Gong E next to her reminded her in a whisper, and then came back to her senses. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info got up and saluted Zhao Guyi, and Yu Guang glanced at Sun Yunzhou again. Go outside. In his mind, he was thinking about Sun Yunzhou's words.

The life of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, the life of the parents, the life of the parents. So Yunzhou definitely doesn't want to marry. In this way, is it the wishful thinking of Zhuo Yirou's little slut?

In the hall, Zhao Guyi and Sun Yunzhou quietly continued to play chess. In the back palace, Emperor Sun Guifei was the main banquet and invited the foreign women.

Zhao Fengyao left the palace and got into the carriage that was already waiting.

The groom flicked his whip, and the carriage ran away. Liangyu sat in the car, lifted the curtain and looked at the driver outside the car, and then looked at the road ahead.

Putting down the curtain, Liangyu sat back in the car and looked at Zhao Fengyao on the side: "Master, let's really go to the Red Mansion?"

Zhao Fengyao turned his head to look at Liangyu, and his voice was cold: "Otherwise." ”

Liangyu pursed his lips and sat upright without speaking.

It's still more popular when I'm with Miss Zhuo Si. If you don't have a runny nose...... Liangyu suddenly twisted his body uncomfortably, pinched his sleeves with his fingers, and rubbed them again.

The carriage stopped outside Fireworks Alley, and Zhao Fengyao walked in. Stop-and-go, stop-and-go, and finally enter the famous Manchun Building in Kyoto.

The brothels during the day are not prosperous, there are not many people, there are still a few. Entering the Manchun Building, Zhao Fengyao stood at the door, walked a little rusty, and stopped again. Behind his back to look at the decoration of the building.

"Master, do you listen to music, watch dance, or talk with your sisters, or compose poems with pear blossoms and begonias. The old bustard next to him smiled like a flower, looking at Zhao Fengyao with a flattering face.

There were a number of female prostitutes standing on the railing, throwing flattering glances at Zhao Fengyao below, and calling with a smile: "Master, Shangnu is here to talk to you about music." ”

The bold one directly threw the handkerchief down lightly.

Zhao Fengyao immediately dodged sideways with a calm face, and his cold eyes swept up, immediately freezing the laughter of the female prostitutes.

The female prostitutes were frightened by Zhao Fengyao's eyes, and shrunk their necks to say no more. This man is made of ice!

Zhao Fengyao turned his head and said to the old bustard on the side: "Find a squirrel, you can play well." ”

"Hey, good luck!" the old bustard listened, shook the handkerchief with a smile, twisted his big belly and walked forward a few steps, and waved the handkerchief in his hand: "Xi'er, get ready!"

After that, he turned his head to look at Zhao Fengyao: "Son, come with the slave family." Guarantee your satisfaction. ”

"It's Sister Xi'er, this is a big shot. There was a prostitute muttering quietly.

"Isn't it a big man, who has that momentum and cold eyes. The prostitute on the side answered in a whisper.

watched the handsome man enter the room of the balcony, and sighed and entered the room: "Sister Xi'er is really blessed to be able to serve such a handsome man." ”

Zhao Fengyao entered the house, and Liangyu followed behind, turned around and closed the door.

Outside, there was a turtle man guarding the door, the room was full of flowers, there was an incense burner on the table, and incense was lit on it, and a faint cloud was misty.

There was a little maid in the room, standing aside with her hands down, and when she saw Zhao Fengyao, she took him to the table: "Son, please take a seat." As he spoke, he glanced at Zhao Fengyao, and his face suddenly turned red, so he buried his head lower.

Zhao Fengyao sat at the table, didn't pay attention to the little maid, just looked at the hazy figure sitting behind him through a flower screen in the room.

"Childe, please have tea. The little maid took the fresh tea she had just poured and handed it to Zhao Fengyao, and then stepped back.

Zhao Fengyao's eyes fell on the painting screen, looking at the hazy and beautiful figure behind him, his face was usually cold, and he didn't say much.

Suddenly, the woman's arm behind the screen moved slightly, and the sound of the piano came a few times, and after a few leisurely sounds, it slowly dispersed, followed by a female voice: "What song does the son want to listen to?"

Liangyu, who was standing behind Zhao Fengyao, raised his eyes and quietly glanced at the woman's figure, and lowered his head quietly.

Zhao Fengyao sat at the table, his back straight, and his face was cold and indifferent. After a while, he still replied: "Is the autumn moon of the Han Palace good?"

"Fabulous. The female voice replied softly, and then her arm was slightly raised, sweeping the strings, and a melodious sound came. It is Zhao Fengyao's "Autumn Moon in the Han Palace".

The piano sounded, and after a while, the little maid who was standing walked to the screen and pushed the screen away.

Zhao Fengyao clearly saw the sound and shadow of playing the piano inside, and hired Tingting delicately. He frowned, then let go.

Zhuo Yijia's people are really not simple.

Liangyu raised his eyes to look at the woman playing the piano in front of him, and the woman smiled at him when she saw his gaze. Liangyu opened his mouth wide in shock, and quickly closed it, and then lowered his head and made no sound. Isn't this woman the person next to Sanniang in the house outside Nancheng many years ago?

Xi'er, who has been painted with heavy makeup, looks very good, with two curved eyebrows, seductive eyes, red lips, and white cheeks with fine powder and rouge. The whole person lined with flowers on the forehead is bright.

She looked at Zhao Fengyao and bowed her head to salute. But the sound of the piano in his hand did not stop.

Zhao Fengyao glanced at her, looked away, and stood up to look inside the room. The sound of the piano continued, and the little maid walked out with her head down.

Liangyu followed behind Zhao Fengyao, and secretly glanced at Xi'er, who was sitting and playing the piano, and sighed again in his heart. This woman with makeup is the same as the original, how are they two people?

Zhao Fengyao looked at the room, listening to the leisurely body of the piano on the side, and suddenly there was a sound of pushing the door in the compartment.

He turned his head to look and saw Chen Sanniang dressed in plain clothes and wearing a tourmaline hairpin on her head, walking in from the compartment.

"Sanniang has seen the son. Chen Sanniang walked next to Zhao Fengyao and bowed. She is Zhuo Yijia's subordinate, not a high-ranking official in the court, and in front of Zhao Fengyao, she doesn't need to claim to be a subordinate.

Seeing Chen Sanniang, the coldness on Zhao Fengyao's face dissipated a little, his indifferent face was indifferent, and the words he said were still gentle: "Sanniang, please get up and sit down." As he spoke, he compared the table beside him, and sat down first.

was assassinated back then, in order to save him, Chen Sanniang also made a contribution. has life-saving kindness to himself, no matter how much, Zhao Fengyao's heart is also different from others. He spoke a little softer.

Seeing Zhao Fengyao sit down, Chen Sanniang also sat down on the other side of the table.

"Why did the prince come here today?" After Sanniang sat down, she opened her mouth and asked.

This is the first time Zhao Fengyao has met since returning to Beijing. But the letters were exchanged before.

"Streamer is far away in the Northland, and before returning to Beijing, she explained that I would meet you all. Jingzhong, it's inconvenient for me to see Shopkeeper Yan and Qingling, so I'll see you first. Zhao Fengyao looked at Chen Sanniang and said.

"Streamer?" Chen Sanniang frowned slightly and looked at Zhao Fengyao.

Her little print. Zhao Fengyao replied.