true identity

Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are few, and the blue sky covers Han County. The bright moon hanging high is just about to be round and flat. Thin and long clouds cross it, like a peeping eye, looking at the world with unknown meaning Various states.Sighs turned into breeze, and the coolness of the face was wrapped in the seemingly absent ground heat, which made people realize that it was already the transition of spring and summer.A frog that woke up early squatted on the green lotus at night, staring energetically at the little bugs floating around, waiting for a full meal.The little fisherman's daughter, who was excited to watch the scenery, sang loudly, startled the frogs into the water, and scattered the birds to fly in the forest.

The boat was swaying in the ethereal singing, it stopped at the river and swayed with the waves, like a cradle.

The river is so wide that the curving trend becomes gentle, the sound of the waves hitting the ears is like the ocean, and the lights of the people on both sides of the bank are shining, but even if you gather around one place and add sky lanterns to boost the momentum, it is not as brilliant as the lights of the Linjiang water pavilion .

Du Liniang arranged the water pavilion beautifully, the night temperature dropped, and the water vapor was dense, like a fairyland in a fairyland and a beautiful scenery in Penglai.

The tall Guanxian Terrace is specially built for dignitaries and dignitaries, and the advantage of a higher level allows you to have a panoramic view of all the wonderful things.Du Liniang was originally complacent about her coup, but now she was sweating profusely from the little prince who was sitting on the Ewha Grand Master's chair facing the cold face.She glanced down and saw that Miaomiao was already standing behind the screen of the waterside pavilion waiting to enter the arena. The waiting officials, as well as some wealthy businessmen with beauties in their arms, all of them are waiting for Miaomiao to appear on stage.

The little prince stared straight at the people downstairs, and said to Du Liniang beside him, "I want Miaomiao."

Miaomiao is determined not to give it to the young prince, and the reason cannot be explained.If you say it, you will die, if you don't give it, you will die.Du Liniang's hair was dizzy and her feet were numb under the dilemma. She wished that the old tree would blossom into her arms and embrace the beauty trick she used to be proud of.The little prince's stubborn temper is really bound to be vengeful.

Indeed, as she thought, the little prince is a cheapskate.

Born out of his maidservant, his mother died of dystocia. Fortunately, he survived the misfortune, but among the many princes who are struggling, it is better to die early.He scrupulously manages his life, and develops a character of being timid and afraid of getting into trouble, flattering his superiors and bullying his inferiors, and trying to make a big splash and win the approval of the emperor.The emperor gave him the fiefdom of Han County, and the richness of the land of fish and rice is good enough, but he didn't appreciate the paternal love in it, he only hated the bullying of the palace people, and the resentment he couldn't vent among the princes, he took revenge on these ordinary people .

Miaomiao's setback made him angry, and Jiang Yanyi's sarcasm made him feel even more insulted, but the latter cannot be bullied, especially the former.

Tonight, no matter what, he will get Miaomiao.

Even if it's just a corpse.

The coldness in the little prince's eyes caught Du Liniang, it was the determination to break the boat, and the relentless ruthlessness.Du Liniang's knees, which were about to kneel down, stiffened in shock. She was called back to her senses by Xiu Ge.

Xiuge doesn't want to be reduced to a slut, how can she bear the stinky man lying on her body and doing wanton things.She wants to get rid of it by all means, and now she has an excellent opportunity.

She gently led Du Liniang outside the door, and seeing no one was around, she whispered in her ear: "Miss Du, you must not offend my lord."

Sister Du gave her a "nonsense" look.

Xiuge was not in a hurry, she continued: "The little prince wants Miaomiao, then give it to him." She restrained Du Liniang, who was about to lose her temper, narrowed her eyes slightly, and her words hissed like snake letters: "If you It's because Miaomiao is inconvenient to give, so she can send it with her face under the veil. Anyway, no one knows what she looks like, and she hurt her throat last time, and no one knows whether she is healed or not. The name can be passed on to other people, but this Miaomiao voice can no longer be used, after all, everyone has ears." She wiped out Du Liniang and Li Daitao's thoughts of embedding new ideas after becoming stiff.

The way she narrates is just another village where the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. Only if you give up can you get something. Du Liniang will really die if you keep pushing.Once she thought about it, all kinds of shortcomings of this Ren Miaomiao spring up like mushrooms after a spring rain. Du Liniang only loves to make money in the name of Miaomiao.

After making up her mind, Du Liniang thought better and better, and patted the back of Xiuge's hand in relief: "You're right, I can't hurt you girls because of her alone. But today she is the one who sang in Japan, could it turn the Hundred Flowers Banquet into a farce?"

Xiuge lost no time in introducing herself: "Sister Du, Geer is willing to share your worries." If it wasn't for the one hiding behind the screen, Xiuge should be called Miaomiao.

Du Liniang was surprised but felt it was natural, she glanced at Xiuge meaningfully.Xiuge blushed and lowered her head, like a shy white lotus.

"I didn't expect that, Xiu Ge." Du Liniang didn't comment, she felt that she was blind and despised the little house sparrow beside her.The next moment she raised Xiuge's hand and said, "Sing well, Sister Du will not treat you badly." The gentle and kind tone almost made Xiuge forget her warning to herself.

Du Liniang ordered someone to dress up Xiuge well, went back to promise the little prince, and went downstairs to find Miaomiao.

As a guest, Zhao Ci sat next to Jiang Yanyi. He ate up the seasonal melons and fruits on the table, rubbed his stomach and asked, "What's the order? Why hasn't Miaomiao come out yet? Do you want us to throw coins?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" The speaker was Miaomiao's die-hard fan who confronted the little prince last time. He scolded and turned to look longingly at the wide screen, his eyes burning like rays that could see through: "Who is Miaomiao?" , she must be absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and then using songs as ink to draw a vivid landscape map for us to see."

Zhao Ci's teeth were soured by the words of this die-hard fan. He took a breath and moved his position in the direction of Jiang Yanyi: "Yes, yes, yes, it makes sense."

"Brother is the man who bravely admonished the young prince last time? I am very impressed with you." Jiang Yanyi, who was speaking alone, interjected for the first time, clasping fists at the die-hard fans.

That man was a little ashamed of his bravery last time. He bowed to Jiang Yanyi and quickly waved his hands: "I was brave for a while. On the contrary, I was impressed by Mr. Jiang's handling. To tell you the truth, I am actually the next door Heman The county magistrate of the town only admires Miaomiao when he came here to listen to the music."

Speaking of Miaomiao, he turned into a fan again and wanted Amway to give this adult: "Once Miaomiao's voice is heard, it can be heard for three days without end. Her voice is both male and female, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female. Dare to be obscene, the lonely and cold tune will pull out the sadness deep in people's hearts, like a white snow covering the wilderness, you snuggle up in the snow and feel sad at first, then feel intentional, and finally use the snow as a blanket Cuddling each other to keep warm, people don't feel anything else." He hugged his body with his hands as he said, as if he was already lying under the snow quilt.

Zhao Ci was taken aback by his actions, feeling the hairs all over his body stand on end.

Jiang Yanyi seemed to have a feeling: "It seems that my lord and Ms. Miaomiao are already friends of God."

He shook his hand again: "My name is Zhang Zhong. How old are you? You can call me Brother Zhang. I really wanted to see Miaomiao, but she was cold and indifferent to the world and refused my invitation many times. I I think, since we are close friends, we don’t need to explore the private life, so far we have only listened to her singing and never met.”

"Brother Zhang is open-minded." Jiang Yanyi said.

Zhang Zhong has a good impression of this little friend.He talked about his feelings for Miaomiao before, and even his close friends found it incredible, but now someone not only understands his thoughts, but also seems to have the same feelings, he can't help but: "Brother Yanyi, He Man Although the town is not as rich as Han County, but we are rich in fruit and fish, if you have time, I can invite you to taste it."

Jiang Yanyi sincerely thanks.

Zhang Zhonggong cupped his hands and continued to look back in the direction of Zhang Wangmiaomiao.

"Master Jiang is so interested all of a sudden?" Zhao Ci was puzzled why he started talking with Zhang Zhongpan and became friends in the end.

Miaoyinxuan was brightly lit, and nearly a hundred lampposts were set up in Linjiang Waterside Pavilion for artistic conception. The light of the lotus lamp on the top moved with the wind, and under the light and shadow, the small mole between his eyebrows was faintly visible, and the shadow under the arch of his eyebrow made his His eyes looked much deeper, and a light glance seemed to span ten thousand years.

Zhao Ci couldn't bear his gaze, scratching his head and trying to avoid his sight.

Jiang Yanyi picked up the orange and threw it into Zhao Ci's arms: "I'm really interested." Teasing him seemed like a lot of fun.

The fist-sized orange suddenly turned into a hot potato, rolling back and forth between Zhao Ci's hands, just like his heart, not peaceful at all: "I just saw that you and him both seemed to have feelings, It's not that I haven't heard Miaomiao's singing before, so I think it's very pleasant, and the tune is also moving, but in terms of feelings, it's really not as much as you." Comments like reading comprehension, especially Zhang Zhong, also made a small video format.

"Oh, I hope you never feel this way in your life." Jiang Yanyi patted him on the head.

"How do you look like a master." Zhao Ci shrank his neck to avoid his gesture of knocking on the wooden fish, "Master Jiang, do you like to make friends?" Zhao Ci was amazed by the open conversation, and he couldn't help covering Jiang Yanyi A poke from a socialite.

Knowing what he meant, Jiang Yanyi couldn't help sighing that he was young: "Make friends like buying clothes, you have to choose the best ones. Although Zhang Zhongren is reckless, he is upright and unyielding to the powerful. He is a man worth getting acquainted with."

Zhao Ci was very sure of what he said, and nodded: "It is indeed quite upright to be able to confront the young prince head-on, eh, then I am also quite upright." He proudly put gold on his face.

Jiang Yanyi raised her eyebrows: "You are stupid."

Zhao Ci raised his eyebrows and was about to refute, but Jiang Yanyi pressed his hand, focused his ears and looked at the screen with meaning: "Tonight seems to be not peaceful again."

"what?"

Jiang Yanyi sounded the alarm for him in advance: "Don't make any more trouble."

Before Zhao Ci had time to explode, Zhang Zhong slapped the table excitedly: "Miaomiao has come out."

The author has something to say:

Miaomiao's identity is being revealed, and everyone is welcome to actively bet on the big quiz.