March twenty-eight, rain.

The rain was a thunderstorm, which came suddenly and frequently. The river quickly filled Qinhuai and flooded the streets. Pedestrians had nowhere to stay, so they had to step on the steps of some wealthy families to wait for the rain to stop. And Jinling City became

After staying in the capital, those wealthy families that had previously been dominated by dragons and tigers had been smoothed away by hundreds of years of vicissitudes. Instead of driving away those people, some of them even put down their arrogance and went out to watch the rain with passers-by.

In the memory of everyone in Jinling City, they have never seen such heavy rain.

The last time it rained so heavily was a hundred years ago: the Yan family crushed the Jianghu people's uprising, and Emperor Mingyun moved the capital from Jinling to Luoyang. When he arrived at the South Gate, he was forced to do so by the prime minister and the imperial advisor.

With the advice of Emperor Mingyun, he ordered the death of Fairy Zhuque, the most beautiful woman in Qinhuai at that time. However, Fairy Zhuque ignored the poison handed over by Emperor Mingyun and ran directly into the city.

Upstairs, blood splattered on the south gate. Emperor Mingyun couldn't bear it and ordered her to be buried under a bridge across the Qinhuai River outside the south gate. However, not long after her burial, a thunderstorm began in the Jinling area, and there were continuous torrential downpours.

It lasted seven days, delaying the move to the capital. From then on, the bridge was named Zhuque Bridge by the people, and the south gate where Fairy Suzaku hanged herself was also named Zhuque Gate.

A woman who was influenced by the old storyteller said: "Jinling has been waiting for this thunderstorm. Could it be that something big is about to happen?"

The sound was not loud, but it silenced everyone present.

The fortune teller who was huddled in the corner holding a wooden signboard that read "Tiekou Shenjuan" looked up at the sky and said, "There is no emperor spirit here anymore. I'm afraid I can't stop this thunderstorm."

Suddenly, a man ran past with an umbrella. The umbrella had been beaten to pieces by the heavy rain, but he didn't realize it. He shouted while running: "Xueyue Loushouyan is going to perform on stage tonight!"

Soon, everyone on this street knew the news, and the crowd immediately exploded.

"Today is not the fifteenth day, so why does Miss Su want to go on stage?"

"Oh, don't you know? Xueyuelou agreed to Prince Muhuai's proposal of marriage, and there will be a banquet at the Lanmei Terrace of Prince Muhuai's Mansion on the first day of next month. After tonight, Miss Su will be taken to Prince Muhuai's Mansion.

Gone."

"..."

Soon, the entire Jinling City knew the news.

At first, there were sighs, regrets, and envy, but mostly blessings. However, after knowing the origin of this matter, everyone's hearts exploded, and almost all pointed the finger at the madam of Xueyue Tower, Lu Xi

.

It turned out that in the past five years, Su Nansheng had rejected every marriage proposal no matter who it was. Coupled with her character of performing arts but not selling herself, over time, most people were full of respect for her. However, Mother Lu was

For some unknown reason, she actually agreed to Prince Mu Huai's marriage proposal on behalf of Su Nansheng.

For a time, curses and sighs accompanied the overwhelming thunderstorm, sweeping across the entire Jinling City.

On the Qinhuai River, Snow Moon Tower.

Su Nansheng had already put on light makeup and a lavender skirt, and was sitting on her knees in the center of the stage holding her pipa. Mother Lu was sitting aside, fumigating sandalwood for tonight's performance.

A group of dancers walked in outside the door. The leading dancer saluted Lu Xi, "Mother Lu, everyone seems to be saying bad things about you outside."

Lu Xi didn't even raise her head, still mixing sandalwood seriously, "Let them comment. In my opinion, they just can't eat my big grapes from Xueyuelou, so they can only watch them being eaten."

Go, you can't control your bitch anymore."

After the actors and actresses talked in low voices, a young and outspoken actor asked: "Mother Lu, are what those people said true?"

Lu Xi was stunned when she heard this, "I agreed."

The little actress was stunned and suddenly said angrily: "Did you just accept King Muhuai's power and wealth and accept his marriage proposal on behalf of Sister Su?"

Lu Xi gave the actress a cold look, "Yes or no, what does it have to do with you?"

The actress raised her eyebrows and ignored the dissuasion of others, "Then have you asked Sister Su if she agrees with it?"

"Alan, don't make mistakes." A calm voice sounded.

Alan's anger was instantly extinguished by these words, and he turned to look at Su Nansheng who was sitting there kneeling.

Su Nansheng said: "Why don't you quickly apologize to your mother?"

Although it was a scolding, there was no hint of blame in the words. As soon as the actress named Alan heard Su Nansheng's voice, her eyes immediately turned red, "Sister Su, I can still sing with you after tonight." Dance?”

After Alan's incitement, the atmosphere suddenly became sad, and some of the actresses had already cried.

Su Nansheng closed her eyes and sighed, "You fools, I want to marry to Prince Muhuai's palace, not a long way away. If I miss you, I can come back and get together at any time."

Ling Nu A lamented: "Sister Su, I'm afraid that if you marry into Prince Muhuai's palace, you'll be reluctant to come back after seeing the countless gold and silver treasures."

"What are you thinking about?" Su Nansheng smiled angrily and said, "Tonight is my last performance as a singer. Why don't you go get ready and don't let me leave any regrets."

After watching all the actresses go out, Su Nansheng suppressed her smile. Listening to the sound of rain hitting the building, she unconsciously coiled the pipa string on her fingers, making them pale.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Mother Lu had prepared the sandalwood at some point and walked to Su Nansheng's side.

Su Nansheng seemed to be hesitant to speak, paused for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "What did you say?"

Mother Lu was stunned and said: "I am accusing me of privately agreeing to Prince Mu Huai's proposal of marriage for you."

Su Nansheng's fingers gently slid along the pipa strings, "Mom, you are joking, why should I blame you for this? You are doing this for the sake of Xueyuelou, right? If it weren't for you, I might just be a wanderer in the world now. Where’s the little girl?”

Mother Lu smiled happily and said, "Yes, Xueyuelou has raised you for more than ten years. However, I am getting older and I don't remember many things very clearly. It took me a long time to remember them."

Su Nansheng couldn't understand the meaning of Lu Xi's words for a while, but she didn't ask and just watched her walk to the door.

Just like Lu Xi suddenly changed her mind and agreed to King Mu Huai's proposal of marriage for herself, whether it was for money or power, Su Nansheng had no reason or meaning to ask her anything.

Because Xueyuelou gave her a home when she was young.

The withered vine still needs to rest on the pole, let alone the swallow chicks who are eager to warm their nests?

Xueyue Tower made her even more destined. If it hadn't been for Xueyue Tower, Su Nansheng knew that she would never have met the person she had been waiting for for five years.

But she met. Five years passed in a blink of an eye, but in the end, she lived up to her youthful spirit.

Su Nansheng suddenly stopped Lu Xi: "Mother Lu."

Lu Xi stopped and asked, "What's the matter?"

Su Nansheng slowly played a few strings of notes and said slowly: "In this life, I can be cared for by my mother until the snowy moon. I have nothing to ask for and no regrets."

Lu Xi turned her head and took in Su Nansheng's sincerity and sincerity. It was like the moonlight she had encountered ten years ago as a famous actress in the snow. She couldn't help but admire in her heart.

Time is unfair. It was very kind to Su Nansheng and did not leave any trace on her face. But it was very ruthless to herself. Her figure and face had been ravaged by wind and frost, and her charm had long since disappeared.

Lu Xi opened the door and walked out, "Humph. Numb."

After Su Nansheng watched Lu Xi go out, she turned to look at the Qinhuai River, looking at the painted boats floating on the river and the lonely birds circling in the heavy rain.

Suddenly, Su Nansheng was stunned. She smelled the sandalwood, and a sense of familiarity arose in her heart, "This is it?"

Xu Shi.

Even if there was a thunderstorm, the street outside the Xueyue Tower was still blocked, and many people came with umbrellas to have a look.

Just because tonight is Xue Yue’s beautiful swan song.

But among the surging crowd, there were two young figures wearing Taoist robes standing there, motionless.

"Senior brother, is this right here?" The young man in purple robe flicked his fly whisk.

The other young man did not speak, but looked up at the building. After a long time, he said: "Wait for me here."

"Okay, I'll wait for senior brother here." Xiao Haochen smiled, and then fixed his eyes, Murong Haoyue had disappeared.

Xiao Haochen shook his head and said jokingly: "I haven't seen him for many years. I don't know if his Taoism and xinxing have improved. It seems that this newly developed good habit of focusing on sex over friends has not gone away."

Su Nansheng sat on the stage and gently twirled the strings. However, this time she did not look down to look for the young man like she usually did every once in a while. Instead, she concentrated on playing.

A soft and melodious song came out of her cherry mouth: "Dancing low in the heart of the willow tower, singing to the bottom of the peach blossom fan."

There were still exclamations in the building as usual, but instead of the usual warm and welcoming atmosphere of the fifteenth day, there was even more sadness like rain.

After tonight, she has nothing to do with this place. From now on, her intoxicating singing voice can only be sung to one person; at worst, it may only be lost in the wind and rain tonight.

For some reason, Su Nansheng suddenly wanted to raise her head. Whether she wanted to see the place where she had lived for ten years again, or whether she still had luck and hope, she didn't quite know.

After a long internal struggle, she decided to raise her head and take a good look and say goodbye to her past.

The spring light was melting, and the familiar yet unfamiliar sandalwood fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose for a long time. But she still raised her eyes towards the crowd as usual.

At this time, the man was looking over through the sea of ​​people. Su Nansheng also looked over through several strings of bead curtains.

Although it was only for a moment, they looked at each other for a long time.

Over the years, the longing for lovesickness that I have never complained about has been deeply hidden in this eye.

The beauty is still undefeated, and her singing voice is still as good as yesterday, with a more mature charm; although the boy is no longer the young man he was then, with ragged clothes and a long beard growing out of his chin, he still has the clear light of a young man in his eyes.

The two people's character remains unchanged.

Su Nansheng remembered that Lu's mother spent several hours painstakingly preparing the sandalwood. It was at that time that the young man prepared it step by step in front of her.

The fragrance is elegant, timeless and gentle. Just like the young man traveling to the south of the Yangtze River and meeting her on the night of March 15th.

At this moment, the two of them put aside all their grudges and the remaining sorrows in their hearts, and both expressed their peace of mind when they were young.
Chapter completed!