Chapter 3: An Oiran from a Foreign Land
As the bell got closer and closer, a young woman walked slowly from upstairs, her slender ankles looming as she descended the stairs. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The bell was tied to her ankles and wrists, and fluttered with her every movement, and the whole hall was eerily silent, except for her bell, which jingled and sounded very ethereal.
The red light veil on her body dragged the ground, like the most red lotus flower, one lotus flower at a time, one step at a time.
She walked up to Wang Mengning and stood still, unveiled her veil with her bare hands, and caused countless exclamations.
Wang Mengning couldn't help but be obsessed, "Wow, it's so beautiful・・・・・・・"
Red Sleeves smiled slightly, taking away the souls of countless people, her red lips that were so delicate that people couldn't help but want to taste a mouthful, opened slightly at the moment, and with her exotic face, it was so beautiful that people almost forgot everything around them.
She is not like a small jasper like a Jiangnan woman, she is as pure as a hibiscus out of the water. She is more like a red lotus blooming on the snowy plateau, so beautiful that it is so beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people feel untouchable, untouchable, and even suffocating.
Her deep amber eyes seem to carry an innate amount of sadness, which is distressing and unpredictable.
Her slightly hoarse voice remembered in the middle of the hall, like the pure and impurity-free jade left behind after the baptism of wind and sand, and every word she revealed was as mysterious as a distant dream from the valley.
"The little woman's name is Red Sleeves, and she comes from the ancient country of Xiliang in the desert."
Everyone sighed again.
Xiliang, the existence that is like a secret realm in the eyes of everyone. Legend has it that it is the abode of the gods in the mortal world, and it is cold all day long, and ordinary people can't stand that cold.
The people who live there are closest to the gods, their bodies as clear and transparent as springs, and their hearts as calm as ice and snow. They drink dew and eat flower petals, which is no different from fairies who do not eat fireworks in the world, but what about the woman in front of them? Why did she come here?
Thinking of this, Wang Mengning looked at her with scrutinizing eyes.
Red Sleeves smiled at her, this smile was mixed with a bit of bitter emotion, which made Wang Mengning even more confused.
Did she suffer any unspeakable suffering?
Just as Wang Mengning was wandering, the hall remembered exotic music, and then the red sleeves danced on the stage, and the red sleeves flew up, like a butterfly that entered the heavens and the earth, weaving an illusion of no sadness and no pain for people.
Wang Meng's eyes looked at her inch by inch, the appearance of this woman was like a mystery, a mystery that could never be solved.
After a dance, the red sleeves retracted their skirts and stood quietly aside, and the flower girl walked up to the stage with a radiant face and took her hand, waving a handkerchief that I don't know how much incense powder was sprinkled and said, "Are you still satisfied?" ”
Wang Mengning couldn't help but sneeze a few times, glanced at Hua Niang's handkerchief with disgust, rubbed her nose and said to everyone: "Satisfied." ”
Hua Niang also nodded with satisfaction, "Our red-sleeved girl is a big celebrity, and we have privileges." ”
Wang Mengning couldn't help but smile, with her experience of appearing in Fengyue Place several times, it was really unheard of.
"What privilege?"
"Don't sell it, say it quickly."
"What kind of privilege the hell?"
“・・・・・・・”
After earning enough gimmicks, the old bustard finally spoke: "The red-sleeved girl can choose a son and accompany him for one night for free!" ”
As soon as she said it, the audience was out of control, and everyone scrambled forward, not knowing whether to rush for the free sentence or to accompany the red sleeves for one night.
Wang Mengning's small body had long been submerged in a group of strong men, and it was squeezed to the point that it was almost deformed. Fortunately, Qin'er quickly lifted her to a relatively safe corner on the side and stood.
Wang Mengning breathed a sigh of relief, "It's terrible, this group of men is really, like wolves and tigers." ”
Qin'er looked at the rioting crowd and couldn't help but persuade, "Miss, let's go, we can't stay here for a long time." ”
Wang Mengning nodded like pounding garlic, "Let's go, otherwise my life will be lost." ”
Just when Wang Mengning was about to pull Qin'er away, Hua Niang pointed with her hand, and her voice came from the stage from afar, "Don't squeeze everyone, the red-sleeved girl chose Xiao Erye tonight."
All the clutter came to an abrupt end, and after receiving a series of vicious glances, Wang Mengning turned around stiffly from her daze, and she whispered to Qin'er: "Why do I think this sentence of the old bustard sounds weird?" ”
Qin'er nodded in agreement, "I think ・・・・・・・ too"
How do you feel that your own lady is the one for others to choose...... Well...... What's that......
Before she had time to think, Wang Mengning met the smiling face of the red sleeves, and her deep eyes saw everything, as if she wanted to see through her.
She forgot the envious, jealous and hateful eyes around her, and looked at Red Sleeves inquiringly, why, she couldn't take her eyes off・・・・・・