Upstairs, fourth floor.

After all, Empress Dowager Du couldn't survive this hot summer. She closed her eyes peacefully and went to see King Youdu. If there was really an underworld, the old empress dowager would be very proud when she met Zhao Hongyi.

The death of the old empress dowager is naturally a big deal. For Sun Chunming, this means that his Fengle Building cannot be opened for three days, he cannot sell alcohol for half a month, and he has not singed or danced for a month, which means that he has to make a lot of money less.

But the same also means that he has been open for so long that he finally has the opportunity to sit by the window on the fourth floor of Fengle Building, holding a glass of beer in his hand, and enjoying his life. Since the opening of Fengle Building, he has been busy and has not had a day off.

Log, log, log.

The old wooden ladder sounded, and a gust of fragrant wind blew, and the people he was waiting for finally came.

"I've seen the immortal elder."

The visitor smiled and said, "Shopkeeper Sun is so brave. The Empress Dowager passed away. The whole country is filial to the Empress Dowager. The official strictly ordered that the restaurant tile houses should not be opened within three days, but you are here to serve wine."

Sun Chunming smiled and said, "Even if the whole country is filial, it should be fine for several families to drink two glasses of wine. Today, I invite the immortals to come and ask for good luck. It is just a private move, but it has nothing to do with Fengle Tower."

The Taoist nun came over and sat on the chair opposite Sun Chunming. She tilted her head, but she said with a charming look: "What do you want to ask? I, a Taoist priest, are dealing with things, but I don't know how to take advantage of the bad luck. Manager Sun, I don't want to tease me."

"The Immortal Chief misunderstood. It's just that I've been quite close to the Immortal Chief these days and I want to make friends."

The Taoist nun smiled again, raised the big glass of beer on the table and said, "Shopkeeper Sun is not old, and he speaks and does things like an old man in his forties or fifties. Let's talk about it."

As they said that, the two of them clinked their glasses and drank half a pound of beer in one go.

"The immortal elder does not know what kind of Taoism they are practicing, and where are they practicing immortal cultivation?"

"Shopkeeper Sun went back and forth. This is the fourth time I have explored my details. I still said the same thing, no, but, I said."

Since this nun came to eat pudding once that day, she has been a regular visitor to Fenglelou. Every noon, she would listen to a storytelling, drink a few beer, eat a few side dishes, and also get a senior membership. Every time Sun Chunming would say a few words to her, and occasionally drink two of them together, but the two of them got along, but they never knew the identity of this nun.

This nun drinks, eats meat, puts on makeup, and never spends money. She is really not like a foreigner who practices Taoism. Depending on her age, she is at least twenty-five years old. This child in the Northern Song Dynasty should be as old as Sun Yue. Why is such a person a Taoist nun?

Sun Chunming was very curious and couldn't help but think about exploring it, but the woman's words were extremely strict and still a mystery.

After drinking a few more glasses of wine, Sun Chunming was a little drunk, and the nun had already blushed. Perhaps it was hot. She took off her Taoist robe and threw it to the ground, revealing the bright yellow gold silk robe embroidered with flowers inside.

"You invite me to drink, I'll dance a sword for you, okay?"

"The Taoist priest can dance swords?"

"Haha, I'm dancing so well."

As he said that, he heard Cang say a cold voice. The nun actually pulled out a short sword as thin as a fish intestine from her whisk. There were a few sword flowers at will. With a swish, the sword stabbed in front of Sun Chunming.

Suddenly, Sun Chunming was really shocked.

The Taoist nun giggled, took a few steps back, and took advantage of the alcohol to fly in a beautiful air. The sword light in her hand flew up and down like a long dragon. She felt the sword energy was sharp and the cold light was impressed. She felt that there was a look of horror on Sun Chunming's face.

But seeing the woman's face flushed and slightly dizzy, she was already a little drunk when she turned around, but her eyes were still bright as if it was radiating. Sun Chunming couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Since his time travel, especially since he met Zhao Guangyi, Sun Chunming has at least been regarded as the number one figure in this market. There are many beauties he has seen, and even Yang Rong, who is known as a courtesan, has already expected him. However, the women he saw before were either as elegant and beautiful as Yang Rong, or as beautiful as Zhang, with a bit of boldness and a bit of boldness, like a man, while the Taoist nun in front of him was three-point charming, two-point pretty, and five-point heroic.

For Sun Chunming, women in their fifteens and sixteens are too young, and those outside of their thirties are inevitably too old. Perhaps only women of this age are just right. Her breasts are still very straight, her waist is still very thin, her lower abdomen is still very flat, and her pair of solid and long beautiful legs are still very solid.

After a long time, the Taoist nun stopped the sword and asked with a smile: "How?"

Sun Chunming praised: "Good swordsmanship should be a killing technique, but dance here is buried."

"You scholar, you have some vision."

"It's not just a sword that is buried. I've seen it, lonely."

The Taoist nun smiled and said, "You are here to tease me again. Do you know that you are playing with fire? If you can really tease me, you will regret it."

"I would regret it even more if I didn't do anything."

The Taoist nun sat down, stretched out a pair of slender jade feet under the table, gently fiddled with Sun Chunming, and said, "Then, what do you want to do?"

Sun Chunming rushed over and picked up the person, put it directly on the table. The nun was so shocked that she giggled and didn't struggle. Then she saw Sun Chunming with red eyes and shouted in a low voice: "Who are you?"

"I won't tell you, do you still dare?"

"Fuck, there is nothing in the world that I dare not. Even if you are the emperor's woman, I will deal with you today."

As he said that, Sun Chunming began to take off the nun's clothes, and pulled all the wine, vegetables, glasses and plates on the table to the ground, and on this table...

After a while, with a twitching in my body, everything became boring.

After putting on his clothes again, the nun put on the fat and big Taoist robe again, inserted the fish intestine short sword back into the whisk, and turned into a fairy-like appearance, as if nothing had happened just now.

He picked up Sun Chunming's face, kissed him gently, and said softly: "Thank you for treating me to drink, I'm very happy."

As he said that, the woman turned around and left, straightforward and without any delay.

"Wait! Leave a name at least."

The woman turned her head and smiled and said, "What? Do you still want to take responsibility? Give up, I won't tell you, just pretend that nothing happened, and you should do whatever you should do."
Chapter completed!