"The princess means that this person wants to kill Qing Huan!"

Mu Chaochao stood in front of the window and looked at Qing Huan, who was performing calmly, and sighed that she was a strange woman.

"Mr. Chen, did Qing Huan tell you anything?"

Knowing that their trouble today came from Qing Huan, everyone looked at Chen Liangping.

Mr. Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No, although Qing Huan is an actress, she is indeed stubborn. I have been rejected many times when I admired her, so how could she tell me her personal affairs? Our meeting was just to discuss the drama.

Princess, Qing Huan is just a weak woman, who wants to harm her? "

Mu Chaochao did not answer. Tianquan then asked: "I heard that today's play is the first play written by Qing Huan. Has Young Master Chen discussed it with her?"

"Originally, this year's drama was scheduled to be written by me. Qing Huan came to me and worked with me to persuade the class leader to change it to a play written by her. The ending of the play was still tragic. Before I wrote it, I even persuaded Qing Huan to rewrite the ending. Qing Huan insisted on going her own way. Is there something behind this play?"

Mu Chaochao smiled, "Why doesn't art come from life?"

"Tian Quan, protect the good people, sister Chao Chao and let's go."

Seeing that he couldn't get any more useful information, Ye Huaichen took the people away.

A man wearing servant clothes entered the backyard of Luo Mansion.

Seeing someone coming, Luo Shuihan, who was squatting in the yard playing crickets, returned to the house, took off the mask on his face, and asked the visitor:

"Master, you are back."

Luo Shuihan took off his mask with a sullen face and threw it down heavily.

"Master, what is this?"

"Failed."

The subordinates were shocked, "With Master's martial arts, who can be your opponent? Could it be... that the Seventh Prince is here too?"

"The people who took action were the only ones with extremely high cultivation levels."

The subordinates knelt down and apologized, "Master, it was my negligence that led to the discovery today that Qing Huan slipped through the net."

"I wonder how they got together? Immediately send out all the dead soldiers in the capital to destroy Qingyin Pavilion."

"Master, I'm afraid it's not appropriate at this time."

It is easy to detect murder in the imperial city. Besides, the Seventh Prince's people have found Qingyin Pavilion, so it is impossible for them to succeed in their current actions.

"Qing Huan must die. Qingyin Pavilion must be burned down. No one can fall into the hands of Ye Huaichen and Mu Chaochao."

With the drama sung today, the people of Qingfeng Pavilion will not live to see the sun tomorrow.

Seeing his master's expression of indignity, his subordinates went out to make arrangements.

Luo Shuihan took out a wooden statue and touched it carefully, "Ruolan, you still took advantage of it."

Then he got up and walked towards the secret passage.

After the Qingyin Pavilion song ended, Tianxuan followed Qinghuan to the backstage to remove her makeup. Qinghuan quickly removed the heavy makeup on her face, while Tianxuan watched curiously.

"Miss Tianxuan, I'll be fine soon."

"Well, you know Fang Ruolan very well?"

Hearing this, Qing Huan's movements froze, and her eyes were a little lonely as she said: "My real name is Zhao Huan, and Ruolan and I were playmates when we were young. Ruolan was the daughter of a rich family, and I am a girl from a poor family. We met because of a collision. ”

"Have you known each other for a long time?"

Qing Huan shook his head, "Half a year is not a long time, but it is a lifetime of beautiful memories. Ruolan was very active when she was young and did not want to stay at home and often sneaked out. I have been taking my embroidery work made by my mother on the street since I was a child. While hawking, Ruolan was chased back by her servant and hid not far from me. I helped her deceive the servant.

Ruolan was curious about the embroidery I sold, and she said she wanted to thank me for helping her and helping me sell embroidery together. After she ran away from home, she would come to me to sell embroidery together, and we became friends.

Later, my mother-in-law passed away, and I became an orphan and joined the theater troupe. I never saw Ruolan again. I didn't expect that when she was ten years old, her family fell into trouble and she stayed in the Luo family. "

"So the play you wrote is actually Ruolan's experience."

"Absolutely. Ruolan's life will not be easy. I think..."

"Not good." Tianxuan noticed the chaos outside, ducked to the window and opened a small gap, and shot flaming arrows into the room.

"It's on fire, it's on fire."

"You are so courageous. You dare to commit murder at the feet of the Emperor at dusk. You can't stay here. Leave quickly."

Tianxuan pulled out her long whip and pulled Qing Huan out.

"Wait a minute, Miss Tianxuan, I'll get something."

Seeing the room on fire, Qing Huan broke free from Tianxuan's hand, took down a few bricks from the corner and took out the box hidden inside.

"Miss Tianxuan, this is for you. Please bring it to Princess Tianfu."

"Okay, you can go out with me." Tianxuan took the things and put them in her arms, then rushed out of the room with her.

The dead men in black were already fighting with the secret guards brought by Tianquan. When Qing Huan came out, more dead men rushed towards the two of them.

Tianxuan waved his whip like a dragon, whipping the approaching enemies aside. However, there were many people on the other side, and gradually, Tianxuan and Qinghuan were forced into a corner.

"Miss Tianxuan, please let me go. Their target is me." Qing Huan knew that she might not be able to escape today.

"Impossible! The little princess asked me to take you back. You are very close to me." Tianxuan held Qing Huan's hand tightly with one hand and waved the whip with the other.

At this moment, a black shadow fell from the sky, and several hidden weapons were shot out from his hand, killing the surrounding enemies in a few strokes. Tianxuan took a closer look and saw that it was Ye Huaiming.

"Master Ming!" Tianxuan shouted in surprise.

"Quickly go!" Ye Huaiming blocked the dead soldier who rushed forward.

"Thank you Prince Ming."

Tianxuan pulled Qing Huan and ran out of the door, riding on the horse that Ye Huaiming left outside.

"Hold me tight." Tianxuan pulled the man onto his horse and ran towards the palace.

A masked man stood on the roof opposite Qingyin Pavilion, drew his bow, pointed it and fired an arrow. Hearing a burst of extremely fast sound, Tianxuan pulled Qinghuan and jumped off the horse.

"Be careful, are you okay?"

"It's okay. My arm was scratched. It's nothing serious. Let's go to the palace first!"

Qing Huan escaped the fatal blow, fearing that the killer would catch up and urged him.

"Please bear with me, we will arrive at the palace soon." Tianxuan saw that Qing Huan was only slightly injured and led her forward quickly.

When the man in black saw that the man's arm was injured, he didn't chase after him. He snorted and left.

Today is the fifteenth day, and Duke An Guo called everyone to the general's mansion to have dinner together.

Mrs. Mu Er was still immersed in the drama and couldn't extricate herself, "Tell me, why are Huayan and Zhao Sheng so separated from each other?"

Mu Yunyi couldn't understand why his wife was still thinking about it, "Why are you still thinking about that? It's almost time to eat."

"Oh, you don't understand. This is what Chao Chao said about being upset. I'm not the only one who feels upset, right? Sister-in-law."

"The ending of this play is really disappointing."

In the past, the drama either involved redressing the grievances and overthrowing the corrupt officials, or the lovers finally got married. Very few had such tragic endings.

The male protagonist who is the embodiment of justice dies, the heroine is heartbroken and is forced to marry. It is rare that the ending ends. People who love each other cannot be together, and there are many families who get married in the capital.

Qing Huan performed Hua Yan's despair and helplessness, and at the same time aroused the resonance of most people. Qing Huan fabricated reality, which only made himself more famous.

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