In Moyang City, the streets were noisy and bustling. A man in plain clothes was followed by an attendant in green clothes. The man in plain clothes was handsome, calm and carefree. People on the street turned their heads to look at him from time to time, but the man in plain clothes pretended not to notice it at all.
"Sir, why were you in such a hurry to leave just now?" Bi Qing still couldn't understand.
Mo Yunling said quietly: "I have a feeling that he has seen through me."
"Did he see anything?" Bi Qing was a little nervous.
"This is not important anymore." He said that he came here by chance, and he was afraid that he would never see him again. A complicated look flashed in Mo Yunling's eyes.
"Then young master, where are we going now?" Bi Qing always obeyed Mo Yunling's words.
Mo Yunling pondered for a moment, "Let's find a place to eat first, we have to go there in the evening."
The night gradually falls, and Moyang City is still very lively at night. There are lights and colorful lights everywhere, and it seems to be covered with a mysterious veil under the afterglow of the lights. The carriages coming and going on the street are like running water, but they are moving in one direction.
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When Shuiyue acquired the oiran of Hongxiulou, she once threatened that if there was a man who could understand her music skills and be harmonious with her, she would be willing to give him his heart. As a result, many self-proclaimed romantic people rushed to come.
, how many relatives of the emperor and nobles flocked to her like a duck.
The Red Sleeve Tower was already overcrowded and filled with people. Above the Red Sleeve Tower, a woman in a lavender dress with a veil on her face looked at the hustle and bustle downstairs with a hint of loneliness in her eyes.
Suddenly, a touch of plain color from downstairs entered her eyes, and her beautiful pupils suddenly dilated. She hurriedly moved to the railing, trying to see clearly, but there were only black heads below.
"Girl, what's wrong with you?" The little maid behind her looked at the woman in purple in surprise.
The woman in purple shook her head slightly and looked towards the dark night. The bright moon was hanging high, the sky was clear and clear, and a hint of coolness came over her. She closed her body slightly,
The first floor of Hongxiu Building was crowded with people. Mo Yunling and Bi Qing finally found a place and stood firm. Bi Qing clicked her tongue and said: "I didn't expect that there is an entrance fee of one hundred taels to enter this Hongxiu Building.
." Just after finishing speaking, Bi Qing stumbled forward and almost fell.
Mo Yunling, with quick eyes and quick hands, supported Bi Qing and turned his head to look at the instigator. The man in luxurious clothes stood there with an arrogant expression. He looked like he was in his twenties and had a wretched expression on his face.
"What are you looking at! If you don't have money, don't come here. You are blocking my young master." Zhao Qingyuan shouted at the top of his lungs with a look of disdain.
Bi Qing, who stood firm, looked at Mo Yunling. Her eyes were obviously stained with frost. Bi Qing was worried, if things got bigger because of her here, how would it end?
"Sir, I'm fine." Bi Qing pulled Mo Yunling.
Mo Yunling ignored her at all and pulled Bi Qing behind him. She took a step forward and glared at Zhao Qingyuan.
"What do you think he wants to do?" someone next to him whispered.
"That's Prime Minister Zhao's only son."
"It's better not to provoke him. Who doesn't know that Prime Minister Zhao covers the sky with his hands in the court?"
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Hearing everyone's words, Zhao Qingyuan looked arrogant. There was no one in Moyang City who didn't know his reputation. If he offended him, he would offend Prime Minister Zhao.
Mo Yunling frowned slightly, Prime Minister Zhao, so what?!
