Chapter 590 (1/2)

If Liu Mengqin was granted amnesty, he lowered his head and slowly fiddled with the drum stand. He brought in two chairs, picked up the accompaniment of the huqin and wiped it carefully.

Cheng Yanqing stood in front of Yuan Zhi in a big way and raised his hand to tidy up his overlord armor: ”Lord yuan looks weak and weak. I didn't expect to wear this overlord armor and be so grand. He seems to be a powerful general! If the king of Chu had the calmness of an adult, he would have eaten back Liu Bang, and would never end up committing suicide on the edge of the Wujiang River

Yuan Zhi didn't appreciate it. He laughed scornfully and said, ”Cheng Yanqing, you really talk about people and ghosts! Are you sure you can eat all the people in the world with one mouth? ”

Cheng Yanqing humbly lowered his head: ”Mr. Yuan, I just feel it, not flatter adults in a moment. If adults don't like to listen to compliments, I should say nothing! My Lord, you are full of bookishness. Why do you want to change into a murderous posture? I'm just a bad actor. I'm not a threat to you. You don't have to humiliate me

Yuan Zhi's face was full of arrogance: ”I don't like to listen to flattery. I'll get goose bumps after listening to it! Some people, obviously full of male and female prostitutes, are written on their faces, thinking that others are blind and can't see it! ”

Cheng Yan's green face didn't change her color and said, ”Lord yuan, you invited me to come into the palace to sing opera. Although I'm a trivial actor, I also have dignity! You are jealous because I serve the emperor closely. I understand your mood very well and don't care about your words! ”

Yuan Zhi restrained his anger and joked, ”the good play is about to start. Later, you should work hard to make the emperor happy, and you can continue to stay in the palace.”

Cheng Yanqing smiles and looks at Liu Mengqin. A drum beat with distinct rhythm rings. While playing the Hu Qin, Cheng Yanqing sings the song of Chu in the background: ”heroes in the battlefield are light of life and death. How many people will return after ten years' war?” His voice was strong and clear.

Yuan Zhi set up a serious posture and sang the song under the cuangxia word by word: ”pull out the mountain to cover the world, but when the time is not good, Zhui does not die, what can I do? What about Yu Xi and Yu CuO Nai? ”

Murong Zhining and Yuanzhi look at each other affectionately, holding hands according to the plot. They come to the table and pretend to drink three glasses of wine. Yuanzhi throws the glass on the ground in frustration.

Murong Zhining takes off the bright yellow peony cape and the sword on her waist. She is singing and dancing her double swords. Her moves are extremely serious and her performance is in place.

Cheng Yanqing looks at Murong Zhining obsessed with his face and plays Hu Qin very hard. His eyes towards Murong Zhining are full of undisguised worship.

Murong Zhining and the drum beat and the sound of the piano, the two swords in her hand danced with sword flowers. She improvisably mixed several chiyun Yuexuan's short sword self-defense movements, which made the originally weak and charming sword dance become rigid and soft, and more ornamental.

Murong Zhining seems to have entered the role, she danced to rise, with the drum suddenly urgent, she kneaded into more beautiful dance movements on the sword dance. Sometimes she whirled like a top, her body and the shadow of the sword mixed together. Sometimes she jumped up and drew several sword shadows. The scales on her body made a pleasant sound of ”jingling”.

Yuan Zhi held the desk with his hands, and he was very devoted. He had already forgotten his identity as a runner. Yuan Zhi's eyes, and Murong Zhining Wen Wanmei confused eyes intertwined together, he has long been in confusion, can not tell is the drama or reality.

As the drum gradually calmed down, Murong Zhining turned her back to Yuanzhi, and she stared back at Yuanzhi. The gentle charm in her eyes overflowed, disturbing Yuan Zhi's restless thoughts.

When the sound of huqin and the drumbeat stopped suddenly, Murong Zhining laid his sword across his neck according to the plot. At this time, Yuan Zhi uttered a heartbreaking cry: ”no Ning'er... ” He ran forward quickly and held Murong Zhining tightly.

Murong Zhining's sword fell to the ground, and they looked at each other affectionately, both as if they had entered the play, but also as if they were showing their true feelings.

Liu Mengqin pushed Cheng Yanqing, who was stunned at the spot, and said in a soft voice, ”Xiaoqing, are these two people too involved in the drama? I've never seen an actor who can't extricate himself from the drumming! ”

Cheng Yanqing's expression of schadenfreude on his face: ”these two people really have a play! Unfortunately They are all in their own plays Elder martial brother, there's a good show to watch! ”

Murong Zhining's Apricot eyes lie in a Wang Qing shallow tears, she looks at Yuan Zhi's eyes is sad, but also obsessed.

Yuan Zhi reached out to hold Murong Zhining's slender waist, and his lips slowly closed to Murong Zhining's vermilion. Murong Zhining closed her apricot eyes and raised her head in front of Yuan Zhi. She could not help but Murong: ”general...”

Yuan Zhi's body seemed to have been struck by lightning. After a moment's stiffness, it shook back and forth. He opened his eyes and glared at Murong Zhining. There was shock and anger in his eyes.

Murong Zhining didn't wait to wait for tenderness. She opened her apricot eyes and looked at Yuanzhi. Two pearly tears fell from the corner of her eyes: ”Yuanzhi I am... ”

Yuan Zhi pushed Murong Zhining away. Murong Zhining lost her support and fell to Yuan Zhi's feet.Yuan Zhi looked up to the sky and roared: ”Murong Zhining, are you too deep into the play? Who do you think I'm Yuanzhi? When you just heard the sound of the flute, you immediately lost your temper. I knew that chiyun Yuexuan must have blown this song in front of you. Since you can't forget him, what do you want to provoke me to do