The 108th abuse of the little phoenix of glass

The green smoke is curling up, and the green temples are heavy.

Wang Sun Gongzi, cuddling with Cui Yihong.

The woman's dancing posture spreads out and retracts like the wind, her body is graceful, and her long sleeves are fluttering.

The delicate face like a flower is covered with tulle, revealing a pair of charming and affectionate phoenix eyes, which are as clear as water waves and make people fascinated.

At this time, these eyes were fixed on a person.

This person has a pink face and red lips, and he is pretty handsome.It's a pity that a pair of peach-blossom eyes flicked and turned around, his face was slightly blue, and he looked hollowed out by wine.

He is the eldest son of Qiao Mansion, Qiao Suyang.

The beauty gave him frequent glances, which made his vanity highly inflated. He squinted at Lanyue on the dance floor, and drank several glasses of wine in a row.

He must get this woman.

Originally, Feng Yan was the one who danced for Mr. Qiao, but she only danced once, and the next day she hurt her ankle because of her shoes not fitting well.Let alone dancing, even walking is difficult now.

Lan Yue immediately recommended himself.

She is the top dancer in Tingxue Tower, not only beautiful in appearance, but also charming in dancing posture.If it's not that his personality is a bit colder than usual, it's that he can even listen to the top card in Xuelou.

She was willing to come forward to perform, and the madam couldn't close her mouth with joy, how could there be any reason not to agree?

The young man, who was as elegant as a bamboo, sat down and played the piano for her, never taking his eyes off the girl who was like a blooming peony for a moment.In the eyes that are as clear as water, there is only her shadow, spinning in between.

However, in Lanyue's eyes, there is only Mr. Qiao.

Fang Mubai's eyes became darker and darker, and the smile on his lips slowly faded away, becoming extremely bitter.

The sound of the piano was also confused by three points according to the state of mind.

Lanyue glanced at Fang Mubai lightly, followed by chaos, and her dance steps.

At the end of the song, people are scattered, and the bright moon hangs high.

Lanyue dragged her heavy steps and walked upstairs slowly.

"Miss Lanyue, can I buy you a few drinks?"

Under the shadow of the tree, in the moonlight, the young man moaned, and the smile in his eyes was softer than the moonlight.

Lanyue wanted to refuse at first, but for some reason, his heart suddenly moved, and he nodded: "Okay."

There are several plates of snacks and hot dishes in the small gazebo.

"I specially asked Mrs. Zhang in the kitchen to make this. She has been simmering on the fire. You drank so much wine on an empty stomach, hurry up and eat some while it's hot, to warm your body and stomach."

The hot dishes are diced walnut kernels, sweet and sour pork ribs, sweet and sour carp, and braised mutton, all of which Lanyue loves to eat on weekdays.

This man is really meticulous.

Lanyue lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Fang Mubai smiled, and squatted down in front of her: "Give me your feet."

"you……"

"When you were dancing just now, I saw that your dancing posture was unstable. I think it is the relapse of the old disease on your feet? I have a good medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. I will rub some on you and massage a little, and you will be fine. It hurts so much. Tell me, which foot is it?"

Lanyue was silent for a moment before saying: "Right foot."

With long, strong fingers and knuckles, she placed her right foot on her knee and removed the shoe and socks.Then I picked up a little light green ointment with my fingertips, and gently applied it to the red and swollen area.

The ointment moistened the skin with a bit of coolness.The person who applied the ointment seemed to be treating a rare piece of porcelain with such care and care.

Lanyue stared at him blankly, slightly moved.

How long has it been since she was treated so tenderly?As for what she almost forgot, there is still love in this world.

"You need to be careful in the future and try to reduce the number of dances as much as possible. If you suffer from hidden diseases in the future, you may even struggle to walk."

The young man's voice is clear and calm, with a gentle tone, full of affection that cannot be concealed.

Lanyue seemed to have been pricked by a needle, and she withdrew her foot suddenly, and said lightly: "Thank you, Mr. Fang, for your concern."

"Put this bottle of medicine away, and rub it on yourself when your feet hurt."

Fang Mubai got up and wiped his hands with the wet handkerchief on the table.Then fill up two glasses of wine, and push one of them to Lanyue: "I wish you have today every year, and today every year."

Lanyue opened her eyes wide: "You...do you know that today is my birthday?"

"En." Fang Mubai nodded with a smile: "Today is not only your birthday, but also mine. Do you think we should have a quick drink?"

"Should be." Lanyue was rarely happy, and Tongfang Mubai pushed a glass for a change, and drank a pot of wine in a short time.

In fact, she doesn't drink very well, but after two or three drinks, she starts to feel confused. Looking at the elegant and elegant bathed in the moonlight, she is clearly a person in the world of mortals, but seems to be a young man wandering outside the world of mortals. Her eyes are hazy: "You Tell me about you, you are good-looking and talented, why don't you go to Keke Dengen and go straight up? Do you want to stay in such a crappy place and be a luthier with no future and be looked down upon by others?"

"Then you, would you like to go with me?"

"Walk with you?" Lanyue held his forehead and smiled: "Why should I go with you? Who are you to me?"

Fang Mubai's star-like eyes filled with anticipation suddenly turned gray, but he still forced a smile: "Since today is your birthday, I should offer you a birthday gift. But I don't have any long hair There is only one qin sound that can be obtained. Today, I will show my ugliness and play a song for you, how about it?"

"You can play it if you want," Lan Yue didn't care, she was so dizzy that she just wanted to sleep, but her face looked sober, so it wouldn't make people think that she was actually drunk.

Fang Mubai took out his piano and tested the tone.His slender fingers plucked the strings, and a string of beautiful music poured out from his fingertips.The tune is lingering but not sad, tactful but not decadent, as if you have been with your loved one often and look at each other for a long time.

When he finished the song, he glanced sideways and saw that the person listening to the piano was already lying on the table, deep in a dream.

For several days, Mr. Qiao came to see Lanyue dancing every day.

Lanyue knows the truth of playing hard to get, she will always give Mr. Qiao a little sweetness, and then ignore him, which makes Mr. Qiao feel itchy and hard to let go of her.

The smile on Fang Mubai's face became less and less, and he gradually became taciturn.

On this day, Fang Mubai was practicing the piano score in the room, and Feng Yan, who was dressed in water red, swayed in.

Fang Mubai got up immediately, seemingly polite, but actually alienated: "I don't know why Miss Fengyan is looking for me?"

"You are down to the point of working as a luthier in a brothel, why can't you go there because you are so noble in your bones?"

Feng Yan was not without complaints, twisting the handkerchief in her hand, staring straight at him with her big eyes.

Fang Mubai was expressionless, turning a blind eye to her blatant enthusiasm.

"Forget it, I'm really winking at the blind, it's a waste of time. I'm here today to tell you something, Lanyue plans to put up a sign tonight, and the highest bidder can get her first night. I know you I like that girl, but we are all dancers who are destined to be like this, and we can't escape. Mr. Fang, you, accept your fate."

Lanyue wants to put up a sign?Although this is the ultimate fate of all dancers in Tingxuelou, Fang Mubai still finds it unacceptable.

She is the most holy snow lotus in his heart, blooming on the top of the mountain, crystal clear and flawless.

She is the picture scroll of the prosperous age that he is willing to stop for, and he cannot tolerate a speck of dust on others.

After Feng Yan left, Fang Mubai sat alone for a long time, until the air froze.

As night fell gradually, I heard the red lanterns in the snow tower lit up one by one.

The sound of laughter, the sound of welcoming and sending, penetrated into Fang Mubai's ears.

He stood up suddenly, his eyes were extremely firm: "No, I will never let Lanyue sink into the quagmire for the rest of my life, I will rescue her from this fire pit, and I will protect her for the rest of my life!"