Text Text_Chapter 373 A good show is staged
The little discoloration under Gu Qingzhou's eyes did not escape Changting's eyes.
Changting pointed it out on the spot.
Dong Ming was stunned.
As if he wanted to remedy it, Dong Ming explained: "No, no, Changting has absolutely nothing to do with the royalists. β
Gu Qingzhou remembered that Dong Ming's father, Dong Jinxuan, used to be a Beiyang Maritime Division, that is to say, Dong Jinxuan was an official of the Qing Dynasty.......
Her eyes swirled around Changting.
Gu Qingzhou spied on the long pavilion unabashedly.
Changting was calm about such a gaze. It was Dong Ming next to him, who showed a little apology.
"I know, how can there be so many royalists in this world?" After Gu Qingzhou finished reading it, he said to Dong Ming with a smile.
This smile seems so insincere.
Changting didn't care about smiling, he was very gentle and quiet, and anyone's eyes fell on him, and they turned into kindness.
Gu Qingzhou walked over, nothing more than feeling that the long pavilion was suspicious. Now that I know these things, I feel that he is even more suspicious.
Someone next to him was talking to Gu Qingzhou, and Gu Qingzhou walked away temporarily.
As soon as she left, Changting and Dong Ming also disappeared from the crowd and went to find each other's company.
In Gu Qingzhou's spare eye, he saw Changting talking to a very beautiful young lady, and seemed to invite her to dance.
Si Mu didn't know when he stood behind Gu Qingzhou.
He was tall, with the crispness of a cigar on his body, standing behind him, Gu Qingzhou thought it was Si Xingpei, and his heart was inexplicably tight.
She unconsciously took half a step back, and was already grabbed by Si Mu's wrist.
"There's fun on the dance floor, let's go dance." Smoothie.
Gu Qingzhou didn't really want to dance, she still had something to do.
And Simu, who didn't allow her to refuse, brought her onto the dance floor.
He took her soft, slender hand, and the warmth of the palm passed through his skin to her. Gu Qingzhou was very uncomfortable, she wanted to get rid of it and leave.
However, many people on the dance floor left, and Gu Qingzhou and Si Mu were given a place alone.
Everyone watched, Gu Qingzhou was difficult to ride a tiger, so he had to finish this one.
She whispered to Si Mu: "I still have something to do, there will be a scene to watch tonight." β
Si Mu said: "I know. β
"You know?"
"You have instructed Adjutant Wang to do everything, have you forgotten that Adjutant Wang is my personal servant? I saw that he had brought something, and I naturally had to ask about such a big matter. Simot said.
Gu Qingzhou's eyebrows bent slightly.
She smiled quietly, her smile a little sly.
Si Mu suddenly wanted to kiss her on the lips.
This thought has been growing wildly in his mind since last year. After the fight with Si Xingpei, Si Mu thought that the vine in his heart had already withered.
Unexpectedly, now it has recovered again, but it has grown more densely, wrapping around Simu's entire heart.
He was about to suffocate, and his grip on Gu Qingzhou's hand tightened.
Gu Qingzhou's brows frowned even more, the corners of his eyes jumped straight, and he always felt bad.
β...... Don't you think I'm dirty and don't want to come into contact with my skin? Gu Qingzhou said, "That's it, let's not jump, I'll put on a pair of gloves, and jump again when I have time, how about it?" β
Si Mu was taken aback.
He came to his senses.
Angry, he let go of Gu Qingzhou's hand.
At this moment, he should hold it tightly and tell her that those words were all angry before.
His body was uncontrollable, betraying his heart, and he had already thrown off Gu Qingzhou's hand angrily.
The two of them had the same expressions as usual, but they parted their hands and walked out of the dance floor together.
Si Mu immediately walked out of the flower hall.
The cold air outside was more suitable for him.
He stood in the doorway, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. The cold air chilled his lungs and cleared his mind.
He pulled out his cigar.
The cigars were there, but the matches were gone.
Si Mu paused, looking very annoyed, and did not think that next to the pillar behind him, there was a person leaning on the pillar and smoking, and when he saw this, he asked him, "Do you want fire?" β
Si Mu turned his head, and by the light under the eaves, he saw a face that was so beautiful that men and women could not argue.
The man was dressed in black, with only roses pinned to his breast pocket and a jade wrench on his right thumb.
Now there are not many men who wear wrenches, and this person behaves a bit like the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
Si Mu knew him, so Gu Qingzhou talked to him; The joy of their housewarming before, this person also attended, and he was also very enthusiastic with Gu Qingzhou.
"No, you don't!" Si Mu refused indifferently.
He was full of hatred for this person and even hid jealousy.
"Oh." Changting put away the matches, unimpressed.
Si Mu looked at him: "Who are you?" Why haven't I seen you? β
Changting introduced himself and said that he was a relative of the Dong family.
"I am very good friends with the young lady, and she has helped me a lot." Changting smiled again, "However, she shouldn't have mentioned it to you for an insignificant person like me, right?" β
Helped a lot, how insignificant?
He is a relative of the Dong family, so why was he in the new house last time?
Si Mu had murderous thoughts in his heart.
Gu Qingzhou is really a water-based poplar!
Si Mu's eyes became more and more solemn and ruthless, he looked at Changting and said, "We really don't talk about inconsequential people. β
Changting smiled.
His smile was like a cloud brocade, gorgeous and scorching. Even a man is amazed when he sees such a smile.
Changting gave birth to the face of a famous man of the country. If he sings Tsing Yi, he will definitely be popular all over the world!
Such a person should be enjoyed by men, and should not be relied on by women.
Simoo suddenly had a bad idea.
There are several dignitaries and celebrities in Yuecheng, but there are several who are good at the south wind.
"Do you still have matches?" Simoo suddenly changed his attitude.
Changting smiled: "Yes." β
He lit the match and gave it to Simu.
Si Mu smelled the fragrance of roses on his body, his mind shook slightly, and he felt a little strange.
"Young Marshal, I'll go in first." Long Pavilion Road.
Simu didn't stop him.
He smoked slowly, and then he had an idea in his heart that he wanted to teach this man a lesson!
To dare to claim to know his wife is simply bold!
If Gu Qingzhou dared to raise such a little white face, Si Mu would kill her.
After smoking a cigar, Si Mu returned to the flower hall.
Gu Qingzhou didn't know where to go.
In fact, Gu Qingzhou did not go far, but accompanied Mrs. Dong and Mrs. Yan to talk beside him.
Mrs. Dong was very enthusiastic and talked about the customs of Beiping.
But obviously, when Mrs. Yan left her hometown, Beiping was still the world of the Qing court at that time, and what Mrs. Dong talked about did not seem to be the same place at all.
Even if Mrs. Yan didn't answer, Mrs. Dong still talked to herself.
After talking about the customs, Mrs. Dong praised Yan Luoshui again: "Miss Yan was born so well." The girls in Jiangnan are as white as snow. β
After that, she also touched Yan Luoshui's hair and pinched the hem of her cheongsam, which was very intimate.
Yan Luoshui frowned, not used to the intimacy of strangers.
Mrs. Dong didn't seem to understand, and took Yan Luoshui's hand and asked Mrs. Yan, "Is Ling Yuan married?" β
Mrs. Yan said: "I have already made a marriage, and I am about to get married." β
Mrs. Dong seemed to be disappointed, so she let go of Yan Luoshui.
Speaking of happiness, she picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, her hands trembled slightly, and the coffee spilled onto her moon-white embroidered cheongsam.
"Ouch!" Mrs. Dong was shocked and hurriedly wiped it with a handkerchief.
As a result, the more she wiped it, the thicker the stain became, and her cheongsam was completely ruined.
"This ...... The feast hasn't started yet! β
Mrs. Dong's face changed color.
The main banquet has not yet begun, and it is impossible to leave now.
Gu Qingzhou said: "You don't have to worry, I'll take you to the backyard to see who has the right clothes and change a set for you." β
"There's no need for this, I still have a set in the car, I'm afraid of accidents." Mrs. Dong calmed down a little, as if she remembered something, and said.
With that, she called the adjutant at the door to call her eldest son.
Dong Ming hurriedly came over.
Mrs. Dong instructed him to go and get his cheongsam.
Dong Ming saw the coffee stains on his mother's clothes, and also understood: "Okay, I'll go now." β
Soon, Dong Ming came in with a coat bag, which contained a cheongsam.
This cheongsam is folded up and put away, and it can't be worn without ironing, so it's definitely not suitable for changing here.
Gu Qingzhou said, "Madam, come with me." She took Mrs. Dong to the backyard to change her clothes.
Mrs. Dong stood up, covered the placket with her coat pocket, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Yan, I am out of company." β
Gu Qingzhou led her back.
Behind the flower hall, there is a small house, which is specially packed out for the ladies at the banquet to change their clothes. At a banquet, something happens accidentally.
There are irons for ironing, as well as hot water, combs and grease powder.
When I arrived at the guest room, when Mrs. Yan was changing clothes, she accidentally scattered her hair.
She had a tall mustache and two tortoiseshell grates on it.
She fell apart, her whole hairstyle messed up. Gu Qingzhou had to call the maid who was good at combing her hair and came over to help her take care of the clouds again.
It took more than ten minutes of busy work to comb Mrs. Dong's hair again.
Mrs. Dong secretly glanced at Gu Qingzhou a few times.
And Gu Qingzhou didn't show any clues from beginning to end, and his expression was calm and gentle. Her vigilance was hidden inside, and Mrs. Dong felt more and more that she was not simple.
"It's about to start, right?" Mrs. Dong stroked her sideburns in front of the glass mirror, guessing in her heart.
Mrs. Dong guessed: At this point in time, Si Dujun and Yan Xinong should have arrived.
She deliberately stepped on the time period before chatting with Mrs. Yan and Yan Luoshui again, soiling her clothes to lure Gu Qingzhou away, and deliberately scattering her hair to delay time.
She thought, "The show is coming?" Young lady, you are so smart, I don't know how you plan to end up tonight? β
Mrs. Dong chatted with Si Fangfei, and she already knew that today was the first time Gu Qingzhou had arranged a banquet. If it is done badly, it will be difficult for the Overseer to trust her in the future.
However, compared to what is going to happen tonight, a party mess should be the lightest, right?
At this time, Gu Qingzhou heard a terrible scream from ahead.
"Ahh Help, ah! "The voice was very tragic.
Gu Qingzhou's body shook, looking very shocked
A faint smile rose at the corner of Mrs. Dong's lips, the smile was fleeting, and she also showed suspicion: "What's wrong?" β
"I don't know." Gu Qingzhou was anxious.
"Let's go, let's take a look!" Mrs. Dong said.
Gu Qingzhou bowed.
The two of them, stepping on high heels, walked out of the backyard quickly.
"Tonight, you can take a look at the wisdom and feelings of Yan Xinong, Si Dujun, Si Mu, and Gu Qingzhou." Mrs. Dong thought to herself.
She is the best at setting up big dramas, and she is a big drama out of the way.
Her first show in Yuecheng is about to be staged.
Thinking of this, she was very excited and followed Gu Qingzhou forward.
(δΈδΈ Chinese.)