One is that there are words of suffering and many worries.

One is always in love, but always trapped by love.

The rest of the one is a wooden head, a tendon, a lack of heart and eyes, and a cocoon that binds itself.

Well, in short, it's a very troublesome character.

The story has developed to this point, it is a bit stalemate, Miaomiao has never been able to get out of her own knot, and Huang Qi is a character who may regret at any time to break the mirror and reunite, pity Wen Er's affection, but he is a prison and traps himself in this fog.

The author doesn't want to take it with me, in fact, even though everyone is emotionally frustrated, life is still a real life.

The emperor fought the battlefield, Wen Ershao withstood the pressure of his family, and was wholeheartedly good to Miaomiao, and at the same time he was also a businessman, as for Miaomiao, in order to divert his attention, it was also an excellent choice to work hard for his career. Since the story of the three is currently in a fog, the author will choose another character, look at the story from her point of view, and promote the story to continue to develop.

Maybe this should be a new story! Let's listen to the author's details.

The story takes place on the banks of the Qinhuai River.

The merry place on the banks of the Qinhuai River is the most prestigious in Nineteenth Street, and if you have been to Qinhuai but have not been to Nineteenth Street, you can only say that you have come in vain.

There is a saying that the water and soil in the south of the Yangtze River raise people, and the beauties in the south of the Yangtze River are all beautiful and beautiful, and they can make people's souls take away at a glance.

And because the two wives of the current emperor are Jiangnan girls, one is the current queen, the niece of the queen mother, Situ Hongdou, a typical Jiangnan beauty, with skin like condensation, face like peach blossoms, and amazing beauty. As for the other one, when the emperor was still a prince, he married an imperial concubine named Shen Miaomiao, Shen Miaomiao's mother is from Jiangnan, and she also accounts for half of the Jiangnan blood.

Even the emperor liked the Jiangnan people. It can be seen how wonderful Jiangnan people are, and for a while, the dignitaries and nobles in the capital love to run to Jiangnan, just to see the rumored Jiangnan style.

What I want to talk about today is the Qingyi Pavilion and Chunfeng Ferry in the 19th Street on the bank of the Qinhuai River. These two are the two largest flower buildings on Nineteenth Street, and the hero of today's story is a little prostitute in Qingyi Pavilion - Duan Lianyi.

If you want to talk about this ripple, it is actually a delicate and lovely appearance, if someone comes here, maybe you will be disappointed.

It's a good moonlight today. The osmanthus flowers that want to come to the west of the city are about to bloom.

Duan Ripple's gaze suddenly moved from the scenery in front of him to the window, looking at the autumn water of the river, reflecting the red wine and green lights on the riverside in the night, and the warblers singing and dancing.

She was a little absent-minded.

The old guy beside him suddenly let out a few more snorts, and Duan Lianyi withdrew his eyes and glared at the thing in front of him without a trace.

This and so．

After all, this old guy is already old, and now he vents, I am afraid that it will be impossible to regroup tonight, and I can't help but feel a little sympathy.

Duan Lianyi quietly suppressed the disgust in his heart, and softened down to snuggle up beside the old guy. Sweaty and panting. She had just made a small plan, so that the old guy would lose his armor early, and now she didn't dare to take Joe again, in case the old guy turned his face in anger and didn't recognize anyone, she had to drink the northwest wind.

The old guy eased up a little, stretched out his hand and took Duan Lianyi in his arms, and his rough palm touched Duan Lianyi's whole body, kissing and kissing, and he couldn't lose anything at all.

Duan Lianyi is also called Duan Qi Niang. Easy to remember.

Duan Lianyi giggled, a little reluctant to return, and let him go.

After Wen Cun was over, he neatly gave her two silver tickets. He pinched her ass hard again, and then turned to leave.

Duan Lianyi covered the silver ticket that was still hot in his arms, looked up at the figure of the person leaving, his heart jumped, and he didn't care about distinguishing the truth from the fake, so he hurriedly stepped forward. The slender jade fingers grabbed the man's hand, and his body seemed to have no bones, and he fell to the ground on his stomach. With a casual sigh, the red lips chased the man's kiss, and when the person was hooked a little monkey anxious, she retreated lightly, a pair of pupils cut the autumn water, full of affection and reluctance. The jade finger rested on the man's lips, blocking the man's desire, and the smile was shy and timid: "Master Zhang, Qi Niang will definitely compensate you well next time"

After speaking, he seemed to be too ashamed to do anything, twisted his small waist and got behind the pink and purple gauze curtain, leaving a room of incense.

The old guy was hooked so tightly that his throat was tight, and he loved her so pure and shy no matter how many times he had the joy of fish and water.

But what prostitute in the world is really pure and shy? Amusing.

It's just a game for a living person's food and a body covering, and every scene, since everyone takes what they need, then this is a good deal.

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Although Qinhuai is not the richest place in the south of the Yangtze River, the land of fireworks is always a romantic appearance, and the spring breeze every year can always decorate the Qinhuai River beautifully, and it looks like a grand scene of glory and wealth.

And Qingyi Pavilion, is one of the best in the Qinhuai River, Qingyi Pavilion has a master Oiran Qufu, it is rumored that the country is overwhelmed, beautiful as a fairy, although the reputation is not as good as the willow Piaopiao of the spring breeze next door, because her temperament is more pure and outstanding, and the art is not sold out, compared with Liu Piaopiao, the limelight is naturally not as good as Liu Piaopiao.

But Duan Lianyi felt that the two of them had their own beauty methods, in short, they were more beautiful than her.

When Duan Lianyi was ten years old, he was sold to Qingyi Pavilion by his father, and he followed this Qufu girl to learn how to be a prostitute.

Why did you say she didn't look for death and life, crying and resisting? When I was with Daddy, it was common to have no food for four out of five days, and I was so hungry that I even grabbed the food in the dog's bowl.

When she was fifteen years old, Qufu once played her best tune to a pilgrim, and she went to pour tea for the honorable man, and then turned around. Before the hind feet left Qu Meiren's incense pavilion, they heard the man and Qu Fu inquire about her name. Since then, Qufu has never given her a smile. But what does it matter, what she wants has always been to worry about food and clothing. Ping An Kangtai, whether others like it or not, finally can't affect her.

The girls in Qingyi Pavilion all have a skill, even if they can't be good at it, they must understand a thing or two. Have fun for those who prefer vassal elegance.

To say that Qu Fu's piano skills are unique, Duan Lianyi's singing voice is also quite famous.

Mother often said that Duan Ripple's voice was as clear and moving as a yellow warbler out of the valley, and it was indescribably pure and flawless, but she rolled on the bed, and her moaning was the most wild, and the man was not sober. Coupled with the body that has no strength to walk, and the skin like congealed fat, Duan Ripples. But he was born to eat this bowl of rice.

I can't believe all what my mother said, Duan Lianyi thought, she was not as beautiful as Qufu, and her temperament was not as hot as her willow waist, and she couldn't understand a man's mind like Xie Yu, and it was not easy to eat this mouthful of food.

Most of Duan Lianyi's guests are old guys who have half a foot in the coffin, and they don't know how many they have to fill the house at home. It's just that Duan Lianyi is now eighteen, and I'm afraid that he will be old in a few years. The value will only get lower and lower.

Duan Lianyi thought about it, she had to save some money from her mother, and on the day when her body and bones could no longer be used, she would redeem herself at a cheap price. Then buy a small garden, eat coarse tea, wear cloth clothes, and grow some side dishes. When you are free, you can find an old woman and take care of the soles together. If there is any honest farmer, don't think about it anymore.

Herself, what a pretentious woman. While thinking. While wiping the rouge from his fingertips, he carefully looked at himself in the mirror, and then shook the bamboo bone fan and moved up to the attic.

Duan Lianyi has no other strength, only a singing voice.

Mom is a veteran of the wind and moon field, and she is the best at the ups and downs between men and women.

Duan ripples are not beautiful? It doesn't matter, just sit by the attic, take advantage of the misty cigarettes and a lonely red light, pull the Ziyan scarf to cover the little face, a pair of autumn water eyes dripping and turning, singing a song of eternal sorrow, wind and snow, Rao is the most affectionate and sweet men and women can't help but raise their eyes to take a look.

After the song is finished, the beauty returns to the Xiang Pavilion, the aftermath is still three feet around the beam, I don't see the face of the beauty but I hear the voice of the beauty, how to be satisfied, don't hurry into the Qingyi Pavilion to take a look!

But today it is not possible.

Just set up a small lamp, and before he could take his seat, there was a commotion outside the Xiang Pavilion, and a drunkard slammed the door and shouted-"I am in love with Miss Duan Lianyi, we love and know each other, why don't you let us be together!" Miss Duan Lianyi, open the door quickly, I Xu Changming is looking for you, today Xiao Dengke, wait for me to be a big Dengke tomorrow, be a champion, and immediately redeem your body Eight sedan chairs to welcome you into the door" The purring voice was obviously not light.

It turned out to be the poor scholar who came a few days ago, and he was pestered just to have a dewy marriage with her. Although Duan Lianyi had good money, he refused to follow this person.

These whimsical readers, with few coins, are good at this wind and moon, and the entanglement in their arms may be how their parents saved their hard-earned money. In case Huang Liang woke up from a dream and the person was annoyed and angry, Duan Lianyi couldn't stand others from lying and cheating.

Besides, the reader is the most crooked intestines, once upon a time, there was a pilgrim who was pretentious, high and outstanding, and after her Wushan**, he actually took the sheep by hand, and even stole her fireworks woman's jewelry, which was really laughing and generous!

Just how is it good now?

The drunken man had been making a fuss for a long time and had not seen him stop, and the poor door was slammed as if it were about to fall at any moment. I heard the sound of the nursing home blocking outside the door, but my mother was not there, and the nursing home couldn't make up my mind.

Duan Lianyi's heart trembled, and his heart turned and turned, I was afraid that he had overcharged the shopkeeper Xu from his mother a few days ago, and this matter was known to his mother, and her mother was deliberately making it difficult for her.

I was afraid and aggrieved, but I couldn't even care about scolding this ruthless woman in my heart, and seeing that the door latch was about to be shaken open, I hurriedly threw away the bamboo bone fan and ran to the attic one by one.

Downstairs, there were already a lot of people gathered to watch the excitement, and when they saw someone coming out, they couldn't help but let out a low cry and pointed upstairs. Duan Lianyi's face was thin, ashamed and angry, his heart was a mess, leaning in front of the railing and not knowing what to do.

was looking left and right, and suddenly heard a "bang" sound, and it was the scholar who slammed the door open with the strength of wine. Duan Lianyi was almost stupid with fright, a gust of wind blew, rolled up his sleeves and fluttered, Duan Lianyi bit his thin lip tightly, only to realize that he had already burst into tears. The man took a few dazed steps, shouted wildly, and followed the scent to the attic, his eyes glazed and full of madness.

Dead dead! I'm really going to die today!

Duan Lianyi clenched the gold bracelet in his hand, choked back tears, gritted his teeth, and fell from the railing on the third floor.

You say, if this is a woman from a good family, it can also be said that she is a chaste martyr, but Duan Ripple is a remnant flower and willow in a Goolan courtyard, a pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, a pair of vermilion lips and ten thousand people, what is the trouble now!

Mother originally planned to teach Duan Lianyi a lesson, but she couldn't imagine that Duan Lianyi would jump off the building without thinking about it, and she was so frightened that her heart and liver couldn't beat, and she fell down in a dizzy eye.

Duan Lianyi didn't die at the bottom, seeing that his thin body bones were about to fall to the ground like fallen leaves, and a black-clothed warrior appeared out of nowhere, making it a light skill that ordinary people had only heard of in the teahouse script. I saw him step forward, his toes on the ground a little, and his body flew up, catching the girl's body falling in mid-air, and then spun in the air and landed steadily.

For the rest of his life after this catastrophe, the bones in Duan Lianyi's whole body seemed to be dead, and he couldn't use any strength, and he couldn't find a trace of blood on his face. The man in black let go of her, and her legs trembled and she was about to fall down again. A figure in front of her walked quickly, grabbed her crumbling body, and whispered: Offended.

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Lalala, it's a new chapter, I don't know if you like the story of the land of fireworks, I hope you like it~ (To be continued.) )