"It is indeed the most romantic place in Korea. The stairs are paved with red silk. It's worth the money." Jingzhou praised.
If it weren't for Chef Ding's extraordinary cooking skills, he wouldn't have thought of staying in an inn. Look at this Zilan Xuan, this is where people live.
Yan Lingji smiled and said, "Is this why you were so generous before?"
"Ahem, of course that's not the case. Just walk around and you'll know when you get upstairs." Jing Zhou hugged Yan Lingji and walked forward again.
In just a few steps and dozens of stairs, the two of them reached the second floor.
There are purple gauze hangings everywhere on the walls upstairs. The breeze blows and the gauze sways, like a dream.
"It's a pity that a place like this will be burned to ashes by a fire in the future."
With a sigh in his heart, Jing Zhou and Yan Lingji followed Zi Nu and entered an elegant room.
The elegant room is not big, but it is extremely exquisite. There are pots of vanilla and exotic flowers in front of the eyes. Looking further ahead, there is a pink gauze hanging on one side of the room.
"Sir, are you satisfied here?"
"Satisfied, it was arranged by Miss Zi Nu, so of course I am extremely satisfied." Jing Zhou let go of Yan Lingji's shoulder, unfolded his folding fan, walked a few steps indoors, and stopped under a large screen.
This screen is made of fine pear wood, and the gauze on it is covered with fragrant orchid grass, which faintly exudes a unique fragrance. It makes people feel calm after smelling it, as if they are holding something big in their hearts.
Things can be relaxed as a result.
Jingzhou took a few sips and couldn't help but laugh: "I'm afraid this screen was scented with incense by Zi Nv. I just don't know what kind of incense it is. It can have such a miraculous effect, making people seem to forget all their worries?"
"The shadows are sparse and the fragrance is light. It has the effect of calming the nerves and relieving fatigue. It's good if you like it." Zi Nu covered her mouth and smiled, suddenly full of charm.
Jingzhou smiled and said, "What a good name. Miss Zinu is not only beautiful, but also knowledgeable and talented. She blooms alone in the cold and has a subtle fragrance. I think she is also a person with stories."
In Jing Zhou's opinion, Zi Nu is a multi-talented person who knows everything about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers, and tea, and is good at everything.
Pharmacology, disguise, incense grinding, wine making, porcelain making, flower planting, it can be said that one can be a top scholar, a matchmaker, a hall master, ahem, a kitchen master.
The proprietress of Zilanxuan asked who wouldn't be tempted as long as they didn't practice the Sunflower Book?
How could there be no more stories about such a girl?
Zi Nu opened the door, walked out, and said with a smile: "Prying into my past is a very dangerous thing. Master, it's better not to be curious~"
Jing Zhou shook his head and sighed: "That's a pity. Miss Zi Nu has stories, and I have wine."
Zi Nu smiled softly and closed the door again.
"Girl Zinu, don't forget the cold dew orchid brew."
"Oh, by the way, this wine is best paired with an emerald luminous glass."
Seeing that no one replied to him, Jingzhou felt embarrassed. This landlady was really not comparable to a little girl.
The same tactics used to deal with little girls will not work on others.
Yan Lingji chuckled, stepped forward, stretched out her jade fingers, drew back and forth on the screen, and said teasingly: "You are still looking at me, the girls have already left, your eyes are too...
Not afraid of falling out of your eyes."
"Ahem, this is a fair lady. Of course a gentleman likes to be courteous. What's more, the purple girl can dance with a sword and make wine and become a stunning beauty. How can we not take a few more glances?"
Yan Lingji said "Oh" and asked again: "Then you like that girl?"
"Of course, of course... don't play with fire. This thing is extremely precious. I can't afford to pay for it if it's broken." Jing Zhou saw a flame suddenly coming out of Yan Lingji's fingertips and said quickly.
He yelled and stopped her, fearing that Yan Lingji would burn Zilanxuan to death.
This girl dared to play with fire in the palace in front of all the imperial guards, let alone this little Zilanxuan.
"Giggle, look, I'm scaring you. Isn't it just a screen?" Yan Lingji took her jade finger away from the screen and put it on Jing Zhou's face. She slid it gently and pushed it hard when it slipped down her jaw.
The upper hook slightly lifted Jingzhou's face.
Jingzhou's eyes widened, as ten thousand alpacas flew past his heart.
He, Mr. Jing Zhoujing, was actually molested by a woman!
This...this feeling seems pretty good.
Jingzhou pressed his chin down hard, pressing down the jade finger. His eyes met Yan Lingji's eyes, staring straight at her. Within a few breaths, Yan Lingji moved the jade finger away.
Jing Zhou put his arms around Yan Lingji's shoulders again and chuckled, "Young master, I treat you as my brother. You don't want to sleep with me, do you?"
"Hehehe, no man in this world is good, I can't look down on any man!" Yan Lingji's face turned slightly and she met Jingzhou's eyes again.
"Yes, yes, this is the right way. Don't be deceived by a stinky man. You don't belong to any man." Jing Zhou used the hand that was holding Yan Lingji's shoulder and patted her lightly on the shoulder a few times.
Down.
The two of them said a few words, then there was a soft knock on the door, and Zi Nu came in with a jug of wine.
Behind her was a girl wearing an orange dress, with long hair reaching her waist, and eyes as tender as autumn water.
Yan Lingji took her hand off her shoulder, took a few steps to the side, and lay down next to the desk, with her jade arms under her face, looking at the girl holding the piano behind Zi Nu with interest.
This time she was lying down, but the loose robe exposed half of her legs, and the exquisite curves under the purple robe were even more exposed. Coupled with the charming smile on her face, even if the girl saw this,
One scene, I'm afraid she will take away a soul.
"Nongyu has met the young master."
The woman following Zi Nu held her qin in her arms and bowed. Her voice was not loud, but it was extremely gentle, like a stream of spring water, which made people feel comfortable.
Zinu placed the wine bottle on the desk, and placed the emerald luminous cup, and said with a smile: "It happened that there was something urgent in the prince's palace, so he left in a hurry. After Nongyu learned about the young master, he hurried over again."
Nongyu is Zilanxuan's top Qinjie, and there are so many dignitaries who want to listen to her playing. Today, because Lord Longquan is present, no one wants to order Nongyu anymore.
Otherwise, if you want to queue up to listen to the Yufuqin, you don’t know how long you will have to queue up.
"The hands are like catkins, the skin is like condensed fat, the neck is like a cricket grub, the teeth are like gourds and rhinoceros, the head is like a cockroach, the eyebrows are crescent, the smile is charming, and the eyes are beautiful." Jingzhou couldn't help but praise in his heart, and said: "I think this must be the case.
A girl who is so beautiful that she misses her so much even if she doesn't see her for a day is Nongyu."
Nongyu's beauty is dignified and elegant, extremely simple, a standard traditional beauty, and she has the air of a good wife and mother, which makes people want to be like her.
Even though Jing Zhou has seen many beautiful women, he has never met someone like Nong Yu who does not apply any makeup and has clear features that make people feel at ease just by looking at them.
Come to think of it, only the king of the daughter country can stand shoulder to shoulder with Nongyu...