Tianxiang Ban was a opera troupe that had just arrived in Yuexi. He rented a garden in Dadu and soon started singing. The high-ranking officials and nobles in Dadu found that the troupe was ordinary, but there were several extremely outstanding martial arts actresses with beautiful appearance and singing style. In addition, the headmaster was generous and chose the most luxurious location and the most elegant environment to set up the stage. For a moment, Tianxiang Ban became popular in Dadu.

At this moment, the grand officials, ladies and ladies of the capital, and the backstage troupe were ready to take the stage. The drums, drums, silk and bamboos sounded loudly. The martial artists on the stage wore velvet crowns, four-clawed dragon robes, holding a shiny silver spear, with a jade face, and were full of heroic posture. As soon as they appeared, they won a lot of cheers.

This play tells the story of Liu Xiaochun, the son of Liu Chang, the traitor of the previous dynasty, who relies on his father's power to bully men and dominate women and harm one side. One day, Liu Xiaochun went out for a walk with wine and met Xu Ying's family to visit the graves in the suburbs. Liu Xiaochun saw Xu Ying's wife, Perlan, was beautiful and ordered people to snatch back to the mansion. She wanted to take it as a concubine, Perlan refused to obey and was placed under house arrest on Shuiyue Tower. Xu Ying summoned several friends and agreed to rescue his wife and eliminate violence and good. That night, they sneaked into Liu's mansion. When Liu Xiaochun drank and left the house drunk, he finally wiped out his minions and rescued Perlan in one fell swoop, and escaped from the sky. This is a typical hero's play of saving beauty and punishing evil and promoting goodness. It has been circulated for a long time and is very popular.

I saw that "Xu Ying" on the stage was not too fast, with one move and one move, attacking and defending forward and retreating, and the work was steady. Until when he was facing Liu Xiaochun's big sword, the drums suddenly changed to a rush and the rhythm accelerated, but the atmosphere was tense and suddenly rose, and he received applause from the whole house.

Soon, when she saw the stolen Perrin coming on stage, her long jade-like satin sleeves swaying lightly, and the tassels inserted on her bun suddenly swayed, and she was like flowing water. She turned her head slightly, which was a gentle song and lyrics, and her beautiful eyes were filled with bright colors. Looking at her appearance and singing style, she suddenly burst out with cheers.

It is said that it is a opera troupe, of course, it is a distinction between elegant seats and ordinary seats. The ordinary seats downstairs are not so particular, men, women, young and old, sitting in rows and rows. People are concentrated on watching the show, whispering from time to time, and the scene is extremely lively. There are seven elegant rooms, set on the second floor, each room is elegantly arranged, all separated by thin bead curtains. People outside cannot see the inside, but people inside can see the scene on the stage outside. Today, the elegant hall is full of wives and ladies of noble families, and they are standing guards outside, for fear of a blind eye collision.

"Miss, there is still no news today." A young woman said to the person sitting in front of the window with three points of disappointment.

The man chuckled softly and said, "Is that right?"

She had a white porcelain face, her lips were as red as coral, and her dark eyes were breathtaking. She could be said to be a beauty, but her voice was as smiling as her expression. Every word was very clear: "To create such a momentum, one day it will attract attention, but we just need to wait."

"Yes." Zhao Yue looked at her master deeply. Li Weiyang's face has changed a little from half a year ago. Of course, it has become more beautiful. However, Zhao Yue still likes the original Li Weiyang because she could still see a smile on her face in the past, but in the past six months, she has never seen her smile sincerely again.

"Princess Yongning's favorite thing is to listen to operas. When she was in Kyoto, she invited almost all the opera troupes to her. People's habits will not change easily, but it is strange that Tianxiangyuan has been here for so long but she has not taken any action. "Li Weiyang's voice was very light, as if he was thinking.

Zhao Yue frowned and looked at Li Weiyang in confusion.

Li Weiyang arrived in Dadu a month ago and kept looking for an opportunity to meet Princess Yongning. The other party still owed her a promise, even if Yongning didn't want to fulfill it, she would let her fulfill it. However, Yongning is now the concubine of the Fourth Prince. If you want to see her, you must avoid Yuan Yu's eyes. This is really not easy. Li Weiyang doesn't think that Yuan Yu is a fool. Although she has changed a little from the past, she is still easily recognized. Taking action rashly will only make things worse, so she will choose to start with Princess Yongning's preferences. However, Yongning is different from those ordinary nobles outside, and such an identity will definitely not involve such a place of all religions. Then, you can only make the reputation of this opera troupe so that everyone in Dadu knows. Only in this way can you have the opportunity to be invited to the Yan Prince's Mansion and meet Princess Yongning with the cover of the opera troupe.

Li Weiyang closed his eyes slightly while thinking, as if thinking about his own thoughts.

At this time, the gong sounded, and a play was over. Backstage, the actors on the stage were busy taking off their makeup and rushing to the next scene. People came and went, and their movements were fast and orderly. Only in a secluded small room, Wen Xiaolou, the martial artist who just played Xu Ying, took off his makeup, but had an argument with the head teacher.

"Today, the audience is going to listen to Fang Jingtai, but you want to sing this play. What's the reason!" Wen Xiaolou's face was bright like water, his sword eyebrows were pitch black, and his fair face was full of anger, but it was three points more beautiful than his original appearance of oily face.

He was an extremely handsome man. He studied opera in the opera troupe since he was a child and had a good voice. In addition, he learned martial arts for several years with a martial artist. Compared with ordinary actors, he had a rare heroism and soon became the pillar of the Tianxiang Class.

The headmaster was over 50 years old and had a cigarette rod in his hand. He heard this and quickly persuaded him: "What are you doing! You have the final say on how to sing this play, but I naturally have the final say on what play to sing. Just sing it!"

"Don't lie to me. I used to be fine, but when that woman came, everything changed! This is your opera troupe, but now she has to listen to her in any song. Has she bought the opera troupe?!" Wen Xiaolou was obviously angry, and even the corners of his eyes that were slightly raised also scattered a sharp chill.

The headmaster quickly looked around and said, "Oh my ancestor, let's just say a little bit! You don't know what the situation of our opera troupe is. You forgot that when we were in Yaozhou, we were wandering around and could only set up a straw troupe. While you were singing, there was no place to shade the sun and rain on your head. When you met those gangsters, we couldn't even give away the silver. Now? We live in the best garden, climb the best platform, and even the costumes are the most luxurious. What else do you want? If you pay for money, you can sing whatever you like. Can you eat a noble person?"

Wen Xiaolou sneered and said, "Teacher, I advise you to think clearly. This woman's origin is unknown and her identity is a mystery, but she inexplicably came to our opera troupe and said that she wanted to make us famous. She also offered a high price to hire a famous actor for you. Don't you think it's strange? Why do she and us have no relatives and no reason? How can we help us like this? There is no such easy thing in this world!"

The headmaster frowned and said, "What do you know! They are just your drama fans--"

"My drama fan? You saw that there weren't those people outside just now. They applauded me, cheered me, and asked me to sing another song. This is my drama fan! You said she was for the drama, have she ever heard me sing the opera seriously? Have you ever said something to me? To be honest, since I saw her for the first time, I felt uncomfortable all over. I always felt that she had to cause us some trouble!"

The headmaster looked at him in embarrassment and said, "I have considered what you said long ago, and I have sent people everywhere to inquire about the origin of this lady--"

Wen Xiaolou said anxiously: "Have you found out something?"

The headmaster shook his head and said, "Although we are a low-ranking person, we have been wandering around for so many years, and we can be regarded as a person. She is beautiful in appearance, noble and generous in every move, and she must be from a wealthy family. But why did such a lady come here alone? You saw it last time, and there was a blind eye who wanted to cause trouble for her, but she was taught a lesson by her girl. Her girl - her martial arts skills are definitely not an ordinary guard!"

"Since you all know that her origin is not simple, you shouldn't have accepted such a big gift from her!" A hint of anxiety appeared on Wen Xiaolou's face.

"I... isn't this a solution? If we don't want to collect her money, can our team be so popular?" The headmaster threw down the cigarette pole awkwardly and persuaded him earnestly, "Xiaolou, let's not care about her purpose, just sing our own plays well. What else can we use to make use of such a cheap life!"

Wen Xiaolou was silent. Indeed, the headmaster was right. People like them were just lowly actors, so what was worth using for others? If the woman had other intentions, from beginning to end, she never asked them to do anything, but instead spent a lot of money to make them famous. However, it was really uneasy to let him ignore it. He always had a intuition that this woman was not simple, and her purpose was not simple. She was obviously not interested in the play, but she must listen to each scene in the private room, as if waiting for someone.

An actor like him, when others like him, he calls Boss Wen. He is unhappy and is even more despicable than Niba. He can't afford to offend anyone. What should he do if this woman brings any trouble? - This is what Wen Xiaolou is most worried about.

"Brother, don't say that to her! I had an illness last time. If she hadn't asked the doctor to see me, I would have been dead now!" At this time, the curtain suddenly moved slightly and a girl came in from outside.

This girl is rare beauty, with a peach blossom face, a bright eyes, wearing a plain skirt, but a cheerful smile on her face. The appearance of the dim room seemed to bring in a refreshing sunlight, and the whole room was illuminated suddenly. Even the old headmaster with dizzy eyes showed a stunning expression. Wen Xiaolou couldn't help but be angry and said, "You are not well yet, why did you run out?"

Xiaoman stuck out his tongue and said, "I always lie on the bed, and I'm going to get moldy."

Wen Xiaolou looked at her, and a trace of softness appeared in her originally ruthless eyes, and said, "Silly girl, the doctor said, you should rest well in bed before you can--"

The headmaster showed a look of disgust on his face. Everyone in his troupe had to work. This girl would have to delay ten days and half a month when she got sick. If Wen Xiaolou had not been protecting this girl, he would have driven her out long ago!

Xiaoman saw the expression of the headmaster and quickly said, "Class master, my health is almost in good condition. I can go on stage tomorrow, don't worry."

Wen Xiaolou was about to speak, but Xiaoman shook his head at him. Wen Xiaolou felt ache in his heart and he never spoke again. He could protect her for a few days, but he couldn't always protect him - Xiaoman was so sensible that he didn't know what to say.

The headmaster nodded and turned around and said, "Xiaolou, let's talk about this matter here. I'll go out first!" As he said that, he opened the curtain and walked out.

Xiaoman looked at Wen Xiaolou and said disagreeably: "Brother, that Miss Li is my savior, you shouldn't doubt her like this."

Wen Xiaolou's smile became cold and he said, "You silly girl, others may not be sincere to you. Are you not afraid that she has other intentions?! Think about it—"

"Okay, brother, no matter what she does, she can let me ignore it. Even the headmaster said that she has spent a lot of money on medical treatment for me over the years and will never care about me anymore. She is not close to us, but she is willing to pay money. Have you ever encountered such a kind-hearted person?" Xiaoman's eyes flashed, but his voice was extremely firm.

Wen Xiaolou could hardly speak. Xiaoman was an orphan since she was a child. After being adopted by a opera troupe, she began to learn to sing opera. However, because one time, when he went out to set up a stage in the rain, he accidentally got cold. The troupe leader refused to ask her for medicine, and he became a heart attack. Later, the cruel head master actually threw her on the street, regardless of her life or death. If it weren't for being picked up by Wen Xiaolou inadvertently, she would have died. Over the years, she has been sick every time

He endured it, fearing that it would be a drag from Wen Xiaolou. He knew it, but he was powerless. No matter how much he performed, no matter how much reward he received, he had to hand it over to the troupe. There were only a few left. Not to mention hiring a famous doctor for Xiaoman, even if he went to the pharmacy to get medicine, he didn't have enough money and could only watch Xiaoman suffer. Xiaoman was so sensible. No matter how serious his condition was, he had to perform on stage to perform, which made him feel even more heartbroken.

This time, if it weren't for the mysterious Miss Li, Xiaoman would probably never be able to open his eyes again. No matter how he suspected her, Xiaoman was telling the truth. Wen Xiaolou sighed and said, "Forget it, I won't say such things anymore."

Xiaoman nodded and said, "I'm going to thank that lady."

Wen Xiaolou frowned even more tightly. Xiaoman quickly stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows, saying, "Brother, don't do this, you will grow old."

Xiaoman is not his real sister, but over the years, he has long regarded her as the closest and closest person in the world. This kind of emotion transcends everything. He is just afraid, really afraid. He is nineteen years old this year, and I am afraid he will never sing for long. He can't imagine what Xiaoman should do if he can't sing anymore? How should he take care of her? Because of this, he is so repulsive of Li Weiyang's appearance. Their lives are already in jeopardy. What changes will this mysterious lady bring to them? He is really scared.

However, looking at Xiaoman's smile without any impurities, he couldn't say a word. How long can Xiaoman live? Maybe ten years, maybe one year, no, maybe only one month, and even he doesn't know, but no matter what, for Xiaoman's current smile, he is willing to do anything.

Wen Xiaolou finally sighed and said, "Okay, but you can wait for me to go together."

Wen Xiaolou had another play next, but it was King Rouge. This play was a story about a woman named Rouge joining the army on behalf of her father. The play was originally performed by a Huadan, but later the headmaster found that the Huadan was less heroic and felt that it was too soft no matter how she performed it, so she asked Wen Xiaolou to cross-dress. Fortunately, Wen Xiaolou was not a problem with the literary and martial arts opera. At this moment, he was wearing purple clothes, waving a golden knife, and dancing with a whip. With the sound of the intersection, his body spiraled, like a dragon and snake flapping its wings and flying, spinning violently. Suddenly, he jumped, flipping seven somersaults in the air, and everyone shouted aloud.

Li Weiyang rarely sees a play, but when she looked at this hardworking Wen Xiaolou, she suddenly sneered. Zhao Yue didn't know what she was laughing at, and couldn't help but look at her in confusion.

Li Weiyang's eyes were cold and there was a sigh in his voice: "Do you still remember how embarrassed he was when he first met Wen Xiaolou?" He didn't have enough money, so he knelt at the door of the medicine hall. I heard that he had been kneeling all night, just asking the doctor to go and see his little man. Unfortunately, no matter how long he knelt, the ending was the same. In the end, the doctor was moved by Li Weiyang's silver, but it was not because of Wen Xiaolou's infatuation.

"Miss, I have never understood that there are so many opera troupes in the world. Tianxiang troupes are just third-rate. As for Wen Xiaolou, if no one praises him, they will not be popular at all. Why would the lady choose them?"

Li Weiyang listened to the thunderous applause from the audience, and said to himself, "Yes, why?" Along the way, I don't know how many tragic stories I have seen, but she has never moved. She is not a philanthropist and cannot save everyone, let alone, when she suffers, who has helped her? However, when she first saw Wen Xiaolou kneeling at the door of the medicine hall, she suddenly thought, "Make a bet with her. If he kneels for three hours, she will save people. However, Wen Xiaolou knelt in the snow all night, far exceeding her expectations. Perhaps at that time, she suddenly became a little curious about the person Wen Xiaolou was about to save.

Originally, she would not choose the famous red team. I think it is true that those opera troupes have backers behind them and do not need her financial support, so naturally they would not obey her orders. In Dadu, she has no power, only money, and everything has to be started over again, so choosing the Tianxiang team is safer.

Soon, a play was changed on the stage, and Li Weiyang stood up and said, "Let's get here today, we should go back."

Zhao Yue was about to speak, but when the curtain was lifted, Wen Xiaolou walked in in costume. Zhao Yue frowned slightly, but when she saw Wen Xiaolou smiled, "I'm sorry, I've disturbed Miss. But Xiaoman insisted on coming to thank you-"

Li Weiyang's eyes fell on Xiaoman behind Wen Xiaolou. She just smiled, and her simple smile made people feel heartbroken. "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I'd be dead." She thanked sincerely.

Li Weiyang nodded without commenting, counting as if he had heard it.

"Miss Li, I will make money to pay back the money to you." Wen Xiaolou said this. Xiaoman said, and he showed a disagreement when he heard it. She felt that Li Weiyang would not like to hear this sentence, because it was not gratitude, but it sounded a little ignorant. She was afraid that Li Weiyang would be angry, but the other party said coldly: "It's up to you." As she said that, she walked out, and Zhao Yue hurriedly put on her cloak.

When Li Weiyang walked past Xiaoman, Xiaoman's face still had a smile. The smile was even more dazzling than the sun, clean and warmer. Li Weiyang's eyes flashed across her face, and she suddenly smiled faintly, but it was as cold as the moonlight, cold and indifferent.

Two extremes - Wen Xiaolou was stunned. Just when Li Weiyang and Xiaoman were standing together, he was surprised to find that Xiaoman seemed to be a ray of sunshine. Just looking at her would feel in a good mood. Li Weiyang was like a cold moonlight, beautiful, but without the slightest warmth.

Wen Xiaolou suddenly understood the reason why he didn't like Li Weiyang. Why, she obviously had such a beautiful appearance, so much money, and a loyal guard, obviously from a wealthy family. If she had changed herself, she wouldn't know how happy she was, because having money means that all difficulties would be solved. But he had never seen her show a sincere smile. She always looked cold, and she didn't even have the slightest warmth to smile.

At this moment, Xiaoman looked at Li Weiyang's back and said, "Brother, she seems to have a lot of sad things."

Wen Xiaolou was stunned and suddenly sneered: "We are so poor and are looked down upon by others. There is nothing, and you still worry about others--" What he said was actually a bit sarcastic.

Xiaoman turned around and looked at him in confusion: "Brother, what's wrong with you? You weren't like this before-"

Wen Xiaolou turned his face away and said, "Nothing." Why, why did she have everything, but she was still so unhappy - and his Xiaoman had nothing, but she could still laugh so happily, Wen Xiaolou felt heartbroken.

Xiaoman's face became serious and said, "She saved me and was my savior. My brother would never say those words again in the future. I think that lady is a good person."

Good man? Wen Xiaolou's eyes were turned to the outside of the yard. Li Weiyang had already gone down the steps and got on an inconspicuous carriage. What should a woman who hides her identity everywhere use their opera troupe to do? He must figure it out! He glanced at Xiaoman and said, "Tell the head master, I have something to go out!" As he said that, he hurriedly took off the oil paint on his face, changed his clothes, and walked out without looking back.

"Brother! Where are you going?" Xiaoman was chasing him upstairs in surprise, but Wen Xiaolou ran very fast and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Xiaoman waited until night and finally saw Wen Xiaolou coming back. She quickly stood up and said, "Brother, what happened to you-"

"Shh, don't say anything, I'll take you to see the real face of that lady." Zhao Yue was very skilled in martial arts and was not his opponent. Wen Xiaolou could only follow him from afar. He finally found Li Weiyang's residence. He felt that if she didn't take Xiaoman to see with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe him at all.

"Young Master, you can't wait for the lady to come back to eat every time-" Zhao Yue said cruelly, "Young Master, Miss said, you must learn to eat by yourself!" Then he grabbed the little boy's hand, but he suddenly rushed out of her hand and ran out quickly. However, Zhao Yue reached out quickly and grabbed him. He was like crazy, kicking Zhao Yue desperately, but he was too short and could only kick her calves. This little pain was nothing to Zhao Yue. She just grabbed him and didn't let go, clamped his twisted legs, and firmly fixed him in her arms...

This scene looks like an ordinary child refuses to eat, but why does an ordinary child react so much to others' approach? Wen Xiaolou becomes more and more frightened as he looks at it. He vaguely feels that the people in this yard are so strange. He just wanted to quit and find Xiaoman, but suddenly he hears a cold voice: "Have you seen enough?"

Wen Xiaolou's heart suddenly sank and immediately turned around.

Diagonally facing him was a girl, wearing a pure white dress, without any bright colors, and there was no expression on her beautiful face. She stood at the junction of moonlight and shadow, which really scared Wen Xiaolou.

"I...I..." He could hardly speak for a moment.

Li Weiyang smiled and said, "Why, I feel strange about my identity?"

Wen Xiaolou felt his throat itchy. Facing Li Weiyang, he subconsciously felt guilty. At this moment, Xiaoman rushed over, his face flushed with shame: "Miss Li, we... we didn't mean it..." She stood there for a long time, worried that something had happened to Wen Xiaolou, so she rushed over because she was really worried.

The man kindly saved her life, but Wen Xiaolou was full of suspicion about her. This was really unkind and Xiaoman could not defend him.

"The person inside is my younger brother." Li Weiyang said slowly, but it was not an explanation, but just a straightforward narration.

The child inside screamed, and the sound of the little beast being hurt made Xiaoman's heart thump. She kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Miss Li, it's all my fault!"

"What's wrong with you?" Li Weiyang's smile became very indifferent. "I treat you well for no reason. You naturally have to doubt me, and I didn't plan to not take back the reward. I just hope to lend your opera troupe and wait for someone. But don't worry, this is my own business and will not implicate you." She wanted to borrow the opera troupe's hand and see Princess Yongning, she would not have anything to do with them. But - Wen Xiaolou's intuition was very accurate, and she was not purely kind to save Xiaoman.

Wen Xiaolou's face turned red and white, and someone saw through his thoughts. He felt very embarrassed and felt guilty. If she was a bad person, she could take back everything she gave to them at any time and make them have nothing. He whispered: "I'm sorry, Miss Li, it's my fault, it's not Xiaoman's business."

So humble and so sincere, and apologize immediately when you know you made a mistake... Li Weiyang smiled, but the smile was not so cold. She thought, looking at these two people, although she didn't know what kind of relationship they had, wouldn't it be great for them to care for each other and rely on each other like this... She said in a plain tone: "I won't complain to the head teacher, let's go, I just pretend that I haven't seen you today."

At this moment, the noise in the room became louder and louder, as if some bowls were broken, making a crisp sound. Li Weiyang's eyebrows and eyes were very calm, as if he had not heard it.

Wen Xiaolou heard the movement in the room and thought of the little boy he had just seen. He had such a beautiful appearance and dark eyes. He was surprisingly cute. No one would feel sorry for him when he saw this. But why did Li Weiyang treat him so cruelly?

He subconsciously said: "Miss Li, I will tell you—"
To be continued...