Tsing Yi Dance: Apricot Blossom Sky Shadow

"Ahem~ Just put it here!"

Seeing the other party staring at Jun Mohan in a daze, Xiang'er coughed twice to remind her.The little guy blushed, put down the fruit, turned around and left.

When he walked to the corner of the stage, he dared to hide in the corner and look back secretly. Before, he only knew that he would look dazed when he saw a woman, but he didn't expect to be like this when he saw a man.

Jun Mohan didn't look away from the beginning to the end, his warm smiling face has been facing the door of the general since he sat down.

Suddenly, the gongs, drums, and bangzhu in the hot field slowed down, and the door curtain for the general was lifted.Jun Mohan knew that the show was about to start.He will be able to see Tsing Yi soon.

Maybe you can tell the authenticity of Tsing Yi right away, the smile on Jun Mohan's face started to stiffen, and his whole back stiffened accordingly.

This play is about the imperial concubine getting drunk, that is to say, when the people dressed as palace maids take their seats, Tsing Yi dressed as a noble concubine should come out immediately. Jun Mohan and the three of them all breathed a sigh of relief Hold your breath.

The bright yellow imperial concubine's gown flashed past the general's door, kicking the jade belt fringe in front of the gown with light lotus steps, and walked out, just a few steps on the stage, the light in Jun Mohan's eyes dimmed, he was a little disappointed Sweeping upwards, a complicated smile appeared when he saw half of the other party's face hidden by the folding fan.

It's not Tsing Yi, this Tsing Yi is not his Tsing Yi, he just walks a few steps and he knows that the elegance on Tsing Yi's platform is invincible, his lotus steps are like flowing clouds and flowing water, but the steps of the person in front of him are vain.

Disappointment is the disappointment after expectation.

Jun Mohan suppressed the smile on his face and stood up from his seat without expression.His appearance was already eye-catching, but with his movement, everyone's eyes turned to him from the stage.

Without any words, Jun Mohan suddenly got up and left the theater at the moment when the people on the stage didn't even make their appearances, let alone opened their voices.He walked quickly, he didn't want to stay in a place where there was no Tsing Yi but could remind him of Tsing Yi.

Seeing this, Xiang'er and Yingniao hurriedly followed, but when Yingniao walked to the entrance of the theater, she grabbed the man guarding the door angrily and shouted in a low voice: "From today onwards, this theater is not allowed to Give the name Tsing Yi, or I'll set this damn place on fire! Do you hear me clearly!"

Yingniao's ferocious expression only made the other party's legs weak in fright, so he couldn't dare to say anything more, so he could only nod his head!Only then did Yingniao let go of the hand holding the opponent's collar in satisfaction, and chased in the direction Jun Mohan left with a cold snort.

Zheng Wanjin bought a seat, but got up and left without listening to a word after the play started.

This feat of Jun Mohan was widely rumored in Xiliang City in just one day, and something happened in the theater after Jun Mohan left that night.It's just that compared to Jun Mohan's aggressive move, that matter seems to be a scrap.

After Jun Mohan left, everyone in the audience shouted after the noble concubine on the stage opened their voices, asking the troupe master to return the money.

The person on stage was indeed not Tsing Yi, but Lian Yu who replaced the sick Tsing Yi on stage.What happened to Jun Mohan? Naturally, he heard it. The first thing he did when he took the stage was to look at Jun Mohan.

He felt that this was an opportunity given to him by God, otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that Tsing Yi happened to meet him when he was ill, and as long as he could get close to this benefactor, he would not have to fight for this breaking card in the future!

It's just that he never dreamed that he tried his best to be charming but still let the other party leave after only one glance. Could it be that he is so inferior to that Tsing Yi?

Thinking of Tsing Yi, Lian Li became furious. On stage, he not only spoke a little too late, but broke his voice.The people in the audience immediately erupted, clamoring to get off the ground, even throwing things like tea bowls, cups, saucers, and fruit shells onto the stage.

When Tsing Yi came to the stage, others were throwing money away, but even when he came up, he was almost as good as a rotten egg.Seeing the agitated listener below, Lian sat on the ground in fright and forgot to dodge.

The stage where he was alone was full of embarrassment, someone threw a teacup and hit Lian? on the forehead, and Lian? woke up like a dream, screaming and running to the backstage.

Why? hate oneself.

Lian? returned to the backstage, was supported to sit in front of the vanity mirror, kept questioning himself, and let the blood from his forehead flow down his cheeks and drip onto the yellow imperial concubine robe, but he didn't realize it.

The yellow imperial concubine's robe and the bright red blood are shocking to look at.It also caused a certain part of Lian?'s heart to twist. He who was usually just fighting for favor and jealousy, looked weak and savage, became ferocious.

"If I didn't have Tsing Yi? Even the No. 1 troupe, people in Xiliang City would love me as much as they did at the beginning. Tsing Yi, it's all your fault! Why don't you wash your clothes properly and insist on robbing me?" !"

Lian? looked at himself in the mirror full of resentment, talking to himself in the mirror while mechanically removing the imperial concubine's head from his head.

No one noticed Lian's anomaly, and the troupe owner's iron rooster couldn't hold back enough to beg for mercy at the front stage, and the people in the backstage crowded around the door of the general and the prime minister to watch secretly, for fear that none of the audience would be happy. Calm down to the backstage.

Compared with the noise in the front yard, the entire theater garden is relatively quiet in the backyard, but the sound is farther away at night than in the daytime, and some noise can still be heard in the backyard.

The candles in Tsing Yi's room danced with warm flames. Guiyi frowned at the sound outside. It was not like he had never encountered such a situation when he was in Xinghuayuan Opera Troupe. At that time Tsing Yi disappeared suddenly, although he found someone Replaced Tsing Yi but still made a fuss.

Therefore, it is not difficult for Guiyi to guess what happened before, but what he is worried about now is whether Tsing Yi will be woken up.

Tsing Yi, who had been sleeping unsteadily, was woken up after taking the decoction. He still had some fever, but the fever had not completely subsided.

Drowsy Tsing Yi instinctively felt that his head was about to explode, but compared to the impact of the high fever, his heart tightened for a moment just now, which made him feel a bit painful.

It was this sudden feeling that woke him up from his lethargy, and he even saw Jun Mohan in his dream.

"Woke up? Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

Gui Yi, who had been guarding the room all this time, spoke suddenly, startling Tsing Yi who was still a little confused.

Seeing Tsing Yi struggling to sit up, Gui Yi quickly took the spare quilt and put it on Tsing Yi's back.The high fever made Tsing Yi feel weak all over, even with Gui Yi's help, he still couldn't help panting heavily after he lay down.

Xu Yu, Tsing Yi adjusted her breath and asked Gui Yi with a hoarse voice: "What's going on outside?"

Gui Yi gestured in the direction of the front yard, and said: "Spend so much money but watch the show where the contract was dropped, of course there will be a lot of trouble."

Maybe a high fever is really easy to burn out the brain. Normally, Tsing Yi would be able to understand what Gui Yi was saying, but at this moment, Tsing Yi was stunned for a long time before he realized it.

"Looks like Lian is going to be scolded again!"

"You! You still have the mind to worry about others, how few people scold you behind your back on weekdays?"

Originally, it was just a harmless statement of facts, but the people under the window heard the unfounded subtext. A drop of crimson blood dripped on the snowdrift under the window that was not cleared away in time, and the people under the window glared at Tsing Yi bitterly. The window turned away.