Yin Luzhu did not dare to relax, she looked at Gu Tingfang warily.
In the dark night, the two people's eyes met.
Gu Tingfang curled her lips and looked at her with a half-smile, "Yin Luzhu, what are you doing?"
"..." Yin Luzhu blinked and had his own considerations.
"The folk girl is not Yin Luzhu. The folk girl is the number one in Furong Pavilion. She was brought into the palace to teach the imperial concubine the art of enchantment."
Gu Tingfang: "..."
"Top card?"
Gu Tingfang's expression was a little subtle. His black eyes were focused on the person in front of him. Even though he used all his strength, the person in front of him and his appearance were clearly Yin Luzhu.z.br>
His eyes gradually moved downward, and finally swept across her chest.
"The art of charm?"
Gu Tingfang murmured in a low voice, and then suddenly smiled, "Show me."
"..." Yin Luzhu's face turned slightly stiff.
"I dare not."
"Don't you dare?"
Gu Tingfang stood up and walked slowly to her.
Looking down at her, Gu Tingfang gently lifted her chin with his hand. However, before he could speak, he saw the person who claimed to be a brothel woman kneeling on the ground with her knees weak.
"A common woman deserves death."
Gu Tingfang's hand was frozen in mid-air.
His probing eyes never moved away from Yin Luzhu for a moment.
At this moment, Yin Luzhu's heart seemed to be filled with ice and snow. She didn't dare to think about anything or look at anything. She only had one belief in her heart.
He is the courtesan of a brothel, and his identity must not be known to others. Otherwise, it will be a disaster. Even if he can escape this disaster, the century-old glory of the Chuxiang Palace will no longer be maintained.
The overthrow of the three feudal lords is nothing but empty talk.
Seeing her groveling, Gu Tingfang's eyes were profound for a moment. Even though that person was lying on the ground, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction.
Just...
This appearance is clearly the same as that of Yin Luzhu.
"You said you are an oiran?"
"Yes, yes."
"Being an oiran probably depends on more than just looks, right?"
"Back to your Majesty, common girls learn dancing skills from an early age."
"Can you play the guqin?" Gu Tingfang looked at her and asked in a low voice.
Yin Luzhu nodded hurriedly, "Yes."
Gu Tingfang seemed to have thought of something, and then frowned slightly.
Yin Luzhu was a harp player. Once upon a time at a banquet, Princess Yanhua forced the man to play the bell, and his song amazed everyone.
So, he asked again: "Besides the piano, what else do you play?"
Yin Luzhu pondered for a moment, "Women of the common people are not talented. Although they have often practiced their skills over the years, they have only learned Konglou, pipa, and huqin. I have been exposed to the rest, but they have never been able to reach the level of elegance."
"Haha." Gu Tingfang smiled inexplicably. In one's life, if one can practice a skill to the top, that would be great.
This man is so arrogant.
So, he ordered people to find all the things.
Within a moment, the musical instrument was brought in.
Gu Tingfang glanced at Yin Luzhu, "Try them all."
Yin Luzhu stood up carefully, still leaning forward. She carefully and tremblingly picked up Pipa.
Sit down leisurely.
As soon as her fingertips touched the string, Gu Tingfang's voice came over: "Do you know the crime of deceiving the emperor?"
Yin Luzhu paused for a moment, then lowered his eyes.
As her fingertips rise and fall, wonderful sounds flow.
Gu Tingfang heard a sweet sound coming out, as clear as the tinkling of a stream, as thick as the muffled thunder through the window, as urgent as rain hitting banana trees, as soothing as continuous drizzle, as intense as a jingle and an iron horse, and as euphemistic as a wedding banter. p>