The Villain Is Always Afraid Of Collapse

The hem of the wide white skirt is embroidered with a beautifully blooming orchid from the shoulders to the hem of the sleeves, and the black hair is simply a startled bun, and a few kiss flower butterfly hairpins randomly decorate the hair. Soft, bright and moisturizing.

She stretched her arms and danced, her skirt fluttering like a flapping white butterfly, which was completely different from her usual spirits. Yu Wenrui's fascinating gaze was firmly attached to her, and she could still feel it even far away. The scorching heat, bright and beautiful eyes stared at him from a distance, and the happiness in it was self-evident.

—The above comes from the description of the original work and the fantasy in Mu Jin's brain.

She lowered her eyes and hugged her pipa on the stage. Duan Rongrong, dressed in a simple palace costume, stood beside her, ignoring the small comments that broke out after seeing the two of them on stage, and bowed down to bow to the Emperor Yan who was sitting on the high platform.

"An hour has passed, I don't know how well Jinwen's new song has been learned." Yu Wenrui has a smile on his face, without mentioning the real contestant at all. It seems that only Mu Jin can be seen in his eyes.

Mu Jin got up and hugged Pipa in his arms, and smiled when she heard the words. The elegance of the moment made people ignore her in the costume of an eunuch, and she was the infamous treacherous eunuch.

"The slave is ashamed, and came to pollute the saint to listen."

Mu Jin deliberately wanted to mention the heroine's name to see if he still had an impression, but remembering the tragic misunderstanding caused by the second man, she felt that it would be better to have a relationship with Duan Rongrong.

Sitting on the wooden bench that the **** brought up, he put his fingertips on the pipa string to start the sound, raised his eyes and saw Duan Rongrong grabbing the skirt of the skirt, knowing she was still nervous, and Mu Jin sigh, who was determined to break with her just now. Sighed.

"Relax, with me."

She whispered, moving her fingers quickly to let the clear and lingering piano sound overwhelm the whisper.

Duan Rongrong was startled, his emotions were instantly brought in by the prelude, and he returned to the quiet space. The soft and magnificent tunes gently sounded. Another world classic music reappeared in this ancient and unfamiliar dynasty. No one has heard of special.

Mu Jin lowered her gaze on the fingertips she was playing. The pipa sound itself was soft and irritating, suitable for the southern woman Wu Nong to sing softly, but she is now boldly straddling the tone, with her thin white fingers spreading the bones on the strings. With a clear outline, Duan Rongrong’s voice is clear and melodious, like a stream of water flowing into the atmosphere of the piano, bringing everyone an unprecedented unique experience.

Duan Rongrong was very engaged in singing, and the sadness of having no time to say goodbye to her family in another world and the yearning for the future and freedom were deeply integrated into her melodious singing. For a while, someone could not bear the emotion, and secretly wiped his eyes with a handkerchief.

At the end of the song, Mu Jin's hands were in an extended state, giving the song a sorrowful and hopeful stop.

There was silence on and off the stage.

After a long while, a sonorous "Okay!" came from the high platform, everyone agreed with Yinghao, and their eyes on the stage changed slightly.

Mu Jin pulled the sleeve of the lower Rongrong, and the two knelt down again to thank.

"Jinwen always brings surprises to me. Such a unique piece can be learned in an hour." Yu Wenrui looked at the figure with her head down and her face invisible, and the nostalgia and heat in her eyes flashed by, letting go. He curled his fingers on the dragon chair and forcibly shifted his gaze to the little palace lady beside her.

Looking at it this way, I feel a little familiar.

"Is this the woman you want to save by stopping the whip with your hand?" Yu Wenrui remembered the blood beads on her fair and beautiful face that day, and the impression of the court lady became clear.

Even if he was kneeling on the stage, Duan Rongrong couldn't help but glanced at Mu Jin. His face was full of emotion and intricate intertwining expressions. He saw Mu Jin's heart trembled and he almost threw himself on the ground.

She regretted it, so why did she have to approach the heroine in person with so many little brothers, now anyone is frightened when she gets involved with the heroine.

And many people around didn't know about it, and now I heard Yu Wen Ruiyi say that they couldn't help but have some other ideas, looking at the two people's eyes more differently.

"It's just a matter of the slaves. I was in a hurry and made your Majesty laugh." Mu Jin buried his head deeply, not daring to show any signs of special treatment to the heroine.

Misunderstandings have occurred, and we can only do our best to minimize the harm.

The confrontation between the court ladies and the eunuchs of Dayan Kingdom will not be as serious as in the Qing palace dramas, but this is not the point—the problem is that the heroine can only be the hero and the male partner.

After you get the ball away, you all have your brains closed, and if this continues, the rumor that she "cannot love the heroine" will spread throughout the country.

Yu Wenrui didn't make any embarrassment to her, but turned to Duan Rongrong and asked, "What's your name?"

"His Majesty, I... Slave Duan Rongrong." Duan Rongrong retracted the gaze that lingered on Mu Jin and replied without humility or arrogance.

Seeing the girl's clear eyes and delicate features, Yu Wenrui held the dragon chair's fingertips tightly, her face calmly said: "You are fine, I will have a great reward after the Hundred Flowers Festival."

Duan Rongrong was stunned, and an uncontrollable joy appeared in his eyes: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Mu Jin is a little suspicious, but it is more of a suspicious surprise. Is this male protagonist finally interested in the female protagonist? If she really opens her mind, then she will be of immense merit. From then on, she can save her from all sorts of weird brain holes and just walk through the script with peace of mind.

Therefore, she didn't care at all about the question of not saying her reward, and happily finished her salute and hugged Pipa to step down, and severely rejected the heroine's desire to follow her. She planned to put down the Pipa first and then review the plot of the original work.

No one has had a script with her for so long, and almost forgot what was written in the original.

The more I thought about it, the happier Mu Jin didn’t pay attention to the person in front of him on the road. As a result, his head was stubbornly stuck on the opponent’s hard chest, and the familiar smell of saponin rushed into the nasal cavity, dizzy. When he fell back, a word came out of his head.

What a familiar scene, what a familiar person, and the difference from last time is that this time a slender and powerful arm quickly passed around her waist, and easily brought her whole person and her lute together like a fallen leaf. , Gently circled her into his arms.

"Rong Feng!"

Mu Jin was angry. She covered her nose and stared at his close eyes with red eye sockets. The cold and handsome face in her eyes was no different from the smelly stone in a pit.

I can't get rid of it no matter what.

Rong·The ghost never dissipates·Feng rubs the slender and gentle touch of her palm, only to feel that her voice is so powerful and vivid, her bright eyes are reflected in her face, as if at this moment her world is bright because of her. Up.

He reluctantly let go of the slender waist in his hand, and took the pipa in her arms instead.

Mu Jin:?

Seeing inexplicably, Rong Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed her. Pipa, who was still panting with exhaustion, took her arms around her with ease and helped her return to her original place.

You won't scold him for the sake of being so good, but don't want her to say good things.

Mu Jin raised his head and put on a slap in the face of "Let you do things for me is worthy of you", making sure that if he goes back to quarrel, he won't let him go.

After all, she hadn't forgotten that it was this guy's unrestricted speech that caused the misunderstanding that the heroine could not be cleaned even after jumping into the sea.

However, Rong Feng did not have the slightest desire to quarrel. He helped her return to the pipa and returned to an expressionless appearance holding the sword, and said to her: "Go back, Your Majesty is waiting for us."

Mu Jin suffocated his breath and ran away clean, staring at Rong Feng's wooden face, really wanting to split his skull to see what was installed.

Why is this man's heart so needled?

Rong Feng did not look back at the people behind him. He also went to watch the game just now. He obviously had a lot of things to say, but she seemed very angry when he thought of him. Whatever she wanted to say, she swallowed her stomach silently. in.

He wanted to say that her musical attainments are very high, and few people can practice an unfamiliar piece in such a short period of time, and can bring everyone into the atmosphere she has created.

He wanted to say that he also watched those beauties' dances, but none of them can compare to her dancing in white clothes under a moonlit night. If she wants to be on stage, she must...

This can't be said, she will definitely be angry.

Rong Feng has always known that he can't speak, but at no time has he been so powerless against his own bad words in front of anyone.

Si Lesheng got closer. Mu Jin thought about entering the main hall and threw Rong Feng away. At any rate, Yu Wenrui looked normal besides not loving the heroine. Now he took the initiative to ask the heroine’s name. There are too many second men who know where to go.

She glanced at it casually, Wu Guiren on the stage smiled beautifully and danced in a white dress embroidered with orchids, which was indeed quite charming.

However, after a few steps, before Mu Jin walked around the hall and walked to Yu Wenrui's side, she heard a loud "bang" from the direction of the stage. Before she could react, she felt her whole body crooked, Rong Feng She held her in her arms and rushed to the ground, while the smoke and dust from the explosion poured over them all.

Mu Jin got his head out of Rong Feng's arms in astonishment, and saw that the southeast corner of the stage had collapsed, and Wu Guiren was held motionless under a beam, not knowing his life or death.

Mu Jin vaguely felt that he had forgotten something:...

She told Zhang Mingxu to do things, but she didn't say that she would kill Duan Rongrong, right?

With his gaze moving, Duan Rongrong, who had just stood up from the ground, looked at the direction in which Wu Guiren fell, and noticed that her gaze was looking towards her.

Mu Jin had a bad feeling again in an instant.

Duan Rongrong curled up his smart eyes and made a mouth shape to her:

"Thank you."

Mu Jin's eyes were dark, and she felt that she couldn't cleanse herself after jumping into the Milky Way.

"Jin Wen, Rong Feng, are you okay?"

At the same time, the emperor's majestic voice sounded from above, mixed with a hint of unidentified smell, bringing the danger of wind and rain.