Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Wan Ruotan stood on the fourth floor, looking down at the crowd below.Jin Yu's chariot stopped beside him, and it seemed that the atmosphere was quite harmonious. Perhaps the conversation last night involved too many secrets, and the two of them hid their tit-for-tat thoughts and maintained the superficial peace. At this time, they could have some peace. A few words of conversation.

"Hongying Marquis, do you want to go down and have a look? The day after the cricket team came to Beijing, the palace lost the most precious unicorn wood. Now that the play is over, I wonder what kind of disturbance will be caused in Pingdu City. Well, it's really It’s exciting.”

"I'd better not go down, for fear of meeting someone I know." Wan Ruotan raised his eyebrows and looked at Ming Zhidu, and only said: "Sometimes you really have to learn from the prince, and you have to hide when you should. I take Fu Yong When the dog was killed, I accidentally left the scent of big whirling leaves in his house, I'm afraid those two would have guessed it already."

"That green robe is far more interesting than your Aluo." Ming Zhidu commented.

"Why don't you praise him face to face? Telling this to me will only make me upset." Wan Ruotan curled his lips.

Ming Zhidu chuckled softly in the chariot, "Hongying Marquis is not such a petty person. I praise him. Do you dare to say that you are not secretly happy?"

Wan Ruotan turned around, ignored his words, and changed the subject, murmuring: "Tell me, who is this scene sung for? That girl Yin Luo has a strong and straightforward temperament, and she only hopes that The words in this play should be more tactful, and don't be used as a weapon by those who are interested."

"Anyway, it's not for you and me. There is something in the words of Lord Hongying. Just rest assured. They can't sing anything. If you hide things in this world from me, what results can you achieve? Most of the truth can't be revealed Yan said, the Marquis knows this better than I do."

"Most of the truth is unspeakable? But I have a hunch that what this worm group wants to sing is not as simple as that one line of truth."

"Listen and see."

Behind the stage.

Yin Luo took some balsam from the table, threw it into Nie Renxi's hand, and said as if watching a show: "Hurry up and apply it, your lips are so pale that it looks like your life is at risk. Once you put it on, you will reveal it, and your lips will be exposed." Pull the collar down, have you ever seen a thin horse player who plays the pipa tighten the collar so tightly?"

"And how do you look like a woman in your sitting posture? Can you put your legs together? Yes, tilt your waist a little to the left and look more charming..."

"I'm so annoyed! Tailor, can you shut up? I'm not a woman, so I won't be able to learn the essence no matter how hard I learn!"

Nie Renxi took a deep breath, looked at his red lips in the mirror, and felt nauseated. He thought that the young master of the Nie family in Tingtang Xianlou could be regarded as a leader among the merchants in the capital.But now she is wearing this coral green skirt, dressed up like a skinny horse, with her shoulders half exposed, her eyebrows drawn as a woman's, and the most deadly thing is the hairpin on her head!
Mom, if he wasn't on the thin side, I might not even be able to fit into this skirt...

Chi Linjing looked at Nie Renxi with a smile. She felt that she looked quite good-looking, but her frame was a bit big. She didn't look like an ordinary thin horse, but like the kind of person who eats well... a thin horse.

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up. Have you mastered the music?" Yin Luo walked to the bucket, opened the lid and took a look at the really thin horse she knocked unconscious last night, comparing it with Nie Renxi's and hers. The difference was that when she saw that the appearance was almost the same, she breathed a sigh of relief and closed the bucket. She couldn't help thinking that it would be better if Yu Feng was here. That guy likes to study the art of disguise, and maybe he can give him some help. Nie Renxi needs a new face.

"You've got practice! As long as you stop nagging me, I'll make sure you don't reveal your secret."

"Okay, if you go on stage later, you have to play the music well, remember the appearance of those people, and don't lose any of their body features..."

"I know, I know, my ears are getting calluses." Chi Linjing gave Yin Luo a comforting look, indicating to her that Nie Renxi was still relatively reliable at the critical moment. He raised another question: "But why is this class still not Arrive? You can’t just dress up outside and go on stage directly, right?”

"This is against the rules." Yin Luo retorted, but as soon as she finished her rebuttal, she fell silent, and then changed her words: "Actually, it's not accurate, after all, they are a bit..."

Before Yin Luo finished speaking, the sound of gongs and drums could be heard outside, followed by the sound of footsteps in the room they were in. The waiter knocked on the door and shouted outside the door: "Beauty Zhou, the flying class has arrived. , please come downstairs."

After hearing this, Nie Renxi took one final resentful look at himself in the glasses, then took a deep look at Yin Luo and Chi Linjing, twisted his waist and held Pipa in his arms, pushed the door open and walked out, followed closely by the waiter. building.

Yin Luo touched his nose, and Chi Linjing lowered his eyes. God knows how much they wanted to laugh when they looked at Nie Renxi!
But they didn't laugh. After looking at each other, they heard the footsteps of Waiter and Nie Renxi going away. They also opened the door and headed towards the pink stage.

The curtains of the theater could not be blown by the wind, but no one was seen climbing up the theater.But when Nie Renxi opened the curtain and went in, he saw seven people standing on the stage with their backs to him!
What is suspicious is that the seven people were not dressed up as actors, but were dressed in uniform white funeral clothes...

When they heard the noise, they looked towards Nie Renxi, and they were actually wearing ferocious masks with grimaces on their faces.There are seven faces, no more on one side and less on the other, with similar expressions and shapes.But this sudden turn of his head frightened Nie Renxi.

He frowned, and the pipa in his arms almost slipped. He quickly reached out to pick it up. This large movement caused the clothes on his shoulders to slide down, exposing half of his shoulders...

Seeing his frivolous appearance, the seven people turned around again and continued to stand still like wooden stakes.

Nie Renxi breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the separate pipa player's chair inside the stage to sit down, his palms already covered with a thin layer of sweat.

At this time, Yin Luo and Chi Linjing also walked down the stage. They stood side by side in the empty space on the left side of the stage with not many people around, whispering.

"It looks like the people from the Pingying class have already been on stage."

Chi Linjing nodded to her and continued: "It's really mysterious. The red cloth is thick and the stage is built like a coffin. Could it be that some kind of wandering spirit can enter the stage through this red cloth and sing."

"Are you still in the mood to joke?" Yin Luo looked up at him, "Isn't Nie Renxi your good brother? Aren't you afraid that he will suddenly show his secrets and be killed by them on the stage? This red cloth is so tightly covered, maybe We can’t even see him dead.”

"It's okay when the pipa is playing, so why do you think so much?" Chi Linjing smiled, "Besides, how can you be sure that the people in the Pingying class haven't discovered that he is a fake yet? Don't worry, things may not be as we thought. complex."

"What do you mean?"

Chi Linjing glanced at her, then looked back at the stage to the sound of gongs, drums and pipa, but said nothing with a smile. (End of chapter)