Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

At the beginning of the summer, when my heart was surging and could not be calmed down.

Qingli's voice sounded outside the cabin: "Young Master Qiao, here we are."

Xiao Mubai closed Xia Chu's chin and pulled him out of the cabin.

I got on the pedal and came to the front of Tinglan Water Tower.

At the beginning of the summer, the whole journey was cloudy and foggy, and it was even more dazed than when I first went to the Snake Ship.

All I could hear was Yingying whispering softly in my ears, and the flutes and flutes were endless.

Then someone came over and said to Xiao Mubai, "Young Master Qiao, please come here."

Xia Chu was still in shock, and was dragged all the way to the private room by Xiao Mubai.

Seeing that he hadn't recovered, Xiao Mubai walked to the table and picked up a cup of tea.

Touched the temperature, blew two more breaths, and then handed it to him.

"This room is very rare?" Xia Chu took it and took two sips. The tongue coating gradually felt the tea fragrance and greenness, and then he slowly calmed down.

He was led upstairs by Xiao Mubai just now, and he could hear the sound of exclamation from time to time in his ears.

"Look where they're going..."

"It won't be Qinxue Pavilion, will it?"

"Looks like it really is!"

Xia Chu glanced at the room, but did not see the plaque, it seemed that the room name was written outside.

"It's not very rare, it's just that it never opens up." Xiao Mubai sat down and said slowly.

Xia Chu "coughed" and choked on the tea.

"Young Master Qiao is really capable." Looking at Xiao Mubai, who was not astonishingly dying, Xia Chu threw the teacup on the table.

As soon as Xu Jing was about to speak, Xiao Mubai's eyes signaled him, so he kept silent and stood aside.

"This is the top pavilion of the Tinglan Water Tower. You can open the window behind you and you can see the whole Tianlu City. You can open the flower window in front of you and overlook the style of the Tinglan Water Tower.

Xia Chu opened the flower window suspiciously.

In the building, I saw Yunding sandalwood make beams, and jade picks lit up countless tulle lanterns.

Pearls are the curtains, and Fan Jin is the pillars.

In the center of the first floor is a huge circular red carpet stage, and the stage is actually standing against the water.

At this time, the decorations in the building, the lights, the floating sand, and the shadows are reflected in the circle of water around the stage.

Yuyu Qionglou, the flowers and shadows are windy, and I don't know the heaven and earth for a while.

The singers sang in unison, and the singing near the water was clearer than that of silk and bamboo.

On the red carpet stage, twelve girls in brocade clothes are dancing together with their sleeves tied together.

The lights shone through the red stage of Lingshui, and the water surface reflected the swirling dance like the wind.

Sparkling, prosperous scenery.

Neon clothes Xia Pi, decorated with beads and jade.

Brilliant all over the place…

After the song was over, the young masters in Chinese costumes in the audience were still fascinated and inexplicable.

"Today, there are distinguished guests visiting the building, everyone has been exposed to the light, and then you can enjoy Xian Li's solo dance." Xia Chu was about to turn back, but heard a gentle and clear female voice from downstairs.

At the beginning of Xia, before he could see which delicate and charming beauty was speaking, he heard thunderous applause and cheers from downstairs.

Xia Chu followed their gaze to the three-meter jade platform in the side hall.

On the round jade platform, there was a shark scorpion pavilion hanging on it, and a huge moon bead hung on the top, shining like a bright moon.

The tent is embroidered with begonia flowers sprinkled with pearls and silver threads, and the wind blows and moves like falling clouds and mountains.

And in the phantom sea, there stood a Pingting woman, dancing with light gauze clothes all over her body.

It was like a cloud and mist, and the Luo tent was separated from her face, like a fairy in the Rui Palace, shining brightly.

"Xiao... Young Master Qiao, come and see." Xia Chu uttered the word "Xiao" before he reacted and hurriedly called.

Xiao Mubai couldn't help laughing when Xia Chu waved his slender hand to him without looking back, took two steps, stood side by side with him, and looked downstairs.

The piano sounds clear.

A bright red silk satin hangs down from the top of the tent.

The woman's hand is dividing the red silk into two parts, and the kodan at the fingertips contrasts with the red silk.

I saw her wrist turn, and two red silks were wrapped around her slender arms in turn.

At this time, the lights around the hall were dimmed, and only the bright moon beads hanging on the top of the tent shone down from the tent.

The figure of the woman in the tent was lined by the splendid gauze curtain behind her, like a gorgeous peacock, covered in colorful colors like the glow of the sun.

I saw her swirl like the wind, her clothes and skirts were covered with silk and hair on the temples, and they all danced around her, like clouds surging and halo circles.

Even the Luo Tent was driven by the wind around her and fluttered, like a colorful haze surrounding her.

As she rotated, she rose into the air with the red silk.

At the beginning of Xia, she saw that her wrist was slightly levered, and a pair of white and slender thighs turned over the silk and split in the air, like a bow and arrow.

Several bamboo cages laid on top were slowly dumped. It turned out that two young girls on both sides of the second floor were gently pulling a rope.

At this moment, all the petals filled in the bamboo cage fell, and it seemed like a rain of flowers had fallen in the whole building, and the whole hall fell.

The young masters in Huafu looked up at the fluttering petals and were amazed.

The woman in mid-air continued to dance, but her movements were gentle and slow, with red silk interspersed with her toes, and her robes flew.

Behind the curtain, the translucent sleeves, which are illuminated by the bright moon beads, are like the wings of a butterfly, and the raised fingers are like an orchid.

After a while, the sound of the piano gradually became more urgent, and the woman turned over with her legs wrapped in silk, straightened her body, and danced and climbed until she reached the top.

The sheng and xiao compose together, co-compose the piano sound, and the gurgling flow excites each other.

After the woman wrapped all the red silk around her waist, the lights in the hall were lit by day.

The woman let go, and suddenly rolled down from the sky, like ice and snow pouring out, like purple electricity passing through the sky.

Just about to fall to the ground.

Three inches away, the red silk around her waist pulled the woman tightly.

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, she undid the red silk around her waist, and gently scratched it down, and the fish lay on top of the jade.

At this time, it was discovered in the early summer that the three-meter jade was embedded with gold beads, and the ground was a lotus, which blossomed into the appearance of five-stem lotus.

The petals are fresh and exquisite, and even the stamens are delicate and recognizable.

The woman stood up leisurely at this time and stepped on it with bare feet, like a lotus growing step by step.

She bowed and thanked her.

The sound of the piano also came to an abrupt end, and the applause was thunderous, which lasted for a long time.

Xian Li's voices fluctuated one after another, and they were endless.

"This woman should only be found in the sky, how many times have I heard of it in the world..." Xia Chu admired her as she danced and swayed.

"Interested?" Xiao Mubai asked with an eyebrow raised, still calm.

"I really want to bring her back to Chang'an." Xia Chu nodded.

"You want to accept her?" Xiao Mubai's face sank and his tone was cold.

"What are you thinking? I also have a Yixiang Building in the capital, and I want to take her back to be the treasure of the town building. I don't know if the owner will sell it or not..." Xia Chu let out a "cough" and rolled his eyes at him.

"Heh, look at the master here, he looks like someone who lacks money?" Xiao Mubai's expression softened and his voice became a little warmer.

Xia Chu heard the words with a bitter face. Indeed, the owner here seems to be only richer than him.

"Isn't it enough to buy my Yixianglou?" Xiao Mubai sneered at the corner of his lips.

"Bang" sound.

Xia Chu's brain exploded again.

WTF?

Is Yixianglou his? ?

Gan!

Such an important thing, Hou Ye didn't say anything...