Treasure hunt with my sister

Jian Yumei walked up to Jinfeng.

Because it is a big brand, big brands have their own separate dressing room, and what Jian Yumei walked into was Jinfeng's separate dressing room.

"Miss Jinfeng, I have something to disturb you!" Jian Yumei said.

At this moment, Jin Feng's whole body was shocked, because she didn't expect someone to walk in.

These days, she always has some bad premonition, premonition, a person is always looking at her, covered in blood.

She knew who he was, he was the Mongolian prince, she always wondered if something happened to him these days, but she could take the initiative to ask.

Because it is inconvenient for her to ask about this at the moment.

She turned her head, "Who are you?"

Jin Feng asked tremblingly.

"I'm a friend of the Mongolian prince Mulun, and I want to ask something!" Jian Yumei said.

When Jian Yumei said Mu Lun, Jin Feng trembled a little.

"What's wrong with him, why didn't he come himself, he hasn't come for a long time!" Jin Feng said.

"Well, he's dead, don't you know?" Jian Yumei said.

"I don't know, I really don't know!" After speaking, Jin Feng suddenly burst into tears.

"What's wrong with you, Miss Jinfeng, you have memories, right!" Jian Yumei asked.

"I don't know how to tell you, but I think you are a reliable person. He died. I didn't expect him to die. I have received many rewards from him. As I said, I don't want to abandon everything for the time being. I was with him, but I didn't expect him to die, why did he die! I thought he was angry with me and didn't come to see me, but I didn't expect him to die!" Jin Feng said in a low voice, feeling very sad look.

Jian Yumei knew that Mu Lun's death had nothing to do with her.

Don't know about that book, whether she knows it or not.

"Actually, you still like such a prosperous life, and you don't want to give up for him, right?" Jian Yumei asked tolerantly.

"Yeah, I think I'm popular, I want to sing again, although many princes and nobles come to me, but I'm not a prostitute, I just socialize with them, I have nothing to do with them, they Most of them will not force me, because I have such a reputation, I know a lot of people, even if some of them want to make a fool of themselves, they are afraid that if their reputation is big, they will make a fool of themselves, besides, I will not talk to ordinary people But Mu Lun wanted me to let go of everything. I couldn’t do it. I was afraid that everything would disappear, and I was also afraid. I also practiced for many years since I was a child. , I have paid a lot of effort and price to achieve this!" Jinfeng said.

Jian Yumei looked at her, he didn't know which of what she said were true and which were lies.

But Jian Yumei knows that in general, many women surrounded by men will definitely discount their true feelings. Even if they have true feelings, they will not really cherish them, and they will compare them repeatedly. After this comparison, the real ones are often inferior to the fake ones .

Jian Yumei sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Jinfeng asked.

"It's okay, by the way, do you know those books by Mu Lun, such as books about the secret history of Mongolia?" Jian Yumei asked.

"You ask such a strange question. I usually only read opera books. I spent a lot of energy memorizing those words, and I really don't have the energy to care about the books you mentioned!" Jin Feng said.

Jian Yumei looked at Jinfeng taking off her makeup, she was so beautiful, she was really a beauty, but she would not be tempted.

"Well, I'll take my leave and go on stage properly. You're right, you already have a reputation, you just need to sing well and walk steadily!" Jian Yumei said.

"Thank you! By the way, is he buried?" Jin Feng said to Jian Yumei.

"It's buried in the ground, don't worry, if you want to see him, I'll let you know in the future!" Jian Yumei said.

Jinfeng nodded.

Jian Yumei turned around and left. He knew that there were still many people queuing up to pick up Jinfeng outside the door, and Jinfeng had to quickly remove her makeup and change her clothes.

It's also difficult for her, Jian Yumei suddenly thought, so many people have to socialize, there are people they like, they don't like, they are all together, if one day they look away and are coaxed by others, there is nothing they can do about it.

But what can be done about it, this is life.

Jian Yumei walked out of the theatrical troupe, and he walked on the long street. In the autumn night in Beijing, various things are happening everywhere. The matter of a Mongolian prince should be forgotten soon.

The stories of so many emperors, queens, concubines, princes, princes and ministers have been forgotten. In this world, there is nothing that cannot be forgotten.

He thought while walking, and soon, he felt that he traveled to another dimension, and when he came out, it was already the next place he wanted to visit.

Jian Yumei thought, if a Mongolian prince like Mu Lun doesn't leave, he will still be on the Mongolian grassland, and he must have the wind and the rain. It's just that he prefers Han culture and wants to socialize with all kinds of Han beauties. That should be a tragedy too!

Even if he is not a Mongolian nobleman, he is a nobleman of any dynasty. If he loses his territory, it must be a tragedy if he wants to maintain the embrace of beautiful women that only those in power can have!

At this moment, Jian Yumei has come to Bada Hutong.

Jian Yumei has been here before, so she is not very unfamiliar.

That night, Jian Yumei met Xiao Fengxian here. He remembered that there were still some heroes, that Zhu De who fought against General Cai E in Mianhuapo. Jian Yumei remembered that night, the wind seemed to still stay there Night.

That is a legend, just like Xiao Fengxian sent General Cai E away on such a night, that is also a legend.

It's just that what I'm looking for now is a tragedy, the tragedy of a hero at the end of his life.

In fact, Jian Yumei is now very curious about the story of Mu Lun.

A Mongolian prince resolutely stood up when the surrounding princes wanted to leave the country, but he couldn't fight against so many hostile forces alone, so he had to return to Beijing alone.

He likes the poems of the Han people, the culture of the Han people, and the beauties of the Han people.

Truly a legend.

Jian Yumei came to the front of Mingyue Tower.

He raised his eyes and saw a beautiful woman leaning on the top of Mingyue Tower.

The beauty looked at everything outside there, as if she was sober alone and everyone was drunk.But she looked at the scenery inside the building again, and felt that she was still nostalgic for the prosperity.

Jian Yumei looked at that beauty, and now he seemed to know who she was.

He went in.

A boy came to greet him.

"Master, welcome, sir. Is this your first time here? I haven't seen you before. It doesn't matter. We feel at home here. You will definitely want to come here in the future!"

Jian Yumei smiled.

"Master, may I ask how you want to play now, do you want to drink first, or go straight to the bridal chamber? Do you want to find a very straightforward girl, or do you want to find a girl who is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and talk about poetry first before bridal chamber? " said the boy.

Jian Yumei looked at the boy.

"I'm here because of her fame. I've heard that Yaqin girl is very elegant. I want to drink tea with Yaqin girl. Just talk!" Jian Yumei said.