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Nan Baoyi watched her sister's performance and couldn't help shaking her head.

But all men love this trick, and Nan Yan’s appearance is also very impressive.

The shopkeeper coughed shyly and said, "That's all. Seeing how helpless you are, I will show you a clear path. Have you ever heard of Jinling Tour?"

The two shook their heads.

The shopkeeper said: "Jinlingyou is a famous teahouse in Chang'an. The proprietress, Aunt Xie, used to be a female official in the palace. She had no children. After she was released from the palace, she opened a teahouse in the West Garden. The emperor wrote inscribed 'Jinling The word "you" is called a style!

"Aunt Xie is kind-hearted and specializes in taking in poor orphan girls, teaching them music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and embroidery, and cultivating their ability to be self-reliant. She even helps them tie the knot in marriage. She has an excellent reputation in Chang'an City!"

The shopkeeper's face was filled with pride.

Nan Baoyi and Nan Yan were very moved when they heard this.

The two of them decided to make a living by traveling to Jinling.

Not only can you learn a craft, but you can also find a good family to solve life-long problems. This is simply a good thing that falls from the sky!

The two sisters got into the carriage and rushed to the West Garden happily.

Just after their car turned the corner, a group of people came galloping from the end of the street.

The red and black gold flags embroidered with the character "Yong" are fluttering. Sixteen black-armored elites are riding horses to clear the way. Headed by Shi Ku and Shi Yan, they are handsome and powerful. They carry swords on their backs and hold the yellow flags in the sky. The flags are flying, which is full of vividness. The angry horse in clothes is in high spirits.

What is more eye-catching than them is a horse in the middle.

The horse is decorated with gold restraints, tall and sturdy, and its body is dark, like a violent wild wind.

However, what is more eye-catching than the Hummer is the young man on horseback.

He wore a red gauze robe embroidered with ink gold unicorn patterns, a jade leather belt around his waist, and rivet military boots. His figure was slender and straight.

The black jade hair traces the golden crown, and thin red tassels hang down on both sides. The outline is smooth and beautiful, but there is no lack of cold and heroic spirit. The lips are red and white, the bridge of the nose is beautiful, and the red phoenix eyes contain the loneliness and coldness of the mountains. He is more chilling and eye-catching than flames. Yushu is even more beautiful and romantic.

King Yong, Xiao Daoyan!

The streets are boiling!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The little ladies screamed like crazy.

"He is the rumored Prince Yong who conquered the ten counties in the southwest? He is so good-looking!"

"Didn't I say that I would arrive in Beijing in the middle of the month? How come it's so many days in advance! Oh wow, the purse they specially embroidered for him hasn't been finished yet!"

"Hahaha, you are such inexperienced little girls!" An old lady covered her face in shame, "Fortunately, I am experienced and prepared in advance! Your Highness, Prince Yong, come and accept the purse I specially embroidered for you!"

With that said, he gave up the tofu stall and ran after Xiao Yi.

The other ladies were not willing to show weakness. They quickly lifted up their skirts and chased after them with screams: "Your Highness King Yong, wait for me!"

For a time, girls all over the city were moved by the wind, and the streets were empty, creating a spectacular scene.

Even men are very curious about what kind of immortal figure King Yong is who has been living abroad for twenty years.

So the old man stopped working and ran towards the palace.

The long eaves carriages of Nan Baoyi and Nan Yan were traveling against the current of the crowd.

She heard excited discussions about King Yong's appearance outside, and couldn't help but sigh: "It is said that the people of Dayong have an extraordinary obsession with beauty and grace. When I saw it today, it was indeed the case. It's a pity that one of you and I is lame, and the other is ruined." It's embarrassing, otherwise..."

Otherwise, in this place where looks are important, it would be easy for them to stand out.

Nan Yan touched her little hand comfortingly: "There are many capable people and strangers hidden in Chang'an. Maybe we will be able to return to our original state soon. Don't be too sad, sister."

Nan Baoyi looked at her, raised his eyes and nodded.

The long-eaves car stopped outside Jinling Tour.

The two sisters stepped out of the carriage, supporting each other, and looked up.

Jinlingyou is a large and splendid tea garden with splendid pavilions, winding corridors and high eaves. It not only sells tea, but also has a stage, singing and other projects. It looks like they can't afford it.

After the two went in, they failed to see the rumored Aunt Xie.

A housekeeper received the two sisters and listened carefully to their stories. Seeing that one of them was lame and the other disfigured, she couldn't help but feel a little pity for them.

She said kindly: "Now that you are here, stay well. We women, knowing one or two skills and being able to support ourselves are better than anything else. I wonder what you two are good at?"

Nan Baoyi and Nan Yan looked at each other.

They have forgotten the past, how can they remember what skills they know?

The old woman probed: "I see that you two have extraordinary bearings. They must be girls from a wealthy family. Do you know how to play music?"

Nan Baoyi noticed a huqin placed in the room.

She walked over, held Hu Qin in her arms, lightly touched the strings with her thin white fingertips, and slowly played the Hu Qin with the help of her body's instinctive memory.

The sound of the piano flows down, like water from a high mountain, and is pleasant to the ear.

Her Huqin was taught by Gu Chongshan himself.

Gu Chongshan's musical talent is unparalleled in the world, and the disciples he taught are naturally top-notch piano players.

Nan Yan stood up instinctively, bent down and danced to the music.

The injury on her leg has healed a lot during this time. In addition, she only dances in an area as big as a palm, and uses her superb dancing skills to carefully cover up the flaws, so there is no trace of anything wrong with her leg.

The old woman was pleasantly surprised.

This pair of down-and-out sisters turned out to be even better than she expected!

After the song ended, she clapped her hands and laughed: "Very good, very good! We in Jinling You are in need of two girls who are good at music. If you don't mind, you can perform songs and dances on the teahouse stage for twenty taels a month." Wen Yin, including food and accommodation, how about it?"

This asking price is quite generous.

Nan Baoyi and Nan Yan looked at each other, agreed happily, and settled in Jinlingyou for the time being.

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the other side.

Xiao Yi rode his horse to the outside of the palace city.

Miyagi City is towering, with countless dried heads hanging at the corners. The one in the middle, even though it has been eroded beyond recognition by wind and frost, and even if his long hair is disheveled, he can still recognize who he is at a glance.

"Brother Emperor..."

Xiao Yi murmured.

He turned over and dismounted, faced the head, and bowed respectfully three times.

After bowing, he said solemnly: "Take the bow and arrow."

Shiku respectfully presented him with a big bow.

Xiao Yi picked up his bow and arrow. The arrow was cold and pointed straight at the iron rope hanging Xiao Ning's head.

He looked straight at his head, his thin lips had no arc, and his dark pupils were hidden in his long eyelashes, adding to the solemn look.

How cruel that woman was. Not only did she personally order her son to be killed, she even hung his head on the palace building to be exposed to the sun, so that officials could see it at any time as a humiliation, so that the emperor's brother could not be buried in peace...

His eyes were red.

After a moment, he let go.

The arrow left the string and roared towards the palace.

Xiao Yi rode away, and when the emperor's head fell, he appeared below the palace like thunder and caught it firmly.

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