Emperor's Landing

Can Xue Ninghui coldly draws the screen, and Luomei Flute has been watched three times.There is no one in the moonlight.

I am a melancholy visitor in the world, and I know what is going on in tears.Recalling his life in the heartbroken sound.

——"Huanxi Sand"

"Shop Xiaoer, what are the special features of your karaoke tavern?" Wang Fanchen asked frivolously.

"Our exclusive wine here is a masterpiece in the world. Coupled with the dance of the alluring singer, the two of you will be intoxicated, like a spring breeze." Wang Fanchen's face was full of joy.

"Get ready."

"But—" the clever waiter noticed that the black-clothed boy beside him had a sullen look on his face, and seemed to have objections.

Wang Fanchen turned his head and glanced, sure enough, Yingqian's face was extremely embarrassing, like a dye vat, one piece of blue, one purple and one red.Then he laughed and said, "Brother Ying, it's his first time here, he's a little shy, you just go ahead and make arrangements." After speaking, he patted Yingqian on the back, revealing his frivolity, and he was almost ashamed. The emperor who was reliable before departure was completely different.

After the shop waiter left, Yingqian said awkwardly, "My lord, shall we go back?"

"If you want to go back, go back, I'm going out to have some fun." Wang Fanchen showed no sign of shyness, he almost returned to the role of the arrogant and frivolous son of the devil emperor.

"But you didn't bring any belongings with you, in case—" Yingqian was almost worried.

"That's why! Stay here." Di Yanying deliberately wanted to test Yingqian's heart, he didn't trust anyone, he didn't trust himself, he didn't trust the person in front of him who saved his life and claimed to know him.Di Yanying never believed anyone, nor would she take anyone seriously.

"Okay." Ying Qian reluctantly agreed.

After a while, the shop boy brought some side dishes and a pot of good wine.

"Why hasn't the singer who performed the dance come over yet?"

"Don't be in a hurry, officer. I will go on stage after dressing up, and I promise to satisfy the two of you." Xiaoer went down giggling.

After a while, I heard a light knock on the door and a woman's laughter, "My lord, can you come in?"

"come in."

Seeing a mortal woman with heavy make-up coming forward, Ying Qian glanced at her slightly, put her hands on her heart and said with a big smile, "Sister, this Mr. Wang next to me invited you to come and perform the dance, you must serve him well. "After speaking, there was another round of belly laughs.

The thick and beautiful woman was not shy, and rushed straight to Wang Fanchen, saying: "My lord, what song and dance do you want to enjoy? This servant will perform for you."

Wang Fanchen looked at this gaudy woman with a strange appearance, and said, "This is really a special sign!" Pushing the woman away, he said, "Just perform a dance that you are good at." He squinted at the next door That son secretly watched the joke and suppressed his anger.

At this time, the music gradually started, and the woman danced to the music.Halfway through the jump, the woman was about to spin and dance in the air, when suddenly the shoe on her right foot was thrown out forcefully, and she flew at Wang Fanchen.Mr. Wang was very clever, he stood up and the shoe just landed in his bowl.Splashed wine all over his face.

Seeing this situation, the woman turned over and fell to the ground, hurriedly got up and knelt down to beg for mercy, "Call your boss over here quickly." Wang Fanchen was furious and furious.Young Master Yingqian wanted to persuade him, but Wang Fanchen stopped him in advance, "Hurry up and call your boss over." The woman obediently went down quickly.

After a while, the boss, the waiter and the singing girl came to the private room together.

"Is this your special service?" Wang Fanchen asked sternly.

"Sorry, guest officer, it was an accident, definitely an accident." The boss said in a low voice.

"How to solve this matter, you can figure it out! Either smash the signboard, or make up for it." Wang Fanchen gave two choices.

"What kind of compensation do you say?"

"I heard that the treasures of your store here are a pair of peerless singers, am I right?" Wang Fanchen said.

"Guest officer, you're right. It's the alluring dancer I just introduced to you." The waiter from the shop interjected.

"You're in trouble, shut up." The shop owner said to the impatient and ignorant Xiaoer.

"Guest officer, what you said is indeed correct." The boss explained.

"It's the woman in the painting on the wall in this room, she is indeed as graceful as a frightened bird, dancing like a dragon swimming, so wonderful." Wang Fanchen's words can't help but attract Yingqian's attention.Ying Qian entered the room, and didn't care about the details of the room. Now, when he looked carefully at the picture of the beauties dancing on the wall, the two women danced gracefully and freely, and their attitudes were completely integrated. Looking back, the heroic spirit was leaking, not like ordinary people .

"Guest officer, you have really observed carefully. To be honest, the two dancers were unwell a few days ago and have gone back home to rest. They were supposed to go back today, but they didn't come back for some reason. I'm really sorry for neglecting you two," the boss replied. Round and impeccable.

"I'm sorry, but there's no need. I'm waiting for the dancer sisters Xinmu. If the shopkeeper tells them where they live, the matter will be resolved." Wang Fanchen replied.

"That's natural. The two are called singing and dancing sisters, and their stage names are Chao Ge Du Wu Wu, and Qing Ge Man Wu. They live in the outskirts of the city. The sisters always like to be clean, please don't tell others where they live."

"Thank you."

"I'm not going to hide this from you two. There is only one portrait of the singing and dancing sisters left in this room. Since you appreciate it, you might as well take it as an apology. Please take it away." The boss said as he took down the painting on the wall. Rolled it up around the scroll and handed it to Wang Fanchen.

"There is one more thing, please tell the boss." Wang Fanchen said.

"What's the matter?"

"Recently, there has been a lot of rumors about the Jiange Wumen extermination case on the street. The restaurant is a place where people are well-informed. I wonder if the boss has any clues?"

The boss hadn't answered yet, only to hear the dancer on the side startled, "I don't know, I don't know." Her expression became tense.

"Could it be that she knows something?" Yingqian asked directly.

"She was terrified by the cruel death of the Fu family. She was invited—no, she was invited to perform dances at the Fu family. It was many years ago." The boss rounded things up.

"Her? That must be exciting." Wang Fanchen sneered.

The woman's face blushed instantly when she heard this, she lowered her head and said nothing.

After hearing this, Yingqian wanted to go up to argue, but Wang Fanchen held her back, "Thank you, boss. I have to bother you here in the near future, so this matter is over. Please change to some better wine and food."

The shop waiter got the order, and hurriedly removed the cold vegetable soup on the table, and all the unrelated people withdrew.

As soon as the person left, Yingqian burst out laughing suddenly, "Just now the eldest sister danced very well, and she was also very attentive in serving the young master." Wang Fanchen didn't care about it.

Ying Qian felt bored, so she asked, "The boss seems to have lied just now, why didn't the young master expose them directly?"

"It's nothing to do with us, don't ask and don't need to know."

"Isn't the son looking for an old friend?"

"I found it." Di Yanying slowly opened the scroll painting, lost in thought.Sakura looked at it, but it was unclear.

"Do you know the two sisters above?" Yingqian asked, but there was no impression of them in her memory.

"Yeah. Old man. I'll visit tomorrow, so you can rest." Di Yanying said to Yingqian.The door in the private room leads to the two bedrooms, Ying Qian looked at the tired face of the emperor and wanted to be quiet.He complied with the emperor's words, walked towards the inner bedroom, gently opened the door and closed the door, and lay down on the bed.Although separated by one floor, every move in the private room can be heard clearly.Outside, the emperor closed the picture scroll, and opened it again after a while. The sound of light breathing and light sighing seemed to be sent to Yingqian's ears, very clearly.After a while, the emperor pushed away another bedroom, went in and lay down, and after a while, heavy breathing sounded, and every breath entered Yingqian's mind.

Yingqian thought, except last night where he didn't know where he went, he hardly slept at other times.After rebirth, he seldom took a breather, probably because he was really tired. It was not night yet, why did he sleep so heavily?Could it be that he is still obsessed with dreams and is deeply affected by dreams?Unknowingly, Ying Qian also slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Occasionally in the room, a person could be heard whispering in his dream, "Wild cat, where are we going today?" "Wild cat, shall I take you to the magic city?" "Wild cat, let's go for a walk together." "Wild cat, wild cat, come back soon!" "Wild cat, where have you been?"...

Drowsy and dreamy, I can't remember the years.The time and space in the dream are memory inversion, fantasy memory.Dreams bring happiness to those who have nothing.Dreams are a gift from God.

The next day, when the two woke up, they had already climbed three poles a day.

After Ying Qian got up, she asked the waiter to put the washing things in the house in advance, and prepared the meals.After the emperor woke up from the drowsiness, he washed up and began to eat breakfast.

Yingqian asked Di Yanying during the meal, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Di Yanying nodded without thinking, "Very good."

"That's good. Let's eat earlier!" Sakura replied bluntly.

Di Yanying was a little strange, Yingqian's words were not as humble as before, and the words were domineering.I thought: Is it an illusion?Why is Yingqian not like yesterday?Unknowingly stopped the bowl chopsticks, looked at Ying Qian thoughtfully.

Yingqian noticed it, and raised her head and asked, "My lord, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about you." Di Yanying said quickly.

"What do you think about me?" Ying Qian was curious.

"I just think your dimples are very beautiful." Di Yanying was most annoyed by being questioned, so he casually said something.

"Is it true?" A pair of big eyes were full of joy, and then her cheeks turned wine red, which bloomed along with the small dimples on both sides, like a flower.

Di Yanying thought to himself: "It's really an illusion, and I'm still at a childish mental age." Looking back at himself, he has already died once, and his mental age is approaching the dying years.

Yingqian felt that Di Yanying seemed to be in a good mood, so she asked boldly, "Master, how did you know that the women in the painting are old friends? Haven't they changed?"

"That pair of pearl and jade bracelets."

Sakura opened the painting and took a closer look, "The bracelets on the right hands of the two women are exactly the same!"

"It was from me."

Yingqian's jaw dropped to the floor when she heard this, and she thought in her heart: The emperor's romantic affairs when he was young are really as numerous as the rumors.