Chapter 8: When it comes to acting, I am a critic (2)(1/2)
When the army arrived at the capital of King Yin, it was already autumn.
Along the way, Zhou Yu never looked down upon her because she went to play the piano for the soldiers all night, while Zhang Liang spent time with Luo Jue every day.
I stayed with her, even though I had a cold face the whole time.
Hey, hey, brother Zheng really still loves me.
Ying Zheng: "..."
I don't understand why this woman always stares at him like a fool.
Of course she is doing it to complete the daily tasks given by the system.
"Hey, the daily care for card characters has been completed (1/3), please host to keep up the good work."
After more than ten days, she had successfully accumulated 190 destiny points by collecting the wool of three people. When she arrived in Yin Kingdom, she could choose a deserted place to draw two more cards.
Ji Ranyue is extremely eager for the appearance of new skill cards, because the skill card that follows you everywhere is really useful, especially for escaping. Another heaven-level skill card can add force buff at first glance, and she wants to get it again.
A mental attack type, such as bewitchment, paralysis, etc.
It's interesting to think about it. Her eyes were slightly curved, and her long eyelashes just covered the dark edge under her eyes.
"Xiao Jin!" She said in surprise when she saw Zhou Yu riding a horse past the curtain of the carriage.
Finally she caught another one!
Zhou Yu's hand holding the reins paused, but did not look back.
What, you are still angry now.
Ji Ranyue pretended to be distressed and sighed, "Hey! Xiaojin, actually there is something in my heart that I want to say to you."
"What is it?" Although he didn't want to admit it, his curiosity was indeed aroused by her sudden words.
This woman really knows how to manipulate people's hearts.
And Xiaojin... what the hell is this name?
"Xiaojin, come here so I can tell you. This is just for you." The curve of the corners of her lips raised was like a spirit-sucking goblin in a mythological drama.
And Zhou Yu was the Tang Monk who was targeted by her.
The next second, the curtain of the carriage was opened by someone. The man facing the light and shadow frowned slightly, with a deliberate and inconsistent sense of indifference, "What on earth do you want to say?"
"I want to say -" The girl raised her head slightly, her eyes were as clean and translucent as if they had been washed by snow water, her soft fingers touched his hard and cold silver armor, but her voice was as seductive as a siren, and her tail
The tone is raised, and it's like an intimate act of coquettishness between lovers, "Don't be angry anymore, okay?"
A flash of redness instantly climbed up behind the young man's ears, and the anger he had been holding on completely dissipated, "Okay... speak carefully, your tricks are of no use to me!"
"Besides, I've never been angry with the Lord." He tilted his head slightly, his eyes wandering.
"Really? Then why have you been avoiding me these past few days? Isn't it because you think I deliberately ordered Luo Juege to let you play the piano for the soldiers and insulted the dignity and face of your Governor Zhou?" Ji Ran?
Yue's eyes suddenly became cold and sharp, staring straight at the young man in front of her.
"It's not because of that, it's just -" Zhou Yu said halfway, his upper and lower lips twitched slightly, but the second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat and he couldn't express it.
"Just what?" Ji Ranyue asked, feeling aggressive.
"It's just that I have always believed that the sound of my piano can only be heard by those who please it!"
His whole face suddenly turned from red to blue, then from blue to white.
So embarrassing...what is he talking about!
A gentleman's piano is only for his own pleasure.
If there are exceptions, it is either a close friend or a true love.
Ji Ranyue was startled for a moment. She had forgotten this aspect and only remembered to make Luo Juege believe their apparent identities as quickly as possible.
"Zhou Yu, I'm sorry, I didn't think about it that much at the time..." Ji Ranyue's apology was without any hesitation and seemed particularly sincere.
She is always like that, no matter what she says, people can subconsciously believe that her words are a true reflection of her heart at the moment.
"My lord, there is no need to apologize. Yu is not really angry, but he has never been able to get over the barrier in his heart. Yu knows that when he first came to this other world, my lord cared a lot about me." Zhou Yu's hand holding the curtain dropped weakly, and those negative thoughts
After the depressed mood dissipated, his temperament became more elegant and gentle.
Ji Ranyue believed that Zhou Yu, who "had a feather fan and a turban, and when he was talking and laughing, his oars and oars were turned into ashes." must be a heroic figure who was high-spirited, unbridled, and able to talk and laugh with ease.
Ji Ranyue also believes that Zhou Yu in "The Song Is Wrong, Zhou Lang Gu" is a gentle, considerate, and suave husband.
Ji Ranyue further believed that Zhou Yu, who would get angry, blush, and say that the sound of the piano was the sound of the heart, was a real person, a person who coexisted with flesh and blood and soul, and was not a flat image outlined by a few words in history books.
"Then how about we each take a step back and let this matter end?" This was the first time that she took off all disguises, the corners of her lips curved softly, and her eyes were like stars, so bright that it made people's hearts flutter.
"Okay." There was no emotion on Zhou Yu's face.
But the system prompt sound at the next moment was the best reply.
"Hey, it was detected that the card character Zhou Yu's favorability value for the host has increased significantly, 20, and the current favorability value is 35."
"Xiaojin!" The girl's smile became brighter and she was more aggressive, "Are you free now?"
"What are your orders, my lord?" Zhou Yu looked at the burning smile on her face and had an inexplicable premonition in his heart.
"Help me bring Xiao Liangzi back from Luo Juege. I have something to do with him."
Sure enough, it was nothing good, but Zhou Yu couldn't say no.
I really... lost to her.
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Hanyang, the royal capital of the Yin Kingdom, was not as extravagant and exquisite as that of the Zhou Kingdom. Instead, it had a sense of simplicity and elegance everywhere, with wide streets and elegant carriages and horses.
However, before Ji Ranyue had time to appreciate it carefully, she was "invited" into Luo Juege's mansion.
Luo Juege, who had disappeared for several days, stood in front of her with a large group of maids, his face solemn and his brows furrowed, "For some unknown reason, my father suddenly wants to see you, but princess, don't worry too much, because -" I will.
protect you.
He swallowed the last few words silently. The unique pride and self-esteem of young people did not allow him to be the first to point out the unequal love in front of her.
Yes, he knew very clearly that Ji Ranyue had no romantic feelings for him.
"Anyway, you don't have to worry. Father, he just wants to ask you a few questions. Just answer them truthfully."
Ji Ranyue: "..."
She was a little confused.
King Yin wants to see her?! He insists on choosing today to have a private meeting. What does he want?
Shouldn't the normal procedure for receiving a prisoner be to hold a grand celebration banquet, entertain all the officials, then call her over, say a few words, and then reward her with some symbolic things to show her kindness?
Virtue?
This King Yin actually doesn’t play by the rules!
"Will you enter the palace with me?" Ji Ranyue's eyes trembled slightly, as if she was filled with extreme fear.
Luo Juege was a little afraid to look her in the eyes, "I'm sorry, my father's instructions meant that I would only summon you."
"You guys, immediately help the princess wash and change her clothes. You must be more careful and don't be careless."
"No." The maids behind him all knelt down and saluted.
"In an hour, the palace will send a carriage to take you into the palace. When you leave the palace, I will also send a carriage to wait outside the palace gate. Be careful." Thinking of the complicated situation in the palace, Luo Juege was still worried until the end.
A word of caution.
After speaking, he strode away.
He has not yet finished sorting out the military files and will present them to the king tomorrow, so he will probably have to stay up all night tonight.
Ji Ranyue was surrounded by a group of maids, washing her hair, bathing, incense, twisting her hair, dressing up... She felt like she no longer had control over her entire body.
Finally, when they put on the ceremonial dresses sent by Luo Juege, the maids hesitated a little in their movements.
It was a vermilion skirt with vivid flower and bird patterns embroidered on it, and the cloud patterns on the cuffs and collar were extremely gorgeous and delicate, but that was not the point. The point was -
This is a traditional palace costume of Yin State.
The girl in front of her was the princess of the Zhou Kingdom.
Such a subtle identity instantly gave this ordinary palace dress an unusual political significance.
"This dress is so beautiful, help me put it on quickly." Ji Ranyue looked at herself blurred in the bronze mirror and smiled very softly.
The room was full of splendor, but her smile made her happy.
The maid who dressed her was startled, then bowed her head respectfully and meekly, and responded, "No."
It's not that Ji Ranyue doesn't know what it means to wear this dress, it's just that she doesn't care about it.
Whether one is from Zhou or Yin, a piece of clothing cannot determine anything at all, but anyone with any brains knows this.
What's more, Ji Ranyue has only been in this world for three years. She never considered herself to be from the Zhou Kingdom, so she didn't feel it was an insult to change into this dress.
Of course, the most important thing is, which girl in the world can resist the temptation of a beautiful little skirt?
To be continued...