Tsing Yi Dance: Apricot Blossom Sky Shadow

"Team leader, why didn't I remember that there was this discount in the repertoire I planned at the beginning? Besides, it's the prince's birthday. Isn't it auspicious to sing this discount, not to mention that we didn't bring the overlord's outfit here!"

Yasui knew that he had hurt Tsing Yi unintentionally just now, and he didn't want Tsing Yi to misunderstand him again.

The theater troupe master touched his two goatees, and said awkwardly: "Well... since the prince ordered this discount, he didn't stick to these vulgar ideas. Besides, I don't have the guts to persuade the prince to change something else. play."

The theater troupe master sneaked a few glances at Tsing Yi's reaction while talking, seeing that Tsing Yi was only annoyed at first, but now he was sitting expressionlessly in front of the dressing table and letting the young disciple comb his hair, the pleasure that was finally aroused in the troupe master's heart was easily overwhelmed by Tsing Yi It doesn't matter. Press down.

With a cold snort, he wants to see how long Tsing Yi can pretend to be calm.

Yasui, who was standing aside, licked the side of his mouth where Tsing Yi had slapped him. He hesitated and saw that Tsing Yi did not object, and then hesitantly said, "Then...that overlord's outfit..."

The theater troupe leader stood there with a smile, and clapped his hands. Immediately, someone came over with Bawang's outfit, Yasui realized that everything was ready.

Does Tsing Yi also know that this is the premeditation of the troupe owner?Yasui, who was belatedly aware of it, instinctively raised his eyes to look at Tsing Yi, and found that the other party was looking at him coldly through the bronze mirror, with a hint of sarcasm on his bright red lips.

Shocked, Yasui's eyes instantly turned gray, Tsing Yi had already misunderstood that he was in league with the theater troupe master.

A self-deprecating smile spread on Anjing's lips, he raised his head and closed his eyes forcefully, if Tsing Yi really wanted to leave, even if it was a misunderstanding, he still wanted to sing the song "Farewell My Concubine" with Tsing Yi one last time.

From then on, he was no longer the overlord, and Tsing Yi might not be his concubine again.

In a daze, Tsing Yi didn't know how he survived this day at all, and he didn't eat with the disciples of Xing Huayuan at the banquet rewarded by the prince at the end.

And the one who also did not go was Yasui, he followed Tsing Yi all the way, and he was slightly relieved when he watched Tsing Yi go back to his room.

People often say that the moon is the first to be near the water, but he can only look at the moon in the water, and the last love with Tsing Yi was exhausted today by his irrationality and the premeditation of the troupe master.

Xing Huayuan received a big reward, and everyone was smiling, but the two of them were not happy after receiving the big reward, and I am afraid that they will be strangers in the future.

It's been a long time since Tsing Yi lit the candles in the room, Yasui wanted to knock on the door to have a look, but he raised his hand in the air, but finally put it down, and left with a sigh.

Tsing Yi probably wouldn't want to see him again!

After returning to the room, Tsing Yi closed the door, leaned against the door and sat down on the ground.He knew that Anjing was outside, but he had nothing to say to him, he didn't even dare to swear.

"Why are you sitting on the ground, be careful of catching cold!"

Jun Mohan, who looks like a ghost, has not appeared until now after disappearing in the morning, and his warm and shallow smile made Tsing Yi want to rush over and cry.

"Hey~"

Tsing Yi who was pulled up from the ground by Jun Mohan couldn't help crying out in pain, the place on his arm that Yasui had scratched during the day was probably already bruised and purple.

The feeling of pain woke up Tsing Yi's numb brain, and through the pain in his arm, Tsing Yi finally found an outlet.

Without waiting for Jun Mohan to ask what was going on, he bumped his head into Jun Mohan's chest, and cried out with a wow.

Jun Mohan, who was standing at the door supporting Tsing Yi, frowned slightly because of Tsing Yi's soft cry of pain, and was bumped into his chest by Tsing Yi crying bitterly. At the same time, he was surprised that the pain of the wound was far less than a ten-millionth of his heart.

One click, one click, Jun Mohan patted Tsing Yi's back lightly, he was waiting, waiting for Tsing Yi to talk, and waiting for him to get tired and completely rely on himself.

"Mohan, I'm tired."

After a while, Tsing Yi, who was finally tired from crying, said in a thick nasal voice, sobbing.

Jun Mohan breathed a sigh of relief, bent over and directly hugged Tsing Yi's thin body, and walked towards the bed curtain.

"Aren't you going to ask me why?"

Tsing Yi instinctively hooked Jun Mohan's neck, completely forgetting that he was a man at this time, and her girlish heart burst out involuntarily.

"Aren't you tired? I'll ask after you rest."

Jun Mohan's thoughtfulness warmed Tsing Yi's heart again, and Lihua's delicate face with a blush rubbed against Jun Mohan's chest, and the faint fragrance of primrose made him feel very at ease.

In the darkness with no lights on, Tsing Yi was gently placed on the bed by Jun Mohan, and just about to stand up straight, Jun Mohan's sleeves were pulled by Tsing Yi.

"Don't go! I...I...don't leave until I fall asleep!"

Tsing Yi didn't know why he said these words. During the day, when he was being bullied and helpless by An Jing, he secretly called Jun Mohan's name in his heart.

It's a pity that he never showed up. At that time, he felt that he was so useless, so he could only force himself to remain calm and not show any expression.

Now that the wound has basically not affected Jun Mohan's actions, he may leave to do other things at any time, which makes him panic. He is afraid that once he lets go, Jun Mohan will not know what to do again.

"Okay! I won't go."

Jun Mohan nodded, thinking that Tsing Yi might not be able to see in the dark, so he hurriedly used his voice to reassure Tsing Yi.

Jun Mohan, whose sleeves were pulled by Tsing Yi, thought about it and patted Tsing Yi's hand, took off his coat that was soaked in Tsing Yi's tears, and lay down next to Tsing Yi.

Worried that he would press Tsing Yi's hair, Jun Mohan smoothed Tsing Yi's hair and put it behind his head, and stretched his arm over Tsing Yi.

This is the unintentional cultivation of Tsing Yi and Jun Mohan's sleeping posture in the past few days. In order to prevent each other from being exposed to the only quilt, the two of them try their best to sleep in each other's arms. After a long time, it has become a habit.

In the quiet room, the charcoal basin on the ground occasionally made a crackling sound of charcoal.The sound of each other's breathing can be heard even more quietly in the bed curtain.

For a long time, when Jun Mohan thought that Tsing Yi would fall asleep as usual, Tsing Yi's voice rang in his ears, carrying a strong sense of exhaustion.

"Mohan, can I tell you a story?"

"Ok!"

Jun Mohan responded, and tightened the quilt on Tsing Yi's back, and gently rubbed Tsing Yi's temples with his soft fingertips.

"In a wealthy family, there was a little girl who grew up being spoiled as the apple of the eye. The girl always thought that everyone would pamper and support herself like the elders in the family. Until one day the girl met a boy. The boy The child didn't like her at first, but she was unwilling..."

In the warm arms, Tsing Yi closed her eyes and told her past life and what happened here as a story.

Although this is not a story with so many ups and downs and an exciting story, its truth makes Tsing Yi's voice tremble uncontrollably when he talks about his betrayal and first coming here.

He didn't know if Jun Mohan would believe it, or if Jun Mohan would treat him as a monster.He just felt that he had to speak out, otherwise he would go crazy if he kept it in his heart.

He was too tired to pretend anymore.