011 Flower House

Ji Guo. Yunjing. Luoshui Pavilion.

This is the largest flower building in the capital. The building is rich and luxuriously decorated. There are cars and horses in front of the door. Tens of thousands of people are naturally moved because of the beautiful women here and famous.

Moreover, since the amazing scene ten days ago, this pavilion has become even more famous. It happens to be another ten-day period. Outside the Luoshui Pavilion, the carriages and horses are lined up in a long queue. The stables in the pavilion have not been enough for a long time. The whole long street extends far away, and the shops on both sides are full of gaps. There are horseshoes on both sides of the long street. The sound keeps coming.

The old lady of Luoshui Pavilion is so happy that she can't see her eyebrows. Who has ever thought that such a good thing would fall on her head out of thin air? Although the woman is a little strange, she is a woman with ability and beauty. Which one is low-brow? What's more, her skills are extraordinary. She dances, but the sword.

That pair of sharp blades can fly out of all kinds of brilliance in her hand, sometimes soft, sometimes cold, really shining and soul-catching. Swords are all murderous weapons. Ordinary people feel unlucky until they stick to it, but they don't think it's this thing, which makes her Luoshui Pavilion simply fight for gold every day.

Besides, although the woman is covered with half a face when she sees it, those eyes alone attract people to pull it away once they stick to it. Yin Niang crawled out in this industry. Naturally, she saw that the woman's origin was extraordinary, and she was by no means a person in the dust. Although she was moved at that time, she was afraid of being implicated by her and was a little hesitant.

As a result, she opened the stage to perform that night. The ordinary song made her dance in all kinds of postures, and the seven souls and six souls of the people who were born were gone.

Luoshui Pavilion became famous overnight because of this. Needless to say, even the neighboring counties and even several counties far away are admired by people, and the silver is like flowing water. This was originally Fu Jia Liulian's golden nest, but now she is famous, and the happy silver lady is in full bloom, and she can't wait to worship this girl.

It's a pity that after the girl's song, she doesn't want to dance again. She will have to re-open it every ten days. She usually doesn't see guests. She only strokes the piano in her room, but she never thought that she is not only good at sword dancing, but also the beauty of the piano sound is unheard of. Yin Niang was originally not dancing for her and turned around anxiously. At least, it didn't work. She almost wanted to force her to be strong. However, because she heard the sound of the piano, she softened her posture and persuaded her for a long time. Finally, she promised Yin Niang to set up an elegant seat under her attic. As long as the guests were not noisy, she would play the piano three times a day.

When Yin Niang got this consent, she naturally showed her skills and took advantage of this condition to the extreme. On the contrary, I agree with the girl's strange and arrogant attitude. The more the man who came here couldn't get it, the more he scratched his heart. He toss and turned and was obsessed with his heart, all because of the three words "can't get". The higher the posture, the more she can improve her value. When her gold and silver plate is full, it will naturally come to the time when everyone's interest fades.

Therefore, she took the girl's attic as the boundary and set up an elegant seat under the courtyard. Ten days later, the number of elegant seats has increased day by day, extending from the flower hall in the middle, and the seekers are still endless. Yin Niang was in a hurry and let all the other four or five girls who used to live around the attic move out and decorate them, which became a higher-priced near-water platform. Although the attic looked at each other, the window on her side was always lowered, and she could only faintly see a shadow after half of her life, but this alone was enough to become a reason for the rich children to compete for land.

Yin Niang was dazzled by counting money these days, and the road was a little unstable. She slowly walked up the small building with the stairs, gently knocked a few times outside the door, and whispered softly: "Daughter! Today is very lively. The whole long street is full of cars and horses, and the hall is even more crowded. They are waiting with their necks up! Did your daughter stop packing up? Did you just let Xiao Xier bring the ginseng soup to drink?

There was a moment of silence in the room, and a charming voice said softly, "Thank you for your care. There is still a greeting in the front. Mom can go to work by herself. The daughter is almost ready here, that is, let them wait a while, and then the lottery will be bigger, isn't it?"

"Oh, it's really my sweetheart. I know my mother's heart so well that I can't hurt the person. Then you can come out later, ah." After Yin Niang said softly, she twisted and went downstairs.

In the room, through the main hall, it is a small suite with a second entrance, which is larger than other attic rooms. The soft couch folding screen and slate tables are all available. In the east, behind the long six-fold hibiscus screen, there is a large bed with a water-colored mantle. On the side of the big bed, a woman was sitting in front of the dressing table through the hanging water brocade curtain.

The oval makeup mirror in front of her printed her unique appearance. She had a faint rouge on her cheeks, slightly ruddy to the end of her eyes. Her thin eyebrows were long and soft, and her thick eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings. Her eyes were like water vapor vines, which set off her pupils like the purest black pearls. As long as the owner of the eyes is willing, these eyes can give off the most attractive eyes. But at this moment, his eyes were cold, and he looked through the mirror and looked at the person beside him.

The man was dressed in a black robe, decorated with dark red flower prints. The robe fit into a delicate curve, which set off her figure. At this time, she was leaning against the edge of the door of the house and said with a smile, "Why do you look at me like such hatred? Haven't you skipped a game?" Hearing this voice, it turned out to be the person who just talked to Yin Niang.

The man in front of the mirror said coldly, "It's the second ten days. You'd better remember."

"Of course I remember." The woman in black robe stretched out her finger and touched her temples. "Ten days ago, she appeared, so she waited for ten days to let him know to prepare for him, and she will definitely come today. Can't you believe yourself or don't believe him?

"He?" The man in front of the mirror snorted coldly: "I don't know if he is a ghost. How can I believe it!" As she spoke, she stood up. She was only wearing a simple white robe. At this time, she went behind the screen and picked up another fresh-colored four-breasted robe and put it outside. The woman in black robe leaning against the door twisted and walked over and reached out to take care of her. Her movements were a little reluctant, and her voice was even more jealous. "Why are all the clothes on you rigid? Can't you be softer? Laugh, can't you?"

"No!" The man turned his head and took care of himself.

The woman in black looked behind her and pulled the corners of her mouth, "It's really great. Bai Shaoqing, when you arrive at the flower building, do you still want to take your saint's car?" It's so resolute. Why did you be soft at the beginning?

"Did I tell you that you would understand?" Bai Shaoqing glanced at her and looked at her fingertips trembling slightly again. He couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Yes, she is soft. After leaving the snowy mountain, he immediately returned to the place where the moon shadow stopped the carriage. Sure enough, after a while, someone answered. When he woke up again, he had returned to the valley. Seeing her coming back, Ling Qiushui didn't even care about the whereabouts of Yue Chongjin and the so-called treasure at all, as if nothing had happened at the beginning. She just returned to where she should have returned.

Next, Bai Shaoqing lived in the villa. She was free to walk around and was not monitored at all, but she could not see more faces except Ling Qiushui and three or five people in black, let alone Mu Yao's shadow.

So she waited. Eight days later, Ling Qiushui finally took her out of the valley. This time, the condition was to come to Jiguo. The trip seemed to be the same as she expected, but after she came, what she was asked to do was a little strange and beyond her imagination.

Hua Kui in the museum? She never dreamed that one day she would go to such a point, but the fact was that she had no choice but to follow the knotted rope. Therefore, she let nature take its course and accept the task. But this does not mean that she is willing to be at the mercy of others, not to mention that Ling Qiushui is by her side every day.

"Oh, no, this hair style is too old-fashioned. You are not married to a woman who has a child. I can't stand it anymore." Ling Qiushui is now bickering with her. As she said, she turned over and folded Bai Shaoqing's hair regardless. She circled left and right, gritted her teeth and tilted her head. After a while, she nodded with satisfaction, "Uh-huh. That's what it looks like."

Bai Shaoqing turned slightly to the beginning and looked in the mirror. He saw a green silk tied into a butterfly bun by her, and the tail of her hair was thrown out two tails like a butterfly. Such a hair-style sword swung and flew, which was more in line with what she was going to do now.

"How's it going?" Ling Qiushui said proudly, "Not bad, right?"

"Hmm." Bai Shaoqing rarely agreed with her and nodded. She was stunned and wanted to laugh, but she heard Bai Shaoqing continue to say, "In the future, if you are poor and have no food to eat, it is also suitable to come to the flower house to do something." Lishi is the person in charge of the girls' dress-up in Hualou, and his status is even lower.

Lingqiu Shuiqi's chest jumped, gritted his teeth and said, "Bai Shaoqing!"

She ignored it at all. She turned around and took a veil to cover her eyes, lifted a thin-edged sword on the edge of the table, and came out. Lingqiu hummed and stamped his feet in place and followed him out.