A life of two souls traveling through time

In the cold night, the lights in Liangdu are as bright as a poem and a painting. The ten-mile-long street is connected to the market, and the tall buildings are crowded with red-sleeved guests. Li Yunye looks at the prosperous and dreamy night scene in front of him and can't tell whether it is an illusion or reality.

Outside Fengqifang, there is a constant flow of traffic and laughter. There are carved railings, jade-carved glazed tiles, pavilions, towers, and rockery. There is curling smoke and charming fragrance. Its splendor and charm are fully displayed in the hazy night.

Li Yunye and An Yun nervously followed Mu Liang into Fengqifang. Along the way, Mu Liang dealt with all the beautiful women who threw themselves at him with ease. The three of them walked through the long corridor over the pool and entered the central hall which was filled with cosmetics and guests. The smell of perfume and wine hit them in the face. Li Yunye and An Yun rubbed their noses, feeling uncomfortable. A servant came forward enthusiastically and led them to their seats. At this time, the pearl curtain on the stage was shuffling lightly, the sound of piano was melodious, and three graceful dancers danced to the music.

Most people came tonight for Hong Qing's performance, so although the dancing on the stage was beautiful, very few people watched attentively. Everyone was looking forward to Hong Qing's appearance.

After waiting for Li Yunye to sit down, Mu Liang walked alone among the crowd, smiling and greeting warmly some acquaintances with whom he had business dealings. Although Li Yunye was the young master of a famous Jiangnan family, he came to Beijing to study. Li Xingyuan advised him to keep a low profile and not reveal his identity, so Mu Liang never mentioned it to outsiders, and only told his subordinates that he was an apprentice arranged by the master.

"Hey, Shopkeeper Mu, you haven't been here for some time. I thought our girl didn't treat you well enough." Just as Mu Liang sat back next to Li Yunye, a middle-aged woman with wrinkles on her face but still charming came to Mu Liang with a smile on her face and said softly.

"There are a lot of things to do during the New Year holidays. Mother Yun must be joking." Mu Liang quickly stood up and bowed to the woman in front of him with a smile.

"That's right. Shopkeeper Mu has to manage four cloth shops by himself. His ability is extraordinary, which makes us idle people feel ashamed."

"Mother Yun's words really make me feel uneasy..."

While the middle-aged woman was joking with Mu Liang, she glanced at Li Yunye standing beside her. Although she was curious, she didn't dare to ask since Mu Liang had no intention of introducing her. She continued chatting for a few more sentences and then turned around and left.

"I didn't realize that Brother Mu Liang is also a regular customer of Fengqifang." After the middle-aged woman left, Jiang Siyao frowned and looked at Mu Liang with a hint of disgust in his eyes. He looked like a humble gentleman, but it turned out that he was actually a hypocrite. Ha, man!

"Fengqifang is a regular customer of our cloth shop. I've been here several times. One, it's for business, and two, it's also..." Mu Liang looked at the displeasure on Li Yunye's face and smiled helplessly. Although he explained in a low voice, he couldn't help complaining in his heart: You used to linger in brothels every night, how dare you slander me?

The crisp sounds of wind chimes interrupted Mu Liang's unfinished words. The bustling central hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone cast their expectant eyes towards the stage. Hong Qing, dressed in red and with her face half covered by a veil, appeared in the center of the stage with a long sword in her hand, posing in the Pingsha Luoyan style.

Li Yunye secretly glanced at Mu Liang who was silent beside him, and saw the sadness in his eyes because of Hong Qing's appearance, which made him more curious: Brother Mu Liang's face looked strange when Hong Qing appeared, there must be a story between them, and the most important reason why he often came to Fengqifang was probably for her.

At this moment, the sound of the piano suddenly changed from gentle to unrestrained and uninhibited. The beautiful figure in red on the stage waved the sword in her hand following the sound of the piano. In an instant, cold light flashed on the stage, whistling like the wind. The dancer was graceful and light, waving the sword like a dragon, just like a knight in the rivers and lakes who traveled the world with a sword, mysterious and unpredictable.

The sword dance ended and the music stopped. Although the audience applauded excitedly, they were still immersed in this sword dance and felt unsatisfied. Hong Qing left the stage with the sword in her hand. The decadent dance that started again on the stage made everyone feel bored. After about a cup of tea, "bang, bang, bang!" Two sudden drum sounds were deafening in the hall. When everyone was trying to find the source of the drum sound, Hong Qing suddenly ran onto the stage with a red tasseled spear and followed the drum sound. She once again stretched out her arms and waved the red tasseled spear in her hand to the solemn sound of the guqin. The red silk and silver spear circled the dance floor, and the whistling wind moved the spirit like a rainbow. With the cooperation of the murderous music, every time Hong Qing raised the spear, it was like a mighty army, swallowing up the mountains and rivers. While the spear dance was waving, a high-pitched and passionate song suddenly rang out from above everyone's head:

When Yantai looked at the guests, they were frightened.

Thousands of miles of cold light gave rise to snow, and the lights on the three sides moved in danger.

The battlefield is flamed with flames and the Hu moon is illuminated, while the mountains and clouds by the sea surround Jicheng.

Although the young man is not a pen-throwing official, he still wants to ask for a long tassel in terms of merit.

The heroic voice, coupled with this magnificent and vigorous frontier poem, made the warm and fragrant jade pavilion seem as if it were on a battlefield. The listeners, who were originally seeking pleasure, could not help but feel their hearts surge and sat up solemnly.

Hong Qing's two performances also made Li Yunye couldn't help but marvel in his heart: This girl Hong Qing's dancing skills are unparalleled. Compared with Yan Yu, although she is not as strong, her dancing skills and figure are certainly slightly better.

Hong Qing and Xuan Yu's superb dancing skills also forced Jiang Siyao to admit that the ancients' artistic attainments far surpassed those of modern times.

When the song ended and the dance stopped, the audience, still in a daze, continued to stare at the stage, as if the battlefield before their eyes had not yet ended.

"Dingling~" Another burst of wind chimes brought the audience back to their senses. Hong Qing, now dressed in a red silk dress with wide sleeves, returned to the stage holding a glass wine glass and bowed to the audience on all sides. Her eyebrows curved into a charming arc under her veil:

"Mountains and flowing waters are like soulmates. Beautiful mountains and clear waters are a delight to meet. Hongqing greets all guests."

After Hong Qing finished speaking in a voice as gentle as a spring breeze, she brought the wine in the glass cup under her veil and drank it all. Her clean, unrestrained and generous words and actions once again aroused enthusiastic cheers from the crowd.

"I heard that Miss Hongqing is not only an excellent dancer, but also has a singing voice like a nightingale. We have seen her dancing skills and they are indeed wonderful. On such a beautiful night, why don't you sing a song for us to liven up the atmosphere?" Just as Hongqing was about to turn around and leave, a young man who had drunk a few more glasses of wine stood up and said with a frivolous look on his face.

Although it was drunken talk, it was considered extremely rude by some of the audience members who always respected Hong Qing. When a few people were about to stand up for Hong Qing, she got there first:

"The donkey needs to rest after pulling the millstone for a few times, and Hongqing danced two dances with all her heart but still had to be forced to sing a song. My lord, you must feel sorry for Hongqing!"

Hong Qing's vulgar jokes and coquettishness naturally made it difficult for the drunkard to embarrass him, and also caused laughter in the hall again. Hong Qing then slowly left the stage amid laughter.

Mu Liang looked at the departing red shadow from afar, and sadness appeared in his eyes again, which was naturally caught by Li Yunye beside him. Driven by curiosity, Li Yunye decided to get to the bottom of the matter tonight.