"Little Marquis, for the sake of Ningzhou soldiers, let's temporarily reconcile, okay?"
The autumn wind was blowing, and osmanthus flowers fell all over the ground in front of the door. Xie Xun got in the car silently, and the group of people went to Furongju.
Furongju is located behind Liuxiang on Huajie Street in the west of the city. This area is mostly a place where the rich and powerful look for flowers and willows and settle their wives. If there is no important matter, the government offices rarely take care of it, and patrol sergeants rarely patrol this area. If they bump into any prince or grandson,
Just cause trouble for nothing.
The carriages of Feng Yu and Xie Xun arrived outside Furong Ju. Xie Xun put on a thin veil to hide his face. The bodyguards of the crown prince Han Ziqi were waiting outside and were surprised to see a carriage and horse. Han Ziqi's identity
Sensitive, she made an appointment at Furongju to avoid being noticed. The lower profile she is, the safer she is. However, Xie Xun did the opposite. After being greeted by Konwei, Feng Yu waited for Xie Xun to get off the carriage and followed Konwei into Furong.
Residence.
Furongju, as the name suggests, is a boudoir for courtesans. After entering the hanging flower gate, you will see a large pool surrounded by corridors. A small arch bridge is built on the pool. There are duckweeds in the water, fish swimming freely, and red lanterns hanging on the corridors.
, there is a unique style in the autumn wind and cinnamon.
"The young Marquis is so brave and talented, he actually brought a woman to the appointment." Han Ziqi stood at the railing on the second floor, standing with his hands behind his hands.
Feng Yu raised her head and looked up, she saw that Han Ziqi had the characteristic gentleness of southerners, handsome features, and a jade belt. He looked very much like a young man who had grown up pampered in the capital and knew no sorrow.
Feng Yu always kept her role as Xie Xun in mind and said with a frivolous smile, "It's a romantic and gentle place where young people hunt for beauty. With my reputation in Beijing, it is the most normal thing to bring a woman to a banquet."
Xie Xun suspected that Feng Yu was deliberately mocking him. As soon as he thought this, Feng Yu put her arms around his waist and took him into the Furong Building.
, Feiying and Nuanyang looked at their noses with their eyes, and their hearts with their noses. Nuanyang secretly thought, the three girls are really brave, how dare they hug their master.
Xie Xun never dreamed that one day he would be hugged and teased by him. His face was completely dark under the veil, but because the negotiation was very important, it was difficult to get angry.
Feiying and Nuanyang were stopped downstairs by Han Ziqi's guards. They watched nervously as Feng Yu led Xie Xun to the second floor. Although the young marquis was invincible, he was now in the third girl's body.
The body of the Marquis was filled with the five scum of the war. Feiying and Nuanyang were deeply afraid that something would happen, so they both died in Furongju.
Xie Xun turned around and gave them a calm look and listened to his signals. Only then did Feiying and Nuanyang relax.
Feng Yu took Xie Xun upstairs, and Han Ziqi was sitting on the main seat. Three musicians were playing, and two dancers in tulle were dancing. Their waists were slender and white, twisting like water snakes. The dancers were charming.
She is enchanting, and she wears a small bell on her belly button. As she dances, the bell rings crisply. Fengyu is a boudoir girl. It is an eye-opener for her to stare at the dancer's waist.
How did you get the bell through? It must have hurt!
She looked straight-eyed, like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world. She was not at all like a romantic young man like Xie Xun who wandered around the streets. Xie Xun saw her unsatisfactory look and pinched her in anger.
When Feng Yu came back to her senses, she heard Han Ziqi laugh and say, "If you like the little prince, feel free to take him back. My two beauties have trained him for many years and they are very useful."
Feng Yu glanced at Xie Xun, and Xie Xun's eyes warned her not to cause more trouble. Feng Yu was very innocent. Han Ziqi saw the exchange of looks between them and couldn't help but glance at Xie Xun.
Feng Yu untied her cloak and placed it beside her casually. She lifted her robe and sat down. She had the aura of a young marquis and went straight to the point, "After we have talked about business, let's talk about romance. This is the joy of the world."
"Young Master, fine wines, delicious food, and dancing beauties are just a feast for the eyes. Why bother spoiling the scenery?" Han Ziqi clapped his hands, "This is the best dancer in the south of the Yangtze River. Young Master, please enjoy it."
Feng Yu and Xie Xun looked at each other, Xie Xun poured wine for her, Feng Yu smiled and said nothing, the piano player played the pipa in harmony, a melodious sound echoed in the attic, and the dancers twisted their waists to the music
, her charming eyes are like silk, Feng Yu loves beauty, and she also loves beautiful people, she can’t take her eyes off her, and when the beauty throws her flirtatious eyes, she returns a gentle smile.
Xie Xun, "..."
He was also worried that Fengyu, a girl from a boudoir, could not play the role of a romantic young man, but he did not expect that she was addicted to beauty and was so natural that she did not need to act.
The dance clothes were thin, and the girls revealed their soft waists, slender arms, and evenly straight long legs. It was like a picture of a fragrant body. Feng Yu supported her chin and admired it very much.
Han Ziqi looked at Feng Yu. Feng Yu acted more playboy than Xie Xun himself. She lacked the evil nature of Xie Xun and had a little more softness.
Han Ziqi frowned, could being addicted to Wenwenxiang really change a person? Xie Xun was so different from two years ago that he almost thought he was a different person.
"Little Marquis, does the dance look good?"
"It's beautiful." Feng Yu still had more to say. The dancer turned to her side, hooked her jade arms around her neck, and sat on her. Feng Yu was afraid that the beauty would fall, so she gently hugged her waist. The dancer picked a fruit and said softly.
Feng Yu called out "Little Marquis" and put it in her mouth. Feng Yu bit the fruit and stared at the dancer with her smiling eyes, "It's so sweet."
Xie Xun, "..."
Such a charming young man and pretty dancer, he could only watch 'himself' teasing the beauty, and she was suspected of taking advantage of her. Xie Xun saw that gentle and soft smile on his face, and for the nth time, he had to kill Feng Yu.
impulse.
Let's die together!
Feng Yu noticed Xie Xun's anger and looked innocent. Why was Mr. Hou angry? Isn't this his character?
Han Ziqi played with the wine glass and asked with a frivolous smile, "Little Marquis, I have never appreciated Yanyang's singing and dancing. Can the beauty next to you perform a dance?"
"Ah?" Feng Yu was confused. In order to negotiate, Xie Xun must go all out, but after today, it is time to add new graves to the mass grave.
Feng Yu patted the dancer, and she left. Even if she borrowed ten of her courage, she didn't dare to let Xie Xun dance. Xie Xun was fighting at the age of thirteen, and he only knew how to kill people, but he couldn't please others.
"Young Master, you are reluctant to let a beauty dance even if you sing and dance, but you don't have the sincerity to negotiate." Han Ziqi seemed to have seen through something and deliberately made things difficult.
Feng Yu's face was slightly cold, "Your Majesty, if the beauty dances, can we talk about the Southwest Grain Road?"
"certainly!"
Feng Yu couldn't get off the tiger, so she turned slightly sideways and asked softly in Xie Xun's ear, "What about... a jump?"
The hot air blew against his ears. Xie Xun's fingertips were clasped on the tea cup. His eyes were thin and cold, as if a knife had passed through his throat. Although Feng Yu was frightened, she still mustered up the courage to say, "If you don't jump, he will make things difficult for you."
I, I can’t stand this scene any longer.”
The Southwest Grain Road was Xie Xun's only choice. All the grain and grass he had collected were already on the road. For the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Ningzhou, he would not blink even if he knelt down.
