Qingchuan History

Chapter 507 Mask
Gu Xinglang's calmness appeared to loosen.

He raised his eyes to look at Ruan Bi, his tone was a little lazy, "Yuezhang is saying that this Wanwan girl has the same surname as Xiaoxue's mother, and she uses the special mask as a metaphor for her old friend?"

"This little girl belongs to you, you come to ask me?"

"This little girl is indeed the dark thread that my son-in-law put in Suoning City. She walks among dignitaries to spy on news, and does things occasionally." Gu Xinglang continued to look at Ruan Yu, stretched out his right hand to touch the empty cup on the table and began to spin it.

"Her surname is indeed Su. As for the others, my son-in-law doesn't know."

Ruan Bi narrowed her eyes and stared deeply at Gu Xinglang, "The dance in "Four Seasons" does not exist, and I have never been to the most happy building to enjoy the dance. I think the girl with the harp in her arms is also a clue to my son-in-law. Let me guess, Will my son-in-law tell me, no matter what song or dance I want for today's banquet, I will do it, and then this Wanwan girl will present it."

"My father-in-law is wise, my son-in-law admires him."

Ruan Bi stopped shaking his head for a moment, "What I can't figure out is that there is no such thing as Wu, how dare this little girl respond."

Gu Xinglang stopped turning the cup, and looked at the girls in the room, "I haven't figured it out either."

"Naturally because this dance does exist, but how it is danced, I don't know it every night, and neither do you, the sage." The girl in white was still lying on the ground with her face deeply buried, and her voice came out from between the mask and skirt.

Ruan Bi moved his feet, stepped down the shallow steps tremblingly, and finally stood in front of the girl, "raise your face."

The girl turned her back straight and raised her face. It was just a mask, and she looked at the old man with a very strange beauty.The old man showed no signs of fear, bent down and stretched out his hands to put on the smooth mask, from the eyebrows to the lips to the thin mole, "Like it."

He rubbed the thin mole with the thumb of his right hand, gradually moved his palm down to the edge of the mask, stretched his sleeve and pulled the mask off, revealing the girl's beautiful face.

He stared at that face for another moment, "It doesn't look like it." After saying this, he turned to Gu Xinglang, "My son-in-law, does he look like you?"

Some lunatics are in such a verbal state.Gu Xinglang stood up and looked at the white-haired old man lightly, "Yue Zhang is asking who looks like whom."

"Her," Ruan Bi slightly raised his left hand to point at the kneeling white-clothed girl, then raised his right arm and pointed at Ruan Xueyin, "with her."

One arm and one arm are trembling a little, and they are getting old.

"What kind of joke is Yue Zhang? Wanwan was born in a brothel, how could she resemble Xiaoxue."

"It really doesn't look like that. But isn't your surname Su?" Ruan Bi turned to look at Wan Wan, "You don't look like this mask. Your surname is not Su. Gu Xinglang," he looked at the banquet again,

"I don't know where you found the remnants of the Eastern Palace Medicine Garden, especially her mother's facial features, but it's wrong to play this scene to tempt me." He shook his head from side to side, "Her mother, none of them have any Only those who have no father and no mother will be selected into the medicine garden. Su Luojin has no nieces and relatives, and the same goes for everyone else."

Di, Jin, Yan, Qi.Ruan Xueyin understood who Su Luojin was almost as soon as the name blurted out.

"So before you go upstairs, tell me that there are still people alive among them." Ruan Bi trembled and walked slowly towards Ruan Xueyin, condescending,

"This is the same play. You already know your mother's name and even many details, but you come to me to pretend. Why."

Of course not.Before this moment, Gu Xinglang had never confided a single word to himself.Considering that he just transferred the cup and considering this person's habits, Ruan Xueyin couldn't help but suspect Wanwan's move, even Gu Xinglang was surprised.

The dance is an arrangement, and the mask is a burst.

"Four Seasons" is also a burst.The person who took over the dance was not Gu Xinglang, but Su Wanwan herself.

And she was able to talk to Ruan Bi and she said that the dance in "Four Seasons" exists, but no one knows how to dance it.

The mask is burst.She came back to this sentence.

A mask is too familiar.Auntie's mask has been changing for more than ten years without being noticed. Last year, Sui Xiling Chunfeng saw an exquisite mask at Shangguan's concubine, which can change into more than ten kinds of appearances.

The teacher said that she has an old friend who is good at disguise and can be called a master.

Before he died, Shangguan Shuo said that she had gone to Suoning City and was waiting for you.

"Some of them are good at making faces and making masks." Ruan Xueyin stood up and looked at Ruan Bi, "Who is it?"

Probably because he was unprepared for this question, Ruan Bi was startled, and looked back at the girl kneeling on the ground, "You belong to Wen Qi."

Di, Jin, Yan, Qi.Ruan Xueyin said silently in her heart, and filled in the Qi characters, leaving only one face.She subconsciously looked at Jingting Song.

Jing Tingge is also looking at her.

Whispering in the ruined temple outside Suoning City finally worked.

Hagi and Qi are alive.It was Jin and Yan who died.Ruan Xueyin came to a conclusion, knowing that she would never see her mother——

She quickly erased the emotions that came with it, and then thought about it, wondering if Jing Tingge is still possible.

"Where is she?" Ruan Bifu walked towards the girl in white, his steps were slower and his body trembled more violently, "Since I am alive, I came out to see you, don't you want to see me die with my own eyes?" He laughed cheerfully and roughly, "I will eventually lose Yes. Humans are mortal, and I have survived to this age, and I have already half-stepped into Huangquan Road. Even if I die today, I have won. It is you who lost. You lost back then, and today is the same, a complete defeat."

Everyone looked at him.

Everyone at the banquet looked at him, and the kabuki players looked at him between the curtains. The madam who was lying next to the girl in white didn't dare to raise her head, and kept crouching down, while the girl remained expressionless and didn't answer.

Today, in addition to the three kingdoms of Yin, Qi, and Wei, there is a fourth party, and the situation is [-]% clear by now.

Ruan Xueyin wanted to step up and also went to Su Wanwan's place, but Gu Xinglang stopped her at the table with a look.He shook his head lightly, then glanced at Ruan Bi to signal her to wait.

Seeing that Ruan Bi lifted the hem of his clothes and slowly sat down on the ground, he was unstable when he landed, halfway back he staggered a lot, finally propped himself up and sat down, and said slowly:

"The East Palace Medicine Garden was initially used as a place for alchemy to seek longevity. It was built when I was still a prince, and it was originally developed for my father to develop pills." He looked around at the three young monarchs,

"If you govern the country well and sit firmly on the throne, you will have to follow this path if you don't keep it together after a few decades. Why do those who are at the top want to live forever? There are a lot of people in the world. I have only recognized one since I was a teenager. Li: It's no different from ordinary people, just afraid of death. It's just that ordinary people have less ability, less financial resources and less confidence to ask for it, while those in high positions have it. As a prince, I should be filial and understand the king's heart."

Half a circle of seats and a half circle of silk and bamboo surrounded him completely.The young girls and old women kneeling nearby are just decorations.The white-haired sage of the Yin Kingdom sits cross-legged on the ground in the center, like an idle storyteller on the verge of death.

"The original idea was to search for strange people in Qingchuan, recruit them into the palace to cultivate medicinal materials, and study elixirs. Those strange people may be old men in their sixties and seventies, pretending to be profound, and they have been deluded for several years, and they are self-willed, and their methods are the same or they are young and strong in their [-]s and [-]s, with a glib tongue, and when they talk, they are more unbearable than each other, not as good as those old men. But there is such a person," he spoke more slowly, narrowing his eyes,

"Talking about the hearsay Yiwei Danfang, using the girl's ten-year practice as a reference, it is used as medicine to refine alchemy."

(End of this chapter)