Du Ziyi slowly raised her head from the mirror, and a beautiful face appeared. She slowly turned around, went to the place where Zhu Wenzheng sat upright yesterday, stretched out her white arms and wrists, gently picked up an ancient seal script, and gently knocked it along the chimes one by one, and a jingle sound began to spread.

"Wenzheng, if you like this dance, I will dance for you, dance for you!"

She smiled indifferently, and her body swayed slightly with the chimes.

The jade arm flew gently, and a series of music slowly came out as her jade arm hit other instruments. The rhythm of the music was bright and strong, and it was composed of percussion instruments such as Jiegu, Bangzi, stringed pipa, vertical qin, and Hafu. The jade arm kept beating, and the tone of the dance music spread on the fifth floor.

With a "ding bell" sound in the chime, Du Ziyi raised her hands high, her green sleeves slid down, revealing her crystal clear jade arms, and her slender and charming wrists swayed slightly, Du Ziyi's body began to rotate, sometimes fluttering like a strong wind and snow, sometimes swaying in the air like snowflakes, and sometimes flying in the wind like a weed. The charming body, the moving curves, and the extremely graceful dance posture were perfectly displayed in the mirror.

In a cheerful tune, Du Ziyi danced gracefully, red clothes fluttered, her figure constantly changed, her toes crossed, her left hand was on her hip, her right hand was holding her up. The ribbons of her whole body were flowing, and the hem of her skirt was spinning in an arc, like a disc. Du Ziyi kept rotating, and she was tireless in rotation, turning back and forth, and she turned countless times without stopping. The colorful beads tied to her arms and wrists were driven by the rotating dance music, as if they were like butterflies flying from the air, and the dance music became more and more rapid, Du Ziyi also turned faster and faster, and the red clothes were whistling.

"when!"

With a crisp sound, the rapid dance music came to an abrupt end. Du Ziyi, who had been rotating, finally stopped. Her chest was undulating in the mirror, and her cheeks had a hurried flush, which made her look extremely charming. She turned around and smiled gracefully at the place where Zhu Wenzheng was sitting upright. Lianbu was about to move. Unexpectedly, after Hu Xuanhou, who had turned countless times, was still a little dizzy and fell heavily on the floor with a delicate body.

A small rouge box rolled out of her arms. The box emitted a faint smell of medicine, which was extremely pungent.

Du Ziyi took a breath, and her plump and perky breasts still jumped twice. She slowly climbed to the big chair where Zhu Wenzheng was sitting upright. The daughter red she prepared for him yesterday was still left next to the chair. The three words "daughter red" that she had made was extremely eye-catching. She stretched out her jade arm and gently tore the cover. A faint fragrance of wine quickly spread out, and the strong smell of medicine just now became much weaker.

She found a tray, and two wine glasses in the tray, struggled a few times, and slowly picked up her daughter Hong's wine jar, and saw that the daughter Hong in the pot was poured into the wine glass with elegant movements. Then she gently put the wine jar, touched the rouge box, took out an extremely bright feather and put it into the wine glass, and then smiled miserably: "Do you know, this has become poison wine. This poison hair was bought from a doctor, and it is said to be his ancestral prescription. The Southern Tang emperor Li Sheng was worried that the minister Zhou Ben was too prestige and could not control it, so he wanted to kill him. Li Sheng poured a glass of "poison wine" and gave it to Zhou Ben. Zhou Ben realized the emperor's intention and used the imperial cup to divide half of the wine and said: Give it to the emperor to show the unity of the king and his ministers. Li Sheng immediately changed his expression and didn't know what to do.

Just so happened that Shen Jiangao, the best man who was acting for the emperor, saw this scene and walked up while dancing. He took Zhou Ben's wine and said, "Please give it to me." After saying that, he drank it all and put the cup in his arms and left. Li Sheng immediately secretly sent someone to bring the antidote to Shen Jiangao. Before the medicine arrived, Shen Jiangao had already "breaking his brain" and died. Do you think this medicine is powerful? "But I forgot to tell you that this poison wine has been accompanied by the secret recipe passed down by the doctor's ancestors. After drinking it, people can never rot in their body after death and keep their appearance forever? Do you think this poison is good?"

Du Ziyi looked at the empty seat with a smile and said to herself that the double poison wine next to her had changed color after being soaked with poison hair.

"Do you know, I originally wanted to avenge you, but this person is your uncle. I have raising you for raising you. I can't kill you, and I can't kill you either. I heard that this person is the King of Wu now. I am a singer and a brothel woman cannot kill him, so I can only come to accompany you. But I heard that you went to Tongcheng, so I will take a step first. When I come in the future, remember to come to me. After drinking this poison, my appearance will be as good as a day and will not change. Haha, it's easy to find. Don't forget me!"

Du Ziyi bit her red lips, and her scarlet red lips were bitten out of a trace of blood, which looked extremely eye-catching. In the eyes of Qiu Shui, her eyes were flowing, either crying or laughing. She laughed for a while and became hazy. She giggled twice, stretched out her jade arm, and picked up the wine glass. The daughter of the wine glass was as red as blood. She raised her head and a glass of wine entered her stomach.

With a clang, the wine glass fell to the ground, making a crisp sound. She tilted her body slightly forward a little, leaning gently on the empty seat, like a graceful swan, stretching out her snow-white neck, leaning her head and face gently on the chair. The chair was very large, enough to put down her entire head, with black hair on her head, slanted with a snake bun, her face was like silver plate, her eyes were as autumn water, her two beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, and under her snow-white neck, she was trembling slightly. How could this kind of sad beauty be described by a human.

Du Ziyi said in a dreamy way: "Zhu Wenzheng, I'll go first. You must remember to come to find me. In the next life, I will still be Du Ziyi, you must come to find me!"

The medicinal attack finally made her voice lower and lower. Her eyes slowly closed, and a scarlet blood slowly overflowed from her lips, but she still made a low voice from her throat: "Zhu Wenzheng, you must come to me, you must come to me, I am waiting for you, I am waiting for you..."

The dreamy voice slowly erupted with the medicinal properties and finally stopped whispering. Du Ziyi seemed to be like a sleeping little lazy cat, leaning against the chair with her body shrinking, without any movement, except for a smile on her lips, which was extremely sad and beautiful.

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