The expected pain did not come, and after the dizziness disappeared, Song Yizhi found herself sitting on the imperial concubine's couch in a room. She stood up suddenly, and then realized that the clothes on her body were wrong.
Wearing a plain white soft gauze floor-length skirt, the layers of soft gauze outline a slender waist, making it light and elegant.
This is not her dress!
Song Yizhi walked to the dressing table with her long skirt in her hands, and a stunning porcelain-white face was reflected in the bronze mirror.
The black hair that was originally neatly combed is now loosely gathered behind her back. Two hairpins hold up some hair, looking casual and lazy. There is also an orchid flower between her eyebrows.
Seeing that the face reflected in the bronze mirror was still so familiar, Song Yizhi breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, she rolled up her sleeves, and there were two bracelets and two snakes on her wrists.
Okay, okay, everything is there.
But what is her condition now?
And this house, the furnishings and decorations are not to say how luxurious, but they are absolutely exquisite.
The layers of gauze hanging from the beams are dreamlike, there is also a pair of bead curtains, and there is a bookshelf in the distance...
"bump!"
The madam opened the door and walked in. When he saw the girl standing in front of the bronze mirror, he smiled kindly.
Song Yizhi was attracted by the sound of the door opening and saw the woman walking in. Her face was calm and her heart was in a mess.
Wait a minute, what's going on?
"My good daughter." The madam walked up to her, stretched out her hand to pull the catkins of "Peony Peony" affectionately, and said in a soft voice, "Mom, I want to ask you for help with something."
? ? ?
Song Yizhi didn't show anything on his face, but he was horrified in his heart.
Isn't this woman going to find peony? Why did you find yourself?
etc! Have you become that peony girl? !
Song Yizhi, who understood this, was not at all flustered but felt speechless.
Do you want to do this to her?
Seeing that "Shaoyao" looked calm and silent, the Madam was used to it, so she spoke eagerly, "That child Peony is unlucky. She fell ill temporarily. You can go to the dance tonight on her behalf."
Song Yizhi didn't dare to speak rashly. She looked around and found that there were many musical instruments placed in the room.
This Shaoyao girl should be proficient in music theory, but as for dancing, I'm not sure.
After all, I don't have any clues now.
Song Yizhi thought for a while and said with a cold air, "Mom, I'm better at music theory."
"Oh, I know you're good at music theory, but you're not bad at dancing either!" The old madam held "Shaoyao"'s hand and her smile became more flattering, "Good daughter, please help mom this time. Our Peony House's reputation will be even better." Well, you’ll earn more!”
Under the old bustard's plea, Song Yizhi reluctantly agreed.
After sending the madam away, Song Yizhi closed the door, then rolled up his sleeves and started rummaging around the house.
This search really allowed her to find a lot of things.
Song Yizhi sat on the edge of the bed. She adjusted her sleeves and shawl, her expression slightly serious.
"Yuan Xu." Song Yizhi poked the black snake on his wrist.
Yuan Xu, who was forcibly woken up, said in a bad tone, "Just tell me if you have anything to say!"
"Don't you think there's something wrong here?" Song Yizhi crossed his legs, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his storage bracelet, and said while eating the melon seeds, "The madam just now didn't look like a living person."
Yuan Xu's hoarse and cold voice sounded, "It doesn't look like that anymore."
Then it is not a living person, it has no vitality at all.
He is not a living person, but he can be as interesting as a living person.
"Zombie demon?" Song Yizhi said to himself, "I don't think it looks like a corpse demon, but more like a puppet?"
Yuan Xu did not answer.
Song Yizhi threw the melon seed shells on the ground, then chewed the melon seeds and thought about it.
"Dong dong dong."
There was a knock on the door of the room, and the maid's polite voice sounded, "Miss Shaoyao, the dance skirt has been brought to you."
Song Yizhi swept the melon seed shells on the ground under the bed with his feet, then straightened his sleeves and sat upright, saying in a cold voice, "Come in."
The maid opened the door, glanced at the beauty sitting beside the bed through the layers of gauze, then put the dance skirt on the table and went out.
After the others left, Song Yizhi picked up the gauze while eating melon seeds and walked over. Looking at the red dance skirt in the mahogany tray, she reached out to pick up the skirt and looked at it, and her face became particularly beautiful.
"Is this a skirt?" Song Yizhi placed a pile of fabrics on the table and fell into silence.
Just when Yuan Xu was about to continue sleeping, Song Yizhi poked him again.
"You'd better be fine." Yuan Xu gritted his teeth.
Song Yizhi chuckled and said, "Let's discuss something. If I can't get out, you can take the rattan bamboo and the jade snake out."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yizhi was slapped by Yuan Xu's snake tail.
"If you can't speak, don't speak." After Yuan Xu said this, he went to sleep and ignored Song Yizhi.
How can anyone just say depressing words when entering a secret realm?
Besides, the owner of the cat cub has prepared a lot of life-saving things for her.
If she can't get out, then no one can get out.
This day is just free time!
Song Yizhi smiled, and she walked out of the house and wandered around the Peony Building.
Along the way, she met many maids, and those maids saluted Song Yizhi one after another.
After walking around for a while, Song Yizhi saw the old bustard coming towards him.
"My good daughter, why are you still here? You should hurry up and practice dancing! Don't let anything go wrong tonight!" the madam said worriedly.
Song Yizhi said nothing. She took two steps forward and suddenly stretched out her hand to pinch the old bustard's neck. The cold touch was not like a living person.
The madam was strangled by the neck, and her expression became painful.
The surrounding maids were so frightened by Song Yizhi's move that their faces turned pale. Some of the timid ones even screamed and ran away, shouting "Killed! Miss Shaoyao killed!".
There was chaos in the Peony Building.
Looking at the old bustard who looked a little scared, Song Yizhi said in a calm voice, "Tell me how to break the formation."
The Madam's eyes went dark when Song Yizhi pinched her. She wanted to grab Song Yizhi's arm, but the strangled neck made it difficult for her to breathe and lose strength.
Feeling the approach of death, the madam suddenly frightened, "What? What did you say? Let me go first, I, I won't force you to dance anymore, I won't force you to dance anymore, I won't dance anymore."
"Don't tell me?" Song Yizhi said with a little more strength.
The madam really didn't know how to break the formation, and her face was livid due to lack of oxygen.
Song Yizhi increased his strength, and with a "click", the Madam's neck was broken and she was thrown to the ground.
The corpse that fell on the ground stiffened, and apart from a pinch mark, there was also a thin bloody mark on its neck.
Sure enough, a puppet.
But it looks like a real person.
Song Yizhi squinted her eyes, lowered her eyes and adjusted her sleeves, then her eyes fell on the maids.
The maids were so frightened that they ran away when they were targeted.
Looking at the even more chaotic Peony Building, Song Yizhi held up her skirt and slowly turned around and walked upstairs.
She has never seen the Peony girl.
"Oh, how reckless~" The deliberately elongated tail tone revealed a hint of charm.
Song Yizhi looked up and saw the girl at the top of the stairs. She looked young, but she was extremely charming and beautiful. She was wearing a red dress with many peonies embroidered on it.
I think this is the Peony girl.
Song Yizhi stood on the stairs, looking up at the girl above, with a gentle smile on her lips, "Are you okay?"
It seems that the key person is not the madam but the Peony girl.
(End of chapter)
