Tears

Compared with Su Nianwei's amazing dance skills, a song "cinnabar tears" seems to be more powerful.

Although there is no winner in this competition, there is no doubt that Su Nianwei has become the new favorite of Yanyulou.

Even if she doesn't have an excellent appearance, her stunning dance skills and the intoxicating singing voice alone are enough to overwhelm the audience.

Su Nianwei was not proud of this, as silent and calm as usual. No one knows what she is thinking, even Xiaoyu can't figure it out.

Her existence, like a mystery, is thought-provoking.

Some people say that she deliberately pretends to be clumsy. Some people say that she was originally a young lady, but unfortunately she was expelled from the family because she was too ugly.

Some guess that she used to be a popular girl in a brothel, or the troupe spoke out and had more skills.

There are many kinds of statements, but Su Nianwei did not respond.

However, the reason why Zhao Jinhua can support so many large brothel buildings in Yanyu Building is that she does not rely on the skin at all. Of course, she also has a set of healing skills. After she turned over the warning, the gossip in the misty rain building gradually dissipated. Even those women who usually love to chew their tongues dare not speak in front of her this time.

As the saying goes, you can control the affairs in front of the door and the mouth behind you. Su Nianwei has always liked to deal with them. This time, she can't say more. When she sees it, she will be the air and let them say something happy.

After a few days of calming down, Zhao Jinhua let Xiaoyu and Su Nianwei completely move out of the slave house. Next, they lived in the spacious and elegant attic on the second floor. After Xiaoyu moved in, she jumped to the new pavilion, which she had been looking forward to for a long time, so she was very excited.

Su Nianwei just sorted out the things and didn't say anything more. Moving here, what they live in, eat, wear and use are several times better than others, which means that they have taken a step forward from then on.

The second day when Xiaoyu and Su Nianwei lived in Xiangge on the second floor, it aroused the dissatisfaction of many girls. First, Xiaoyu is not old enough to come out and can't live here. She can only serve as their maid. Third, Su Nianwei's identity is unknown and ugly. The girls are afraid of being scared at night, so they unanimously objected.

Su Nianwei sometimes thinks that people are like this. They are too greedy for beautiful things and forget the true essence. Even if no one has ever seen her face in the building, they are proud, but they have to find some absurd reasons to exclude her. These practices make her feel sad!

No wonder these brothel women can live so freely, because they have regarded the superior conditions of their appearance as the capital of life, but they have forgotten the principle of good nature at the beginning. It seems that the shameless words that ordinary people like to scold women in brothel are also right!

The incident lasted for a whole night, and finally calmed down under the suppression of Zhao Jinhua.

In this way, Su Nianwei and the girl in Yanyulou are calm on the surface, but in fact, they are turbulent behind their backs. Most girls hate and jealous of her, but they can only grit their teeth and take her impatient.

These women hate that she has a face that she dares not go out, but she can be protected by Jinhua's mother and appreciated by the star prince.

They are jealous of her because she has an extremely soft waist and can dance to the world. Of course, there is also her ethereal and sad voice, which makes people unable to stop listening to it for a long time.

Although everyone's jealousy is jealousy and anger is anger, they have always been at peace these days. Until this day, Xiaoyu took another piece of lyrics filled in for her by Su Nianwei and excitedly found Mr. Xingchen all the way, saying that he would teach him.

If this war has been accumulated for a long time, then Mr. Star is an excellent fuse in the war. Because wherever he goes, he comes with the sight of most of the girls in the Yanyu Tower. Of course, Xiaoyu, who has been immersed in love, only has the existence of Mr. Xingchen in her eyes, how can she know the jealousy in other women's eyes?

"How about this song, son?"

Xingchen smiled and stroked his upper lip with his index finger; "Well, the lyrics and music are quite exquisite and elegant, but they are too sad. When it was played, it seemed to make the picture in the lyrics come to people's mind. It was a feeling of not letting tears flow out with their eyes closed. It was a touch of unexpressable hurt words.

Xiaoyu jumped up happily; "Well, I also felt too sad at first. I hummed a few words. Miss Wangchen said it was very suitable for me, so I took it to show it to the prince."

Hearing the word Wangchen, Xingchen's eyebrows seemed to shrug for a moment. He raised his jaw slightly and said softly, "She made the lyrics and music, right?" Although it was a questioning tone, Xiaoyu could already see his determination.

She can't lie, so she can only nod; "It was made by Miss Wangchen. I want to learn..."

"Where is she now?"

"In the pavilion in the backyard!"

The stars suddenly got up and walked towards the bluestone path leading to the backyard. Suddenly, he was so eager to see her that he had never longed to be ignited by this music score at this moment, and his mind was full of her faint eyes and pale face.

"Hey... Prince......... Prince..." Seeing that Xingchen didn't say a word, she got up and stood up. In desperation, Xiaoyu had no choice but to follow.

At this time, the two stunning women in red and green clothes happened to see the scene in front of them and immediately stopped.

The woman in red frowned and said fiercely, "Wow, little bitch, it's getting more and more shameless to be so blatant."

The woman in green heard the curse, but bit her lip slightly and said nothing more. Although she was equally unwilling as the caller beside her, after losing to Su Nianwei last time, her temper obviously restrained a lot. On weekdays, she stays in the pavilion and rarely comes out. Everyone thought that she was sad because she lost to a trivial ugly woman. In fact, she was just shameless to face Mr. Xingchen. For his cultivation, she lost everything to her. How can she face him?

"Sister Lvshang, why don't you talk? Who doesn't know that Mr. Xingchen is your favorite? Look, you won't come out for a few days, and they will catch up with this. If you don't say anything like this, sooner or later you will be ridden on your head by that little bitch!" I have been holding a grudge for a long time. Seeing this scene, of course, I will not forget to add jealousy. Besides, Xiaoyu's favor in recent days has also directly threatened her existence. How can she, who has always been competitive, stop here?

Lvshang shook her head with an ugly face and said, "Holder, we'd better not cause trouble, or my mother will be unhappy."

"Well, did she take us seriously? These days, it's all on the two little foxes. She forgot that who supported this Yanyu Building? Without my sister and me, how could this building be so popular? How can business be so prosperous?

“.......” Hearing the caller's self-praise, although Lvshang was clear in her heart, she was silent.

"Oh, sister, it's okay for you to put up with it. Today, do you want to see your Ruyilang being robbed by that yellow-haired girl?"

"I..." As soon as he heard that Mr. Xingchen would become someone else's, he couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

"Okay, let's go and see what the little fox wants to do. Let's go!"

As he spoke, he waved to the girls behind him arrogantly, and a large group of people followed him so enthusiastically.

At this moment, the stars that had come to the backyard were attracted by a sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano is full of sadness and separation, and there is a faint touch of touching and sadness. Yes, the sadness that can never be changed, without a trace of pretentious singing feelings. From the piano, he seemed to hear her world-weariness and rebuking the secular voice.

The sound of the melancholy piano is close to his lungs and heart, flowing gently with the wind. He stood still, and his black pupils did not blink, and he did not dare to move at all, for fear that the sound of the piano would dissipate and melt!

Listen, the original pure breeze added the low-key sadness of sky blue, and the originally floating clouds seemed to be attracted by this touching piano sound and gradually stopped.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped and caught people off guard. There seemed to be a faint voice crying from the pavilion, and the sound of falling petals fell silently on his heart. Facing the wind, he suddenly felt a little pain.

When he arrived, she had sorted out all her thoughts and stared at the clouds. The quiet eyes are as empty, cold and indifferent as ever.

But today, there is a strong color of lovesickness and longing.

He walked slowly to her and asked in her ear with a low pestle, "Who do you think of that makes you so sad? Who made you carelessly?"

Su Nian's tail looked sideways and fell on this straight figure for a long time. She looked at his dark pupils, reflecting her appearance. Even if it was only the size of a pinhole, she could feel the heartbreak and melancholy in his eyes.

She lowered her head and didn't know how to answer. She could only give up her eyes and put it back to her original place.

He smiled with a lost smile, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the yellowing score.

He stretched out his clean and slender fingers, picked up the song, and made an elegant and distant voice; "Prosperity is like three thousand flowing water, I only take a ladle of love to understand, and only love the butterfly you incarnate..."

Sometimes, the teenager in his ear still said this seriously with his clearest eyes... Tears seemed to surge uncontrollably, and she could only forget the sky and force the hot heat that was about to fall back fiercely.

"Is this the song you played?" Xingchen put down the song gloomyly and looked at tears on her forehead. White without any miscellaneous lines, just like a piece of flawless jade that has not been carved.

She nodded and said nothing.

"Can you sing?" He asked softly, and his voice made her want to cry more and more.

"Of course, I heard Miss Wangchen humming this song last night. It's really beautiful. Xiaoyu has never heard such a beautiful song when she has grown up!"

Xiaoyu, who rushed out from the side, immediately stretched out his thumb and kept praising Su Nianwei.

"Real?" Xingchen said with a little interest and a little regret.

Su Nianwei moved her eyes away uncomfortunately and didn't want to stay here for a moment. Just as she was about to clean up, Xingchen pressed her flustered softly. His eyes were shining and he said with a trace of interrogation; "Are you hiding from me?"

Su Nianwei's body trembled and raised his eyes in astonishment and rejected it; "Isn't the prince more careful? You have nothing to do with me. Why should I hide from you?"

"Then will you finish playing this song for me?" Yes, his heart strongly wants to listen to this tune at this moment, perhaps his heart, strong feelings, the mood she expressed in the piano.

"Sorry, I can't do it!" Su Nianwei shook him away and replied angrily.

"Why?" The stars were rejected for the first time, and the black pupils flashed a deterrent fire.

"That... Mr. Xingchen, you... Don't be an unforgettable girl... She... She seemed to think that this song was too sad. When I heard her sing twice, I seemed to shed tears for it. Therefore, I'm afraid that the prince asked her to sing so reluctantly..."

Before Xiaoyu's words were finished, Xingchen suddenly smiled coldly; "Really? You will also shed tears. I thought your heart was as indestructible as your appearance, so cold that even the fireworks could not melt!"