I of Douluo dawdle in Tangmen

Chapter 278 Ye Fox trying to appreciate opera

Facing the light of the street lamp, Ye Nanxiao slowly floated to a semicircular classical building.

He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and checked the address against the road sign.

"It's semicircular, like an egg cut vertically, with a big circle on it. Judging from the appearance, this should be the place No. 1 mentioned." Ye Nanxiao muttered, then glanced at the sky and compared.

Facing the time.

Behind Ye Nanxiao, Feng Eleven, Feng Twelve and Feng Shishi were following Ye Nanxiao from a distance.

"Twelve, is the address given by Xianyu No. 1 correct? Is the address of the opera house that Her Royal Highness the Princess has agreed to be here?" Feng Shiyi asked, crossing her arms.

Feng Shiwu pushed up the glasses on his face and said, "According to the address given by No. 1 and the specific description given by No. 1, the place the boss found is correct and even more accurate than the map we gave him."

"Sure enough, do the clones understand the original body?" Feng Shiyi recalled the description written by Xiaoye No.1.

"Sister, shall we wait here?" Feng Twelve asked, raising his hand.

Feng Eleven nodded.

"But, I made an appointment with Shi Shi to have hot pot tonight." Feng Twelve rubbed his belly and said with hope.

"Sister Twelve, our recent physical test results show that your weight has exceeded twice the prescribed weight, and you have begun to relax about training. If this continues." Feng Shiwu pushed up his glasses, reflecting a cold light.

Feng Twelve's original muttering disappeared instantly, and he looked at Feng Eleven cautiously.

As if aware of Feng Twelve's gaze, Feng Eleven said calmly, "You are not allowed to eat late-night snacks and sweets this month. I have canceled all afternoon snacks!"

Hearing this, Feng Twelve looked as if he had been struck by lightning, his face turned gray and he had no love in his life.

"That's too much! However, it looks like I can enjoy the afternoon tea served by Boss No. 1!" Feng Twelve bit his fingers and thought about the afternoon tea served by Xiaoye No. 1.

After Ye Nanxiao raised his head and counted the stars for a while, a pair of gorgeous carriages stopped steadily in front of Ye Nanxiao.

He glanced at the two soul beasts that were pulling the cart, Huoyunma, a docile soul beast, one of the soul beasts tamed by the Xingluo royal family.

The two fire cloud horses looked at Ye Nanxiao curiously. The fire cloud horse that was close to Ye Nanxiao extended its neck and came to Ye Nanxiao's face.

The carriage door opened and he walked down slowly for a long time.

The plain white dress with light golden patterns perfectly accentuates her slender waist and outlines her long-lasting figure. Her long hair is meticulously combed, her face is exquisite, her skin is flawless, and she has a pair of starry eyes shining with starlight.

"Sorry Nan Xiao, I must have waited for a long time. Huo Yunma hasn't been out for a long time and has become a bit lazy." Xu Jiujiu said embarrassedly.

"It's nothing, I just arrived. Your Huoyun horse is a little fat." Ye Nanxiao said, staring at the protruding belly of a Huoyun horse.

"Indeed, carriages are a tradition among the royal family, but they are not commonly used now. They are basically only used on formal occasions. In addition, the grooms love the Huoyun Horse very much, so their daily training is a little more relaxed." Xu Jiujiu explained.

said.

Ye Nanxiao nodded, turned around and prepared to walk into the opera house.

A pair of soft little hands held his arm, Ye Nanxiao was stunned for a moment, and then saw a long-lasting smile.

"Let's go. This opera house has a long history. It will take some time to walk in." Ye Nanxiao's hands were hugged for a long time with a little force.

Feeling the soft impact, Ye Nanxiao's mouth twitched, and after exerting some strength, he found that his arm could not be pulled out.

Feeling Ye Nanxiao's slight struggle, he leaned into Ye Nanxiao's ear and whispered softly, "This is the etiquette of the royal family. Don't think too much."

There was a warm breath in his ear, and Ye Nanxiao suddenly realized that to a certain extent, Jiujiu Jiu was enough to compete with Little Poison Girl You.

Silently reciting the Bing Xin Jue in his heart, Ye Nanxiao circulated the frozen flower to clear away the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Fortunately, Ye Nanxiao only teased Ye Nanxiao for a while and then stopped, just silently holding his arms tightly.

Xu Jiujiu took Ye Nanxiao into a room. One wall of the room was a large floor-to-ceiling window, and opposite it was the entire stage.

Ye Nanxiao glanced around and found that the lights in the other rooms were on, and figures were standing by the windows.

Sitting on the soft sofa, Ye Nanxiao sat in the middle consciously, while Xu Jiujiu sat next to Ye Nanxiao.

"Are the guests in other rooms all members of the royal family?" Ye Nanxiao asked.

Xu Jiujiu nodded and said, "There are members of the royal family and their friends, such as nobles who have a good relationship with them. As long as the members of the royal family are willing, they can bring people in."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the room.

In the last room, Feng Shiyi was lying on the soft sofa, with his head resting on Feng Twelve's voluptuous thighs, enjoying the time of salted fish.

Feng Shiwu, who was standing by the window, said, "Sisters, I saw Prince Yongwu walking towards the boss's room. Prince Yongwu is also one of the infatuated suitors of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"The son of the brave Earl? It's okay, as long as it's not a duke-level heir looking for trouble. I even suspect that before the boss can react, Her Highness the Princess has already dealt with him. We are only responsible for getting rid of him when the boss loses control."

." Feng Shiyi said lazily.

In the room, he looked at a girl standing at the door for a long time, and the latter immediately understood.

The girl walked to the door and opened it slightly.

I saw a tall, handsome young man standing at the door with a smile.

Seeing the girl, the young man asked, "Is Her Royal Highness the princess inside?"

The girl bowed to the young man, lowered her head and said, "Her Royal Highness is currently enjoying the opera with her friends. Prince Yongwu, please come back."

"Friends?" Prince Yongwu frowned and glanced inside, but due to the structure of the room, Prince Yongwu didn't see anything.

"Her Highness the Princess's friend? Who is it?" Prince Yongwu asked.

The girl lowered her head and said nothing.

"Is it possible that the previous rumors are true? Princess Jiujiu already has a sweetheart? No! I want to see the princess!" Prince Yongwu muttered to himself, and was about to walk inside.

The girl changed her previous quiet image, unsheathed her long sword, and instantly stopped in front of Prince Yongwu.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the matter is a big one. Your behavior is not only an attempt to offend Her Highness, but it is also a serious act of disrespect! Please leave as soon as possible!" The girl's eyes widened in anger, and slight metal sounds sounded on the girl's body.

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Prince Yongwu was startled by the sword light coming towards him, and took a few steps back. After hearing the girl's words, his face instantly darkened.

"You dare to stop me?" Prince Yongwu shouted in a deep voice.

In the room, Ye Nanxiao's ears twitched slightly, turned to look at the door, and said, "It seems that someone can't wait to see you."

"Who is it? Is there anyone else here besides me and you?" Xu Jiujiu leaned close to Ye Nanxiao, pointed at the floor-to-ceiling window and said, "The opera has begun."

The melodious music sounded, instantly covering the small sound coming from the door, and Ye Nanxiao's attention also shifted to the opera.

Two characters, a man and a woman, appeared on the stage and began to tell a story accompanied by hidden music.

Xu Jiujiu made a gesture to another girl standing at the door. The girl immediately understood and dimmed the lights in the room.

The opera is also a touching story about love that I have been told for a long time.

"This is a story that has touched countless noble girls. When the atmosphere is enough, get closer, get closer, hum hum~" Xu Jiujiu raised his little head proudly.

Looking at the costumes of a man and a woman on the stage, Ye Nanxiao suddenly felt that they looked familiar. Why did they feel similar to his own costumes?

At this moment, Ye Nanxiao suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

The girl who was standing at the door quickly walked behind Xu Jiujiu, leaned over and said a few words quickly in Xu Jiujiu's ear.

His complexion returned to normal for a moment.

"Maintain order in the venue and don't let 'overly enthusiastic' fans affect the opera performance." Xu Jiujiu said coldly.

The girl took the order and left.

Ye Nanxiao turned around and was about to ask if it was the person at the door before.

Xu Jiujiu put a finger on his red lips and whispered, "This is Xingluo's famous opera, let's enjoy it!"

Seeing that Jiujiujiu was unwilling to say anything, Ye Nanxiao nodded and continued watching the opera.

This opera reminded Ye Nanxiao of the feeling of watching movies in his previous life, and his attention was focused on the opera for a while.

"Xiao'er, do you think that the man on the stage is dressed somewhat similar to you?" Snow Emperor asked aloud.

Through visual sharing, Snow Emperor and Bajiao are also watching the opera.

After Xuedi finished speaking, Bajiao nodded and said, "Judging from the dress, it is 80% similar to Nanxiao's usual dress. Moreover, the female character's dress is also very similar to Princess Jiujiu."

Bajiao pushed the non-existent eyes on his face and made a classic gesture of a certain ten thousand year old primary school student, "The truth is, what these two are playing is the love story of Nan Xiao and Xu Jiujiu!"

After hearing Bajiao's words, Ye Nanxiao immediately covered his face in helplessness, but before confirming, he continued to watch the opera patiently.

A soft little hand pinched Ye Nanxiao's shoulder and gradually moved toward Ye Nanxiao's neck.

"Nan Xiao, what do you think of this opera?" Xu Jiujiu asked softly.

"Is it okay?" Ye Nanxiao responded.

A hint of joy flashed in Xu Jiujiu's eyes. Just as Bajiao Xuanbingcao guessed, the director of this opera story was Xu Jiujiu.

"What do you think of the love story between them? Will the man accept the woman's confession?" Xu Jiujiu asked.

Ye Nanxiao was about to speak when suddenly the opera reached a tense stage. The male character on the stage stepped forward, pulled out a dark blue long sword, and shouted, "I am the Frost Sword Master! Who dares to be so presumptuous!"

"No, I think this opera is really not that good!" Ye Nanxiao said with black lines on his head.

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