There is an unwritten rule of the Imperial City Chrysanthemum Appreciation Club, no matter how high or low you are, you are not allowed to ride horses or cars to the Western Market.

On the first day of the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party, officers and soldiers cleared the road early in the morning. The citizens of West Market could only stand under the eaves and watch the dignitaries heading to the flower market.

The female relatives all wore beautiful makeup, splendid clothes, and walked slowly and gracefully.

The gentlemen also restrained their tempers, and they all had a graceful demeanor and did not look sideways.

Luo Jiaojiao followed Bao Langjun and moved forward. She was very curious about the ordinary people whispering on the street and couldn't help turning her head to take a look.

"This little lady will look great with her veil off!"

"Look! She's looking at us!"

"She seems different from them!"

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd on the street. Luo Jiaojiao became the focus of their discussion.

"Be more reserved!"

Madam Liang, who was walking beside Luo Jiaojiao, couldn't stand it anymore when she saw Luo Jiaojiao looking around.

"Oh!" Luo Jiaojiao concentrated her attention and looked at Bo Langjun in front of her.

Naturally, Bo Langjun heard the comments from the people on the roadside, and secretly blamed Luo Jiaojiao for being restless. Before he could speak, Lady Liang had already spoken for him.

Only then did Luo Jiaojiao realize that Bo Langjun had a long neck, straight shoulders and a very handsome walk.

"Hey! Little lady! Take off your face scarf!" A few meddlesome people shouted to Luo Jiaojiao.

"Come here!" Bo Langjun raised his right hand.

Luo Jiaojiao had no choice but to step forward and walk to Bo Langjun's side. Bo Langjun took Luo Jiaojiao's hand, and his broad sleeves concealed her efforts to break free.

Jiang Yu walked behind Bo Langjun and filled the position vacated by Luo Jiaojiao.

Madam Liang couldn't help but feel angry when she saw Mr. Bo's affectionate behavior of pulling Luo Jiaojiao. She regretted coming along.

Fang Zijun walked beside Madam Liang with an expressionless face. She could see Luo Jiaojiao's reluctance. Maybe bystanders knew better!

In front of the flower market, thousands of bright chrysanthemums decorated the arched flower door. A chrysanthemum stage was set up inside the flower market, and five beautiful girls in yellow skirts and white clothes were dancing. Their dancing postures were charming and colorful, attracting many people.

Stop and watch.

Luo Jiaojiao and his entourage walked around the chrysanthemum platform and continued walking slowly. Bo Langjun still held Luo Jiaojiao's hand. The shyness on Luo Jiaojiao's face had faded and she let him hold her.

"look!"

Luo Jiaojiao was attracted by a child juggling. She dragged Bo Langjun and ran over quickly.

Hanging upside down on a flower ladder several feet high was a child who looked to be only five or six years old. He had a huge yellow chrysanthemum in his mouth, covering half of his face.

"Jiang Yu! Give me money!" Bo Langjun didn't think it looked good, but Luo Jiaojiao liked it, so he rewarded it.

Jiang Yu took out a few coins from his purse and threw them into a very delicately woven chrysanthemum basket.

The child at the top of the ladder suddenly turned over and jumped down, startling Luo Jiaojiao.

The child knelt down on one knee to express his thanks. He looked very well-behaved. Luo Jiaojiao bent down and touched the child's braided hair and smiled.

"The husband next to my sister is so handsome!" The child raised his little face and smiled at Luo Jiaojiao, with his little gap teeth clearly visible.

"It's quite pleasing!" Fang Zijun also rewarded him with coins.

"Sister is as noble as the chrysanthemums in the garden!" The child happily gave the blooming chrysanthemum in her hand to Fang Zijun.

"You are a kid!" Madam Liang glanced at the child and walked away.

Bo Langjun took a chrysanthemum from the big flower basket next to him. Luo Jiaojiao saw it and went to get it from the flower basket.

"Where can any woman go to get it?"

Bo Langjun picked up the chrysanthemum with his left hand and hit Luo Jiaojiao's hand, then handed the flower in his hand to her. He told Luo Jiaojiao that the girl who got the most flowers at the chrysanthemum party would be the oiran of this year.

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"Then give me that basket!" Luo Jiaojiao pointed at the basket of chrysanthemums and shouted.

"Ha! You are greedy! You can only get one flower card, and you have to be a gentleman!" Bo Langjun was amused by Luo Jiaojiao's words.

"It seems I can't be the oiran!" Luo Jiaojiao pursed her round lips.

"You already have a husband, but you're still so sweet-tempered?" Lady Liang mocked not far away.

"What's so special about giving flowers?" Luo Jiaojiao raised her eyes and looked at Bo Langjun.

"Only those who love her are willing to give away flowers! So the chrysanthemum party is also a lover's party!" Bo Langjun knew that Luo Jiaojiao didn't understand, so he didn't care about her desire to win the Oiran.

"I don't care! I want to be an oiran!" Luo Jiaojiao said willfully.

"Then you have to be capable!" Madam Liang looked at the chrysanthemum in Luo Jiaojiao's hand with displeasure. In the past, Bo Langjun only gave her the chrysanthemums.

"Jiang Yu!" Luo Jiaojiao called as she looked at Jiang Yu beside Bo Langjun.

Jiang Yu quickly walked to the chrysanthemum basket and took one and handed it to Luo Jiaojiao.

Bao Langjun glared at Jiang Yu, turned around and walked forward. Jiang Yu's face blushed slightly and followed behind Bao Langjun.

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the two chrysanthemums in her hand with joy. She did not notice the strange looks in the eyes of the girls passing by when they looked at her.

"Do you like it? I'll give you this one too!" A gentle voice sounded in Luo Jiaojiao's ears.

Luo Jiaojiao turned around and saw that the person who gave her the chrysanthemum was Liu Huai. She already knew the meaning of giving the chrysanthemum, so she was stunned for a moment while holding the chrysanthemum.

"Mr. Zhu! Is Zhu Xuhou asking the villain to look for you?" A servant shouted to Liu Huai from a distance.

Liu Huai smiled and saluted and left, leaving Luo Jiaojiao standing alone looking at the chrysanthemum in her hand in a daze.

"This little lady already has three flowers in her hand, why don't we give her all the flowers in our hands! Make her an oiran!" Several gentlemen who were walking together smiled and gave all the flowers in their hands.

Luo Jiaojiao.

Along the way, Luo Jiaojiao had more and more chrysanthemums in her hands.

The fragrance of chrysanthemums is light and elegant, and it smells refreshing. However, at this time, Luo Jiaojiao no longer had the novelty of wanting to be an oiran. She just wanted to find Mr. Bo as soon as possible and ask him what to do.

"Girl! Please come with me!" A man dressed as a palace man came over and saluted.

"You are..." Luo Jiaojiao didn't know that person, so she naturally refused to let him go easily.

"This is your first time attending the Chrysanthemum Party! It's really rare! The villain is the person sent by the palace to assist Zhu Xuhou in running errands! This year's oiran must be you, please come with me!"

Luo Jiaojiao held the chrysanthemum in her hand and followed the man to the main venue of the Chrysanthemum Club.

"Master Hou! The oiran has been found!" The man bowed to a man in purple robe and jade crown.

Zhu Xuhou turned to look at Luo Jiaojiao. Although Luo Jiaojiao's face was covered with a veil, her eyes were clear and she did not look like a dissolute person. Zhu Xuhou couldn't help but wonder: How did she obtain so many chrysanthemums?

Luo Jiaojiao recognized Zhu Xuhou, and she even attended his wedding! So she quickly bowed and saluted: "A common girl has met Mr. Hou!"

"How come you have so many?" Liu Huai came over and asked in surprise.

Luo Jiaojiao could not answer Liu Huai's question, so she could only lower her eyes and salute.

"Do you know her?" Zhu Xuhou Liu Zhang was surprised when he saw Liu Huai asking her like this.

"We had a chance encounter!" Liu Huai turned around and saluted his cousin.

"Okay! You ask her to go to the wing to change her clothes and prepare for the dance!" Liu Zhang has to host the chrysanthemum appreciation party later, and has no time to dwell on the relationship between his cousin and the new oiran. He is busy with his business.

Already.

"My dear, please!" Liu Huai took Luo Jiaojiao to change into dancing clothes.

Luo Jiaojiao changed into her dance skirt and walked out of the inner room.

Liu Huai felt his eyes light up and could hardly believe his eyes.

"Do you have a sword?" Luo Jiaojiao asked, tugging on her dress.
Chapter completed!