After the new widow, I became a tyrant's tender outer chamber

Chapter 161
The cold wind invades the muscles and bites the bones, shaking the empty branches in vain.

Xuan Rao looked back at Jiang Huaiyang, paused for a moment, and then said, "Xuan Rao, the Caomin, is the leader of this troupe."

"It turned out to be an actor." His voice was thin, but Qing Yuan could hear the sarcasm in it.

Xuan Rao didn't know how many times he had experienced such scenes, and heard how many times he was abused, and he couldn't feel any emotion in his heart.He just lowered his eyes, "Exactly."

Jiang Huaiyang was too lazy to tangle with him, caught a glimpse of the blush on Ruan Yuyi's lips, and asked, "Do you have any blush?"

Xuan Rao hesitated, "Yes, there are, but those colors are rich and bright, and they are not used by ordinary women—"

Jiang Huaiyang was even more upset when he heard him sharing knowledge with himself, so he took her to the back of the stage.She only knew that he was always unpredictable, so she didn't want to ask any more questions, so she let him go.

This theater building is as high as three floors, and the small compartment behind the stage is specially used for actors to put on their makeup and rest, and it is also used as a waiting room. Here it is.

An actor inside was changing clothes, when he suddenly saw someone intruding, he was a little annoyed, he raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, "Who is the comer, do you know how to behave?" He hurriedly covered himself with his clothes.

Those who sang songs for the palace were all famous actresses, who had been admired by the romantic and wealthy outside for a long time, so they were somewhat temperamental.

Wen Zhi smiled and stepped forward to explain a few words.

The actor turned pale in an instant, his mind was full of rumors about the new emperor, and he frightened himself so much that his legs trembled.

But before he could apologize, all the people in this compartment were kicked out by Wen Zhi.

The door creaked shut, and it became dark inside.

Ruan Yuyi tried her best to look at it for a long time before she got used to the light.Behind them is the mirror table where the actors dress up. There are several rouge boxes, tiaras and the like that have not yet been tidied up, and are scattered here and there.

He moved his hand among the objects, and asked her, "Which one is lip balm?"

She looked sideways, and found that the grease on it was indeed different from what she was used to, so she randomly ordered a red one.

Jiang Huaiyang took the small porcelain box—it was said to be a small porcelain box, but it was the size of her palm—in the darkness, all tiny movements were magnified infinitely.

There was a crisp sound from the collision of porcelain, the sound of rubbing clothes, and even the breathing of the two seemed deafening.

He smeared lip balm and stroked her lips.The little lady's lips were warm and soft, slightly deformed under his hands.He sketched her lip shape and filled it in a strange way.

She was sitting on a round stool, she had nowhere to lean on, so she could only hold onto his skirt, tilt her head slightly, and let him draw.

Seeing that it was almost finished, he paused his fingertips, "Lingling is so happy to listen to the opera, how about calling this opera troupe often in the future?" He suppressed his voice, which was gentle but difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger.

She was a little scared of him, and didn't want to make him angry at all, so she pulled her lips and smiled, "Of course it's good. But the concubine is just because she can't accompany His Majesty, and feels bored, so she likes to use these things to pass the time." She pondered. He meant it.

The small carved windows are indeed very small, only willing to let in a little light.When she stared at him, she could only see his face clearly.

Her heart beat like a drum.

His voice whispered in her ear:

"Everyone has his own destiny, and an actor is just an actor after all." He was warning her that it was fine to listen to an opera, but she couldn't get too close to that person.

Her feet in beaded shoes poked out from under the skirt, wrapped around his calf, and caressed slowly and vaguely, "I know."

He chuckled happily, and his eyes moved down to her lips.

She didn't understand what it meant, and she raised her head and wanted to get closer, but he pushed her back, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that he was still looking at her with those eyes that were so deep that they could not see the bottom.

In getting along with him, she gradually knew Fengyue.After realizing it, the under eyes were very red, but luckily the dim light covered it up a little.

She shook her head slightly, with tears in her eyes.

He stared at her for a long time, but finally let her go.

When the two separated again, the blush on Ruan Yuyi's lips was smeared again, but fortunately, it didn't rub off too much.She had no choice but to take the porcelain box just now and put it on again.

He seemed to pass by here by chance, and he had important things to do, so he left her here alone, and left first.

Her legs were so weak that she called Mu Xiang in, straightened her clothes and hair, and then walked out of the cubicle.

She wore a floor-length skirt and walked out from the darkness. The colorful cloak was lined with fine feathers, so it kept warm but not heavy. It hung down to her knees, making her whole body layered.

Because Cai Xuanrao's appearance was that of a queen in history, the blush she used was the color of true red, and dabbed on her glowing peach-blossom face, it was more than charming but not majestic.

Xuan Rao was still standing there.

She stepped forward, nodded and said, "I'm bothering you to clean it up."

Xuan Rao seemed to have been called back to his mind, stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "What about the empress, it is also thanks to the blessings of the nobles in the palace, our theater troupe can have what it is today."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Ruan Yuyi set off for Luomeixuan.

"Boss Xuan," a servant came over, "Ying'er was suddenly intruded while changing clothes, and now she is angry, why don't you—"

Xuan Rao didn't know where to look far away, all he could see were trees, rocks and majestic palaces.He suddenly said, "I used to think that all the empresses in the palace should have their eyes above their heads and never take us as individuals. Do you think this is really not like an empress?"

He didn't seem to pay attention to what the boy was saying.

The young man responded casually, and then told him about Ying'er again.

He turned his eyes back, turned to the half-dismantled scenery on the stage, and then followed the boy.

But Ruan Yuyi went back to Luomei Pavilion, sipped warm tea, and then a palace servant eagerly brought a newly forged copper sleeve stove.

The palace attendant smiled and said, "The ordinary hand stove is a little bigger. Your Majesty feared that it would not be cheap for the young master to carry it around, so he asked someone to make a new one. The young master added some incense to it, and it can also be used as an incense burner."

This palace man had a great smile on his face, chattering away good things to ask for rewards.

She only glanced at the sleeve furnace indifferently, and went down to dismiss him after admiring the things.

Mu Xiang brought the sleeve stove to her, "Master, this is a delicate object."

The decoration on the furnace cover is complicated and meticulous, and the carving is a scene of magpies circling plum blossoms. The size of the furnace body is just enough for her two hands to wrap around it. Go somewhere warm.

There is no one in the daughter's family who does not like such a delicate thing. She took the sleeve stove and observed it carefully, her heart moved slightly.

It was just that she relaxed a little for a moment, and then she was overwhelmed by a heavy feeling. She lost interest and put the sleeve stove on the table beside her.

The cold wind blew in outside the window, Mu Xiang hurriedly closed the window, but saw a little wet under the eaves, presumably it was raining again.

(End of this chapter)