Xiaoxiang Pavilion does not feel like a brothel, because it lacks the taste of vulgar powder and has more elegance. When you walk into Xiaoxiang Pavilion, this feeling is even stronger. The beams are made of Yunding sandalwood.
The crystal jade is used as the lamp and the pearl is used as the curtain, showing the taste of the owner of Xiaoxiang Pavilion everywhere.
"Brother Qi, does it feel familiar?" Feng Qingchen whispered.
Feng Qianchen glanced at Jiao Xiaoliu, who was calm and unfazed. Bu Qingyun interjected at the side, "The Ninth Prince is very similar to the 'Ai Le Fang', right?" Feng Qingchen nodded repeatedly.
Jiao Xiaoliu smiled and said, "It's rare to see many strange things. After all, you have seen the big world. Let me give you some knowledge first. 'Xiaoxiang Pavilion' and 'Ai Le Fang' are owned by the same owner. There is nothing strange about the decoration style."
Feng Qianchen had a smile in his eyes, "Then what is the name of this boss? Does my wife know?"
Jiao Xiaoliu tilted his head and looked at Feng Qianchen, blinked, "You guess."
"I got it."
"Ah?" Jiao Xiaoliu pretended to be surprised, "You guessed it so quickly?"
Looking at Jiao Xiaoliu who was acting like a treasure, Feng Qianchen nodded her forehead and said, "Of course, my husband is very smart, otherwise how could he be worthy of his beloved concubine."
Husband? The corners of Jiao Xiaoliu's eyes twitched unconsciously, "You're smart for sure, but do you dare to be any more elegant or bie?"
Bu Qingyun, Kexin, and Keren looked at each other for a moment. Feng Qingchen smiled thoughtfully, "I, the future sister-in-law of the Seventh Emperor, seem to have many unknown things."
"The presence of all distinguished guests today really makes Xiaoxiang Pavilion shine." A woman in purple clothes fell from upstairs like the wind to several people, and there was a sudden commotion in the hall.
"Look, it's a dancing girl... She didn't wear a veil today..."
"The dancing girl is indeed as beautiful as a fairy... She is really beautiful in dance, and even more beautiful in person..."
"If she can smile at LaoZi, LaoZi is willing to die..."
All kinds of nymphomaniac voices came from all directions, and Jiao Xiaoliu couldn't help laughing, "Nongwu, I didn't expect you to be so popular."
Nong Wu's sly eyes rolled, and she threw herself at Jiao Xiaoliu, "Damn you, why did you come here just now...I miss you so much..." Just as she was about to continue, a big hand already held her
Pulled away.
Feng Qianchen felt extremely uncomfortable. Why could this woman rub against Jiao Xiaoliu like this? "Don't touch her." His tone was still the same as ever.
Nong Wu was stunned at first, then burst out laughing after hearing Feng Qianchen's words, "Is the Seventh Prince jealous?"
Feng Qianchen: "..."
"Okay, let's go upstairs to talk. Xiaoliu, why do you have time to come here today?" Nong Wu took Jiao Xiaoliu's hand and walked towards the stairs.
Everyone in Xiaoxiang Pavilion was speculating on the identities of these people, who could actually be received by the dancing girl in person.
Jiao Xiaoliu, who was about to follow Nong Wu up the steps, suddenly raised her head and looked around at the crowd. Just now, she clearly felt the murderous aura she was familiar with that night. She secretly said, "That ghost-faced man is actually here."
Sensing something strange about Jiao Xiaoliu, Feng Qianchen leaned into her ear and asked, "What happened?"
Jiao Xiaoliu shook his head and gave Feng Qianchen a reassuring smile, "No, I just feel that someone is watching us, it should be the prince's people."
