Chapter 1882 [Shangxie] Night Story
He casually held a jar of wine in his arm. He tilted his head back, and the line of his neck drew a graceful arc in the dim light, extending all the way into the loose lapels. The delicate red brocade reflected his pale collarbone and half of his chest, adding a touch of charm to the deep darkness.
After taking a sip of wine, he put down the jar, put his wrists on his bent knees, and leaned back slightly against the screen.
The moonlight blurred his face, outlining an extremely graceful and handsome arc from forehead to jaw, and also reflecting a pair of amber eyes.
The long, straight eyelashes blinked one after another, causing the shadow cast on the face to flutter, becoming the only movement in the dead silence.
His expression and eyes were not cold, but because he was emotionless, he exuded a sense of emptiness and chillness from the bottom of his heart.
Just like the branches growing out of the darkness, there are the most gorgeous flowers and the most rotten and decadent roots.
There was wind outside the window all year round. Suddenly, a window in the side hall was blown with a loud noise, and the hall that was closed on all sides was blown into by a gust of wind. Someone climbed in from the window quietly, and then walked silently into the shadows.
This series of noises was quite loud, but the drinking man seemed to hear nothing and continued to drink one sip at a time.
After a long silence, the visitor suddenly started talking.
"I went out of the palace today, so I heard more interesting things. Wait for me to tell you everything."
A light and sweet female voice sounded in a very low voice, like a thief.
She sat down behind the screen and began to whisper about the funny things that had happened to her.
A storyteller got tea splashed in his face for telling history incorrectly.
Some powerful young man booked the entire singing house but was caught by his father and taken back.
What about the lovers who finally got married and kissed in the street by the Jindai River?
There was a surprise attack at the city gate, but the person who was attacked sneaked into the city and has not been found yet.
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The characters and stories all became full and three-dimensional under the rendering of her voice. The moon was moving among the clouds, and the light falling into the hall through the window panes was also moving slowly.
The long night was shortened by the vivid storytelling.
The drunk man remained indifferent, making it difficult to tell whether he was listening or not.
"Do you know why the guards who always guarded the city gates so well failed to stop the intruder?"
The voice behind the screen was extremely mysterious. After a moment without receiving an answer, she said to herself,
"It's said that the intruder was a peerless beauty. She originally wore a veil, but when she entered the city, she took it off. The guard was so stunned by her beauty that he couldn't react for a long time. That's why they let her in. Otherwise, she would have been thoroughly interrogated."
"I don't know how beautiful it is that would make people unable to recover after just one look."
The woman said this with a sigh, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.
Then she seemed to turn around and look behind the screen, and said,
"However, even if a beautiful girl appeared before you, you wouldn't be unable to recover. You would just pretend not to see her, just like you're looking at me."
"You are just a piece of wood."
Then the man fell silent. After a long while, there was a rustling sound. The man stood up, patted his skirt, and said,
"I should go now. Come back tomorrow night."
After a pause, she continued,
"You should drink less."
The moonlight passed across the floor, illuminating a piece of scarlet skirt, which was the servant of the palace maid in Chiwei Palace.
The hem of the skirt swayed in the moonlight and quickly moved to the side of the window, and soon quietly turned over.
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