"Okay, let Xu Que watch." Qin Mo said.

Soon, Zhao Manyun came back, and Qin Mo returned to his previous less serious appearance.

For two or three days in a row, Qin Mo stayed with Zhao Manyun.

It was quite a struggle for Zhao Manyun.

However, Xu Que still found nothing.

"Find a stand-in to play the role of Zhao Manyun, and let her go to the opera house to see if anyone will take the bait." Qin Mo stretched out and was satisfied after spending a few days outdoors.

After saying something to Zhao Manyun, he left.

It is impossible to be affectionate and affectionate. He just purely likes Zhao Manyun for her appearance.

At this time, outside the imperial mausoleum, there was a small man sitting by the lake.

After Yuan Tiangang retired, he lived a very comfortable life.

He didn't care about anything and spent his days with Xiao Xuanji, swimming among the green mountains and green waters, drinking tea, reciting poems and having fun.

It really made up for all the hardships of the past few decades.

However, the person drinking tea with him at this time was Xiao Yurou.

She knelt down in front of Yuan Tiangang, frowning, "Master, I heard the news about her in the capital. It is said that the Opera House wants to let her go back again."

"What do you want?" Yuan Tiangang picked up the tea cup and blew gently, "Do you want to see her?"

"I have no idea."

Xiao Yurou shook her head, "When she learns about my death, she will definitely take the opportunity to take revenge. She followed the most cruel man in the world and has suffered many injustices.

She is no match for a cruel man, and she doesn't understand him either.

If the beginning is wrong, he will never believe it in the future.

There are no less than ten famous singers in the capital, all of whom he cultivated.

Who cares about a person who has disappeared for several years?

Therefore, when he did this, he must have some agenda."

"Since you know, why don't you go there now for nothing?" Yuan Tiangang took a sip of tea and sighed. Although the area around the imperial mausoleum is not big, it is very safe.

Li Shilong still has some trust in him.

There are no hidden guards around here. Otherwise, how could Xiao Yurou come out to breathe so openly?

Xiao Yurou struggled fiercely, "If she dares to show any bad thoughts, that cruel person will not show mercy.

After all, I raised her by myself."

Yuan Tiangang dipped his hand in tea and drew a picture on the low table, "Now, it's deadlocked again.

If you insist on going there, you will most likely fall into a trap.

If she doesn't go there, she might die.

No one can guess what Miao Yun is thinking.

It’s not easy for you to untie this knot.”

"Master, please help me!"

Xiao Yurou made up her mind to rescue Zhao Manyun from Qin Mo.

Yuan Tiangang gave a rare wry smile, "I have never had the upper hand against that guy.

The two apprentices gave it to him for free, and even the orthodoxy was given to him.

He is now the head of the Ziweixing Sect, and I am an idle person now, so how can I take care of him."

"Master is not willing to help the disciple?" Xiao Yurou said with some disappointment: "Then the disciple can only go to my aunt for help."

Hearing this, Yuan Tiangang said helplessly: "Don't bother your aunt about this matter.

To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. You can only do this yourself.

She only needs to know that you are still alive, so that she will not kill Qin Mo, and then she will not be in danger.

The most difficult thing is to pass the information to her.

It is not an easy task for you to pass information to her under surveillance.

Moreover, how can you be so sure that she will really return to the opera house?"

Yuan Tiangang sighed, "You never know Miaoyun's back-up plan, so you'd better make sure first whether it's her who's on stage.

If not, find where she is.

Pass the message to her.

But if you want to rescue her, the probability is slim.

And I will definitely fold myself into it.”

Xiao Yurou gritted his teeth and said: "So what if we fold in, let him kill again!"

Seeing her angry and full of sorrow, Yuan Tiangang sighed: "Idiot, why bother?"

"I must rescue her!"

Xiao Yurou turned around and left.

Yuan Tiangang didn't call her, but just said, "Next year's Wanshou Festival is a good day. If you want to save her, this day is the best time."

"Thank you, uncle!" Xiao Yurou turned to look at Yuan Tiangang and left immediately.

Yuan Tiangang dipped his hands in water again, drew pictures on the table, and murmured: "I will try my best to do what you two asked me to do. Whether it succeeds or not depends on their luck."

...

Zhao Manyun's grand return has caused quite a stir in the singing world in Beijing.

Back then, Zhao Manyun was the number one singer in the world.

But inexplicably, she disappeared, and in the end the number one singer became Little Peony.

Later, the little peony also left the front desk.

Nowadays, the ten golden flowers of the Diva are famous all over the world and it is hard to get a ticket.

Zhao Manyun's sudden return made them full of hostility.

But Qin Mo opened his mouth, who dared to talk nonsense?

Many people even thought that Zhao Manyun disappeared for the past two or three years to give birth to Qin Mo's child.

In short, there are all kinds of things.

Then, Qin Mochou, the poet and other poets, were exposed again, and for a while they became the talk of the town.

The scalpers even sold the tickets for Zhao Manyun's return to 200 taels each, but it was still hard to find a single ticket.

The reason is to witness the beauty of the former number one singer in the world, and to see what world-famous songs she brings this time.

Xiao Yurou put on a disguise, and her former appearance was completely unrecognizable.

Even if her arm was broken, she still found a way to fill it with something in her sleeve.

Fortunately, it was winter, and I was wearing a coat, so no one was exploring this.

She spent four hundred taels of gold to buy a front-row seat. It is said that these scalpers are all from the opera house.

Generally, a ticket ranges from a hundred yuan to more than ten taels.

After the scalpers came out, hundreds of taels were speculated, and they were very evil-minded.

She checked in and walked into the opera house, sitting at the front desk. She was also a little nervous, fearing that she would be exposed.

There was an uproar of people around, calling for Zhao Manyun, asking her to come on stage as soon as possible.

Looking back on everything that happened over the years, she no longer felt any hatred in her heart.

After all, she is also a poor child, so why should she have to bear all this?

After all, as Yuan Tiangang said, once you think of Buddha, you also think of demons.

Although she was forced back then, deep down in her heart, she had some deeper thoughts.

How can people who get on the boat say they don't understand the rough waves?

Soon, the warm-up performance began. Looking at those singers, Xiao Yurou blushed a little. This was too vulgar.

After finally surviving the warm-up, Zhao Manyun finally came on stage.

But she wears a veil. In terms of appearance, body shape, and even voice, she is very similar to Zhao Manyun.

But Zhao Manyun was brought up by her.

How could she not recognize the child she raised by herself?

"This is a lie!" Xiao Yurou frowned immediately.

Since this is fake, where is it really?
Chapter completed!