The red sleeves on the stage unfolded the ink and swept them one by one. Her eyebrows were furrowed, her eyes were angry, and most of these essays were some sour poems and obscene words, which were far from what she thought in her heart, and Red Sleeves couldn't help but be disappointed. Just as Red Sleeves was about to give up, a line of beautiful handwriting jumped into her eyes. She took out the square handkerchief, unfolded it and looked at it carefully, and there was only one line written on the square handkerchief: "One after another, it is full of air, and the silk fragrance is scattered." ”

"Click, click—"

Teardrops the size of beans dripped down on the square handkerchief, wetting the handwriting. With tears in her eyes, Red Sleeves put the square handkerchief close to her heart, it turned out that there was really a confidant who understood her mind, and if she could find such a confidant, it would be worth it even if she died immediately! It's a pity that there is no money on this square handkerchief...... Red Sleeves bit her lower lip gently, this person saw through his heart through the sound of the piano, and was regarded as a bosom friend by himself, but this person seemed to have no intention of spending the Spring Festival with her. There was a faint refreshing aroma on the handkerchief, more like a woman's thing, could it be that this bosom friend of mine was actually a woman?

Redsleeves looked up, his eyes eagerly searching the crowd, perhaps, the man was also watching her at the moment.

"Pregnant girl, look! That prostitute is looking over here with your square handkerchief in her hand!" Luo Ying clapped her palms and whispered, her eyes just met the red sleeves in the stands, the red sleeves smiled shyly, and nodded slightly at Luo Ying.

Pregnant Qiao and Xiaoman glanced at each other and smiled, "I'm afraid that the red-sleeved girl is going to misunderstand now......"

Luo Ying turned to look at Pregnant Qiao, and said with a puzzled face: "What is the misunderstanding?"

"Well...... That red-sleeved girl must have thought that the handwriting on that square handkerchief was written by you, maybe she has taken a fancy to you and wants to recruit you as a guest of the curtain!" Xiao Man pointed to Luo Ying, who was dressed as a man, and covered his mouth and chuckled.

"What? It's just nonsense! How does this make that?" Luo Ying stomped her feet angrily and sat down on the wooden chair beside her.

"Princess Luo Ying, how can this red-sleeved girl say that she is also your clansman, and you can't bear to watch her jump into the fire pit?"

Hearing what Pregnant Qiao said, Luo Ying hesitated a little again, this red-sleeved girl has some talent and integrity, if she continues to stay in the Star Picking Tower, I am afraid it will not be long before she will become a remnant of flowers and willows full of copper smell. Luo Ying pouted, and said with an indignant expression: "It's obvious that the pregnant girl caused the trouble, and I want to take the blame for others......"

"Who told you to look at the red-sleeved girl in the right eye? The red-sleeved girl has been looking this way! Miss Luo Ying, go to the stage to find her, lest people wait in a hurry!"

Luo Ying snorted lightly and said, "Just go, what's the big deal!" She lifted her robe and stood up, and before she could walk out of the door, she saw a woman dressed as a maid hurriedly walked up to the high platform and whispered a few words in the ear of the red sleeves.

After listening to what the maid said, Red Sleeves' expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at the maidservant, and whispered, "This is what the flower girl means?"

The maidservant glanced at the audience, her lips tightened, and she nodded quickly.

"I'm going to ask her personally!" Red Sleeves finished and walked off the high platform on his own. The woman dressed as a handmaid looked panicked and hurriedly chased after Red Sleeves.

When everyone in the audience saw Red Sleeves leave, they all whispered: "What's going on? Why did people step down?"

"Yes, isn't it the girl with red sleeves who opens the red hanger? What is the result, I have to give everyone an explanation, right?"

"Isn't there any hidden secret in this?"

“......”

A small servant wearing a square hat and a linen shirt bowed down to the high platform, bowed to the guests in the audience, and said in a loud voice: "Distinguished guests, I'm really sorry! ”

"What kind of thing are you? Is there no one in the Star Picking Tower, and you actually let a slave send me away?"

"Yes, get out of here, let the girl in the red sleeves come out!"

"Get down, get down......"

The shouts and scolding of the audience came and went, wave after wave, and some people also threw the tea cup and fruit peel in their hands to the high platform.

"Hahahaha-"

With a wave of laughter, a woman wearing a smoky embroidered dress and a peony silk flower jumped onto the high platform. She stomped her foot slightly, and a terrible wave of air swept away from her feet in all directions.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, and closed their mouths in shock, they didn't expect that in such a Fengyue place as the Star Picking Tower, there was actually a master of the Six-Rank Immortal Realm hidden!

"Do you look down on me Hua Niang!" Hua Niang smiled coldly and looked at the people in the audience with half-squinted eyes.

The people in the audience, you look at me, I look at you, all of them stopped talking, and the few people who took the lead in making trouble still dodged back with a weak heart.

Hua Niang's eyes patrolled around the audience before she slowly spoke: "This is the end of today's red ceremony." The red-sleeved girl is extremely talented, and being able to be favored by the big man of the Demon Sect is also a blessing from her three lifetimes. As the top brand of the Star Picking Building, she always has to come out to pick up customers, and then invite you to come and cheer!"

If you can be selected by the red-sleeved girl and become her guest of the scene, it would be great, and it would be a good story to spread it! It's a pity that this dream was shattered. Even though they had a lot of dissatisfaction in their hearts, they didn't dare to say anything, after all, what was standing on the stage was a Great Luo Jin Immortal of the Six-Rank Immortal Realm! Moreover, there was also the support of the Demon Sect behind the Star Picking Tower.

Hua Niang bowed slightly to the people in the audience, changed her words, and chuckled: "Of course, today's matter is considered to be a poor reception in the Star Picking Building, and all your wine money is recorded in my Hua Niang's account!" As soon as Hua Niang's voice fell, the atmosphere in the venue eased slightly.

"Bang-"

A loud noise came, I don't know who overturned the tea table, the man stepped on the broken wooden table with one foot, pointed to the flower girl on the stage and shouted: "I said that I want to find a bosom friend with the sound of the piano, how can I go back on my word?"

Everyone raised their heads and followed the voice, only to see that the person who spoke turned out to be a handsome young man in green, and they couldn't help but sweat for this young man, there are really people who are not afraid of death!

Hua Niang looked at the young man with her eyes and said coldly: "This son is so eye-catching, I'm afraid he is not a local, right?"

The green-clothed young man snorted coldly, his sword eyebrows raised, "What if you're not a local?

The corners of Hua Niang's mouth twitched, and she barely squeezed out a smile, and refuted: "Naturally not!"

"That's fine! Ask the red-sleeved girl to come out and see her, and I will ask her in person if the square handkerchief that reads 'Falling into the sky, the slightest fragrance is scattered' has been taken away by her!"