he was like a crown jade, a jade tree facing the wind, in Xiliang, I'm afraid I can't find a second person who is so handsome.