Chapter 32 Flower Street

"No one sleeps in the middle of the night, and the wine turns into rouge to taste. The world laughs at me for being too charming, and I laugh at the fake innocence of the world. The night is getting more drunk, the more drunk people are. In the upper reaches of the flower lake, the jade bracelets are beautiful, the lanterns are hanging, and the sound is boiling. Drink a cup and return a cup. Fireworks go with the flowing water, the rouge sweeps the moth eyebrows, and the carriages and horses are expensive in front of the door. Let's see who welcomes the beautiful woman back~"

The low-perception magnetic voice sang gently, and the clear voice seemed to have penetrating magic. It sang straight into people's hearts. Everyone couldn't help cheering. Even Jing Li applauded stupidly and completely lost his soul by the man in front of him.

"Your Majesty!" Linglong called in a low voice and gently pulled Jing Li's sleeve.

Jing Li turned her face and saw Linglong's bad smile on her face. She also made a drooling action. However, as soon as she came out, she immediately changed Jing Li's laughter and scolded. Linglong also smiled, and then the two of them looked at the same time and looked at the dancing posture on the stage.

"Flower flying willow, flower flying willow...flower flying willow..."

The noble women under the stage began to keep calling his name. Jing Li couldn't help laughing. Unexpectedly, in a different world, people's minds were still the same. The star fans in this world were no worse than their own world. They shook their heads and withdrew their eyes. Jing Li lowered his head and drank a sip of wine.

"Good wine!" It was sweet and delicious, and the mouth was mellow. Jing Li couldn't help taking another sip. Linglong smiled and said, "I thought you were dumbfounded to see the beauty. I didn't expect to remember this wine."

"It's getting bigger and smaller." Reaching out and knocking on Linglong's head, Jing Li also smiled. Linglong smiled and whispered in Jing Li's ear, "This is not what your emperor is used to."

"Give you a pole, and you will know how to climb up?" Jing Li couldn't help laughing and saw that there was nothing to look at, Hua Feiliu! Although this man is beautiful, he is only far-sighted. She has never thought of finding a popular lover to be a man in her past and present life. She reached out and picked up the wine on the table and took another sip, and then stood up.

"Your Majesty, are you leaving?" Linglong is a little surprised. It seems that she is more reluctant to give up. The world is lustful, not to mention such beauty. It is also good to look at the eyes.

Jing Li turned around and looked at the figure who had stopped at some point. At this time, he was holding a guqin, and around him, those flowers were so ordinary and flat, like those men, which one went out and was not a beautiful man? Unfortunately, by Hua Feiliu's side, it was abrupt to compare.

Jing Li suddenly had a feeling, and a sentence popped up in his mind: "The spring curtain is frivolous, and the sarong is light. The pink is colorless and still enchanting.

Will the emperor go or not? Seeing that she was dumbfounded again, Linglong couldn't help touching her again. Jing Li came to his senses and immediately got up and said, "Let's go, I can't stay here. People say that beauty misleads the country. I don't have enough determination, so I won't force myself. Let's ask the waiter to pay the bill!"

"Yes!" Linglong turned around and went to call the waiter, but at this time, there was a noisy sound in the hall. When Jing Li turned around, he saw a woman in a dark yellow dress breaking into the table and forcibly holding Hua Feiliu's hand, and the other hand touched Hua Feiliu's face dishonestly.

The beautiful man's body has been leaning back as much as possible, but he still can't escape the woman's claws. The woman's behavior has caused public anger, but everyone only dares to scold under the stage. No one dares to stand up and say a fair word. Jing Li frowned. The spirit of the big woman in the bottom of my heart was suddenly stimulated.

"Beauty, go back with me, and from now on, you will be prosperous and have no worries about food and clothing all your life." The frivolous voice and this Yang dress made Jing Li unable to watch it any longer. She stood up and walked to the lower hall of the private room. Far away, Linglong saw this momentum and immediately trotted nervously.

But before Linglong came forward, Jing Li's high decibel voice had already exhaled: " Stop!"

"Who? Who is talking?" Everyone looked for it together, and finally found Jing Li in the crowd. There was a sea of people in the hall. It was really difficult to find a teenager who was originally not tall. When the woman on the stage saw her, the contempt in her eyes could be imagined. She let go of the flowers and willows and stood by the stage waiting for Jing Li to come.

At this time, the women in the hall seemed to be discussed. They silently gave Jing Li a small way. Jing Li walked all the way to the stage and looked up at the woman in front of him with a cold face.

She was noble at a young age. Although she was wearing the kind of clothes worn by any rich woman, there was always a faintly daunting temperament on her body. At first sight, the woman did not dare to be strong, but said in a bad tone, "Who are you? What's your last name? Why haven't I seen you?"

"I'm an official? Who are you?" Jing Li was not afraid of her and asked coldly. The woman smiled as soon as she heard it, and laughed arrogantly with the women who came up. Jing Li then found that behind him, he didn't know when he had surrounded a circle of people. Looking at that style, it must be the woman's dog's leg.

The woman listened to Jing Li's question and said with a sneer, "Aunt, tell you your name. Listen, you little baby. Your aunt is the top student in the new science this year, and Ling Cairong is also--"

Ling Cairong! The daughter of the Ling family, the richest man in the Ling family in Kyoto. Her mother Ling Jinzhi was originally an uncle of the imperial concubine in the palace. When the imperial concubine died, she wanted to protect the Ling family's wealth for a lifetime. She actually asked the emperor to give the name of an official businessman. The emperor responded to her. After that, for decades, the Ling family's way of doing business in Kyoto was unmatched.

Now Ling Cairong, the daughter of the Ling family, has pushed the Ling family to another illustrious person. Jing Li quickly recalled the information of the new champion, and then raised his eyes and smiled, "It turned out to be Ling Zhuangyuan, disrespectful and disrespectful."

"What kind of thing are you? You can't even kneel down? What's your last name? I want you to be good-looking. Seeing Jing Li's attitude, Ling Cairong immediately became angry. Jing Li smiled again. He raised his foot and climbed to the top of the stage. He looked at her and said, "I'm just a nobody. It's not worth mentioning, but it must be a great sin for you to pretend to be Lord Gao?"

"What did you say? Am I impersonating? Ling Cairong's voice was high. She looked at Jing Li in disbelief, and the people under the stage immediately began to talk about it. Everyone looked at Jing Li puzzledly. Ling Cairong and others are not familiar with it. Usually, they are fish and meat neighbors, and they are also a bully in this flower street. Who dares not give her face, and who doesn't know her? Question mark

Jing Li reached out and patted Ling Cairong's hand pointing to him. He said in a low voice, "I said you were pretending. Naturally, there is a reason. Lord Ling is the champion, and he must be talented. He raised his hands and threw his feet with noble elegance."