After night falls, the flower streets in Beijing are brightly lit.
In the buildings on both sides, there are men wearing tulle clothes soliciting customers.
They were wearing light shirts and hairpins of various colors, with white powder on their faces and pink rouge... and fragrant powder on their bodies.
The whole street... is exuding a mixed aroma.
"Ah chi~" Yun Fei rubbed his itchy nose and said helplessly to the maid beside him: "Xiaohuan, do you think Prince Jing and the others will be angry if I don't let them use the powder?"
"No, the male master should put His Highness first. If you don't like it, you shouldn't use it."
An upright little girl is not fun~~
The two of them came to Chunyi Building. The boss was a young and beautiful man, with a graceful appearance and a charming walk, which was very charming...
He is worthy of being the courtesan and unparalleled young master who once made a name for himself in the capital.
"My lady, are you here to listen to music or spend the night?"
As soon as the beautiful man approached, Yunfei felt a little dizzy, not because he was fascinated, but because he felt a little uncomfortable.
She subconsciously took two steps back: "I want to see Mr. Bai Ruyue."
"Master Ruyue? I'm afraid you may be late today. There's already someone in his room..."
Young Master Wushuang's eyes straightened when he saw the wad of silver handed to him. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Miss, I'll go make some arrangements later. I'll be here right away."
The handsome man took the banknote with a smile and went upstairs.
After a while, a waiter came to tell her that their father invited her to the Zhuyuan to meet Mr. Ruyue.
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After gently pushing the door open and entering, Yunfei left Xiaohuan waiting outside the door.
The figure behind the screen is playing the piano...
The long sound of the piano is crisp and sweet! It seems that it is not in the same world as the melodious sound just across the door.
The person playing the piano was wearing a snow-white gauze robe, and half of his hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin. His loose black hair fell on the mat where he sat cross-legged and scattered all over the floor.
The eyebrows are curved and thin, the eyes with double eyelids are drooped, looking a little cold, the red lips are pursed, and they are red...
It is no wonder that he was disobedient to the Queen and allowed him to occupy the position of one of the four husbands despite the opposition of the eldest princess.
If he had not died early, it would not have been impossible for him to spoil his husband.
When he heard a woman coming in, Bai Ruyue didn't even raise his head. He kept lowering his eyes and playing the piano intoxicatedly.
Those fingers as white as jade are performing various charming movements like works of art.
When he reached the climax, he closed his eyes and quietly felt the joy that the music brought to him.
The white moon reflected in the mud......
Although the body is at the hook, the heart is still in the sky.
Yunfei didn't bother him. He moved lightly, sat down at the table, filled himself with tea, and tasted it carefully.
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After the song ended, Bai Ruyue stood up and took her seat, her red lips lightly parted and she said, "Young lady is very nice. Is this your first time here?"
"Yes...it's my first time to come to Chunyi Tower today. I heard that there is a master Kisaragi in the building, so I came here to see him."
"Does Miss have a favorite song? Ruyue can play a song for Miss."
"Just play whatever the young master likes. I want to hear what kind of music the young master likes." Yun Fei's face felt a little hot...
Be calm and flirt with the child's father. You have to be steady and don't be shyer than others...
Although the woman in front of her spoke frivolously, her eyes were pure, and Bai Ruyue did not feel any discomfort.
On the contrary, I found the other party's forced composure to be very interesting.
The corners of his lips were slightly raised, his eyes were lowered and he returned to the piano and began to play quietly.
The crisp and melodious sound of the guqin, playing an ambiguous tune like a whisper, made Yunfei, who was listening quietly, feel sleepy...
Coupled with the incense in the room, it may have a calming effect.
The incense burned in this refreshing room is different from those in the overnight rooms.
"Miss, wake up..."
Bai Ruyue helplessly stretched out her hand to nudge the beautiful woman in front of her who was sleeping soundly on the table.
How many people paid money to touch his hand, but he never let them get their wish.
Unexpectedly...when he met this girl, he actually reached out and touched her...after all, he wanted to wake her up.
"Huh? It's daybreak?" Yunfei woke up in a daze and looked around confusedly.
Eh...no, it's not her bright yellow bed that's several meters wide.
After seeing the arrangement clearly, I was embarrassed for a moment and quickly stood up to apologize, "Master Ruyue, I'm sorry! Maybe I've been too tired recently and didn't listen carefully to you playing the piano."
Master Ruyue shook his head gently and said crisply: "It's the slave family that disturbed the young lady's dream, but now that it's late at night... it's time for the slave family to rest."
It means it’s time to get off work! It’s time for the guests to leave!
Yunfei quickly said goodbye tactfully, yawned and took Xiaohuan back to the palace in a carriage.
A bad start...
Money was spent, but good feelings were not earned.
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In the next month, she would go to Chunyi Tower basically every other day and order Ruyue Fuqin.
Why every other day? Because the day before, I had to spend time with Gong Liusu at home.
During the day, eat with him, walk around the house with him, or take him out to play. At night, accompany him to write, read, and sleep with him in bed.
Occasionally, I would accompany him back to the palace to see his relatives. After all, we might not see him again for many years after the New Year.
After a month of exposure to the sound of the piano, Yunfei was able to chat with Bai Ruyue for a few words about music. The main reason was that in order to know herself and the enemy, she hired a piano player for herself...
On the tenth day of September, Prince Jing's Mansion brought in the second male master, Lan Nianqing, Lan's side husband.
There is no need for a wedding to be held when the side husband enters the house. He only needs a small sedan chair and a pink wedding robe to carry him into the house through the small door.
Yunfei did not do anything illegal, such as giving the child's father a wedding.
After all, she couldn't slap Gong Liusu in the face for Lan Nianqing.
However, she still had someone arrange the wedding room in the side yard allocated to Lan Nianqing.
Everything that should be there is there.
Ye Lian'er from the civilian family has also agreed on an auspicious date and will accept her on October 11th.
Hibiscus, the concubine of the Minister of War, entered the house on November 12th.
If everything goes well, December will bring Bai Ruyue home.
After attending the palace banquet, they can return to their fiefdom.
Jingcheng is located on the northern border, a bitter and cold place in the Southern Tang Dynasty!
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The red candle in the room was half burning when Yunfei opened the door.
Lan Nianqing, who was sitting on the bed with a pink mandarin duck playing in the water and a hijab, couldn't help but feel tense in her heart.
When the hijab was lifted, the room was filled with red, dazzling and dazzling.
This is a scene that Lan Nianqing has never imagined.
He thought it would be nice to see his wife on their wedding night...
Unexpectedly... there is a wedding room.
Is his mother's reputation really that great? Lan Nianqing is a little confused.
His mother was rich and good, but according to her status, any scholar on the roadside would look down on such a businessman who smelled like money.
What's more, this is His Royal Highness...
"I asked someone to bring you some food. After eating later, go and wash up. Do you need someone to come in and help you take off your makeup?" Yunfei asked softly.
"You can just come by yourself..."
Lan Nianqing tightened her wedding robe nervously, not daring to raise her head to look at her wife.