Chapter 18: Painting the bune

"This is interesting. Is dancing a wonderful song and dance? What about the clothes?" Lan Ruoyan is a little curious.

"The two are not only excellent in singing and dancing, but also have great achievements in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The two painting boats have also been fighting in the dark, thinking about who can be proud of the Qinhuai River. In this way, one of the paintings will be greater regardless of its fame and utilization value." With that, there was a little interest in his eyes.

"One mountain does not allow two tigers. The song and dance of this appearance, the peaceful scene, I don't know how dirty it is in the back." Lan Ruoyan said calmly.

"Ha ha, you can see it thoroughly..." Without saying anything more, he only smiled spoiledly and made a gesture of invitation.

Looking at his gesture, Lan Ruoyan was very obedient to enjoy the gentlemanly demeanor of the handsome man, and walked away with her hands on her back and waist.

Su Mu looked at Lan Ruoyan's back and smiled deeper.

Lan Ruoyan stood still on the deck, her clothes fluttering, and the lights on the Qinhuai River were reflected on her white face, with slightly upturned lips and a smile. She visited the ancient painting boat for the first time. I don't know what the brothel here would look like.

The smoke is shallow in the painting, and the sun is light in the sun.

"Yo, such a handsome young man, come here for the first time. Do you admire the name of our light clothes, and you have a vision..." A middle-aged woman with heavy makeup looked at Lan Ruoyan in a proud tone.

The scene of the Qinhuai River, singing and singing all night. Among them, there are many paintings and the world of dusty women, which has become the most prosperous song and dance place in the capital.

Many brothel paintings take in lonely virgins with their parents. They taught him piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, singing and dancing. When they grew up, they became the signboard in the brothel. A brothel woman can't avoid the ups and downs of her fate, and everyone has a twist and turns.

"No, we have an appointment..." Lan Ruoyan left these words faintly and walked in.

"Oh, I don't know who the prince made an appointment with?" The old lady pinched her throat, twisted the snake's waist, and asked curiously. Since the prince who didn't meet for the first time, she said that she had made an appointment, she should know that her dance light is one of the top brands on the whole Qinhuai River. There are many visitors every day. Only the two of them are qualified to choose benefactors. Of course, they also need to be pulled out the day before yesterday. You have to be the first.

"You don't need to know this." How did she know who she dated? Lan Ruofeng slipped in first, and she still has to find him now.

The old girl was about to say something when she caught a glimpse of Su Mu following her, and suddenly smiled brightly. "Lord Su, why did you come here now? Wuqing is already ready upstairs. With you coming, I don't know how much we need to add color."

Su Mu said modestly, "I dare not. This is my friend. Mother Li doesn't have to greet us for the first time." As he spoke, he walked to Lan Ruoyan. He didn't see the old girl's face and walked straight in.

The crows in the world are as black, just like the old lady in the world, they only recognize money and power. Lan Ruoyan handed an eyeball to the half-old and charming madam, but the dark blocking made her unable to see her face clearly.

Lan Ruoyan secretly looked at Su Mu beside him, still elegant. She observed him secretly for a day, but she really didn't see that his facial expression fluctuated greatly. The clouds were light and the wind was light, always smiling, and she was polite to everyone. This man's cultivation and demeanor are from the bottom of his heart. After a day with him, he really didn't feel a sense of oppression, Lan Ruoyan said in his heart.

Suddenly, Xuan Yuanchen's smiling face appeared in his mind, and his smile never reached the bottom of his eyes. When those deep eyes stared at a person, it seemed that he wanted to see through him through. Lan Ruoyan closed his clothes, how could he suddenly think of him? Just thinking about it, you can feel a strong sense of oppression. The person's aura is too strong.

I don't know if she found that she had run away, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, he promised that he could leave the house at will. The gentleman said a quick whip, and even if he found it, it was not good. Since the promise was so easy at the beginning, she had to hold it, so she didn't have to worry about him.

The first floor of the painting is a hall, which is a place for those romantic talents to drink, write poems, taste tea and chat. It is open on all sides, with five-color light mantle hanging, and the windows are wide open, which is convenient for guests in the lake to enjoy the night view. In a place that can accommodate about 40 to 50 people, tables and chairs have been set up in the space, and you can sit down and eat at will.

The hall has set up a small stage, which is a place for singing and dancing. At present, it is empty and obviously not yet. If someone points out the point of dancing light clothing, money alone is not enough, and they have to answer their own questions.

There were already many people sitting in the lobby, and only one person said, "Yesterday, I almost got the favor of the dance. Tonight, I can become a guest of the curtain, but I was robbed by others."

"Are you talking about those two noble sons last night? Don't complain. Those two people, regardless of their appearance, are above you and me. They are really talented and practical, and they are not fake. It's too much for you to say this. The person next to me picked up.

"Isn't it that you can't see the dance light tonight? Why do you take it seriously?" The man's mind was exposed and he was not annoyed, but he was still a little unwilling.

Does this dance really have such a charm? I don't know which one is crazier with those modern stars and fans. However, there are many rich people here, but some dignitaries occasionally linger here. Even if there is any impulsive event, they should be strangled in the cradle.

Lan Ruoyan thought interestingly and found that as soon as she came in, she saw someone nodding with Su Mu. She looked at Su Mu curiously.

"Those are officials with me, but they have contact with public affairs, have no deep friendship, and come to such a place to relax and not talk about business. Nodding, it's just a greeting, which is a tacit understanding formed by everyone over time. Su Mu said thoughtfully.

Lan Ruoyan nodded with understanding, and it turned out that there was this one. I saw Lan Ruofeng sitting in the window seat drinking tea and watching the scenery. Lan Ruoyan suddenly felt that the rumor was unreliable. This man loves his sister so much, but now he throws her to others. He is leisurely here. This brother needs to be studied.

"Here, I took a seat..." Lan Ruofeng waved his hand.

It turned out that in ancient times, princes and nobles would not lack the number of seats. Lan Ruoyan came to a conclusion in her heart, but she didn't know that with the status of Lan Qifeng and Lan Ruofeng in the court, as long as they are knowledgeable people inside and outside the court, they know that they should be courty. The reason why Lan Ruofeng left her and Su Mu alone was to miss Lan Ruoyan's inconclusive love for Su Mu.

Lan Ruoyan and Su Mu tacitly walked there.

Just as she was about to cross the threshold, Lan Ruoyan felt that the boat suddenly moved. For a moment, she didn't pay attention. Before she crossed the threshold under her feet, she suddenly stood firmly and was about to have a close contact with the earth.

"Be careful!" Su Mu's eyes were fast, and as soon as he fished his long hands, he firmly fixed Lan Ruoyan in his arms.

Lan Ruoyan stabilized her body in Su Mu's arms, smelled the faint fragrance on Su Mu's body, and suddenly blushed to her neck. He struggled in his arms and whispered, "Thank you."

Su Mu looked at the fragrant soft jade in his arms, his cheeks were red, his lips closed, and he hurriedly let go of his hand.

"Nothing, as long as you're fine." The tone is a little unnatural. The boat has just started and rowed to the lake, so that everyone can swim in the lake and enjoy the scenery.

In order to be embarrassed, Lan Ruoyan made a "oh" and walked straight to Lan Ruofeng's table.

"Why do you sit here? Isn't it easy to watch the dance?" As soon as Lan Ruoyan sat down, she questioned Lan Ruofeng in a loud voice, as if to ease the unnaturalness just now.

"Wait here first, it's not yet..." Lan Ruofeng smiled and said, "Brother, take a seat here first and wait for you to come."

Lan Ruoyan listened to him and was obviously afraid that she would ask him for guilt and run away. Now he said so nicely, "Didn't you say it was predetermined?" He has to demolish his platform.

"This...is, yes. Isn't it time?" Lan Ruofeng was a little uncomfortable. If he had known that he would have done these hard things, he would have made him look embarrassed now.

Su Mu looked at the teenager and his friend Lan Ruofeng in front of him, and suddenly felt that this was the relationship between brothers and sisters with blood thicker than water. They are usually noisy, and the more they are, the deeper the feelings are.

"Son Su, Mr. Lan, and this little son, our young lady is invited." A beautiful little girl walked to the table and whispered.

The three people got up and followed. Lan Ruoyan caught a glimpse of Lan Ruofeng's imperceptible breath, and she was a little proud.

Everyone watched the three of them walk to the second floor under the leadership of the little girl, and all of them revealed a sense of envy. Lan Ruoyan looked back at the crowd. Although some people were unwilling to say that they were unwilling, no one provoked the incident, just like the two people at the beginning, and they could not help but feel that there was Some strange. With the killer's own keen intuition, Lan Ruoyan felt that this place might not be more than just a painting.

The window on the second floor is a floor-to-ceiling window. Looking out, the lake is near and far, and the twilight is reflected on the lake, accompanied by the lights of the lake.

A refreshing breeze came, and I couldn't help feeling comfortable. I couldn't help stopping, squinting to enjoy the comfort and suddenly felt that my forehead moved gently. When I opened my eyes, I saw a pink petal, fresh with a sweet and greasy fragrance. He pinched one hand and played with it, bowed his head and sniffed.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and one hand fell from the sky and took the petals from his hand and threw them out of the window.

"Alas..." Lan Ruoyan looked at the culprit in front of him with dissatisfaction, "Why did you throw it away? What a fragrant flower..."

"It's good to you. Don't touch anything. This is a painting." Lan Ruoyan looked at the serious Lan Ruofeng in front of him in surprise.

Before time to think about it, Lan Ruoyan felt a little hot, "What's the matter?" She put her cheek on her hand and said intoxicatedly, feeling like she was drunk, but she didn't have time to drink a cup of tea, let alone wine.

As soon as Lan Ruofeng saw this, he quickly poured a glass of cold water from the next table and poured it down to Lan Ruoyan with his own hand.

"Cough..." Lan Ruoyan was iced from head to toe by such a glass of cold water before she could react. Although it's not winter, the wind and cold water on the autumn night still wake up. What flower was that just now? Why is it so strange?"