That Chun'er has been in Qinglou for a long time, and her mind is also very active. After hearing Su He ask her about the hundred-sided fan, her slender legs climbed up Su He's legs like vines, and her slender jade hands gently teased Su He's sideburns, and her delicate charm was like a sweet berry in spring: "Childe asked his mother what he was doing~ Could it be that Childe came here to spend a lot of flowers, isn't it for fun?" ”

The girl's slender legs rubbed restlessly, and Su He felt a scorching heat wave rise from the depths of his body. He wanted to do something in his body, so he couldn't shirk Chun'er, so he had to calm down, use the cool breath in his body to suppress the temporary enthusiasm, and then gently put his fingertips on Chun'er's waist, and smiled like a moon and a half: "Girl, where is this." I have admired the name for a long time, and I just want to see the true face. ”

The bamboo curtain is half rolled, and the dark fragrance floats. The girl turned her eyes coquettishly, stretched out her pink little tongue and licked it tactfully on Su He's slender and white neck like a dragonfly, seeing that Su He's body trembled slightly, and her cheeks flew light red unnaturally, Chun'er even had to stick her face to Su He's chest inch by inch, and there was a bit of cunning in her words: "If the son has anything you want to ask, just ask Chun'er." However, Chun'er has one condition. ”

Su He's hand under his sleeve clenched tightly, trying his best to control his trembling voice, and pretending to be indifferent and said, "What do you say, girl." ”

"I've been in this green building for five years." Chun'er said this, and there was a lot of gloom and loneliness in her delicate eyes, "In the past five years, I have greeted each other with a smile and attracted countless customers, but I have never met someone like Childe who makes me so emotional." I'm already in my twenties, and I'm afraid that I'll lose color and love in the future. I don't want to die in this green building like this. ”

As soon as the words fell, a trace of fierceness flashed in Chun'er's eyes. She climbed up to Su He's neck, pressed it in his ear and whispered, "If Childe can promise to take the little girl out of this green building, I will let you know what Childe wants to know." ”

"Oh?" Su He was actually a little interested when he heard this, his fingertips were slightly buckled, and his fingers gently attached to Chun'er's light waist, "Why did you choose, it's me?" ”

"I'm afraid Childe went out in a hurry today." Chun'er smiled lowly, her laughter was delicate and tactful, and she was full of charm, scratching Su He's heart like a cat's thin claws. She reached out and stroked Su He's eyebrows, eyes, and forehead, and then slid onto his inky black hair in an instant, and her glass-dyed glass-like peach-colored fingertips inserted into her waterfall black hair, and then slid down, caressing Su He's delicate and smooth collarbone, and muttered: "The imprint of the net towel on the forehead of the prince has not faded yet." ”

"Childe is an official, a big official. The senior officials of this age in Qingyi City are afraid that there is only the famous young master of the Su family. Feng Zhao is specially dispatched, Qingyi is too guarded, and the head of Su Mansion is naturally different from those sons and brothers who only know how to have fun. You are a good person, someone who deserves to be entrusted with your life. ”

There was a warm fragrance of the wind floating, and Su He's eyes when he looked at Chun'er softened with the clear wind like flowing water. The heat in his body stopped for a while, he smiled lightly, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and the light hit the bridge of his straight nose obliquely through the screen, dyeing a faint layer of warmth.

"The girl is so smart."

For a moment, Su He was in a trance. He actually felt that this Chun'er was not as incomprehensible as the rumors, but on the contrary, he was full of intelligence, and he couldn't bear it in the mixed flowers, and he kept his head in obscurity, just waiting for the opportunity.

This fox is a bit like ...... Easy wheel.

"It's a pity that Su is afraid that he will disappoint the girl." Su He was still smiling gently, but at this time, the smile fell on Chun'er's eyes, but it was as cold as frost, "Su is only afraid that he is not a good person for the girl, and I hope that the girl will not be blamed, and there is a better son waiting for the girl behind." ”

Chun'er gritted her teeth, not wanting the fat in front of her mouth to fly off again, so she turned over and sat directly on Su He's lap, her legs crossed around, like a fox's tail. She looked directly into Su He's clear eyes, and then smiled, her eyes were full of brilliance, she leaned forward, put her face on Su He's face, and said in a suppressed voice: "Mother's surname is Shen, and she was a person in the palace when she was the emperor." ”

Sink. People in the palace.

Su He's body stiffened, and a burst of electricity quickly rushed through the meridians of his body, and some scattered things in the past were connected like beads at this moment. He tilted his head slightly, and saw that Chun'er had already retracted her face, and looked at him with a delicate smile like a flower, as if she was jokingly watching his reaction.

"If Childe is willing to help me, I can tell you more." Chun'er tilted her head, a little playful, but there was a murderous aura in her smiling eyes.

"Deal." Su He's fingers attached to Chun'er's waist were raised silently, leaving only their fingertips to touch lightly as they had just now. Chun'er seemed to notice the change in him, and the elegance in her eyes disappeared for a moment, but she quickly gathered together, and pretended not to care, bowing her head and coquettishly: "The slave family knows that Su Lang is interested in the slave family~"

It's not easy. With such a ruthless character as a hundred-faced fan, the secret behind his life experience can be detected by such a powerless woman.

Interesting.

"I'll be coming to see you often these days."

"After getting what I want, I'll keep my promise."

Su He smiled gently, but at the moment he smiled, he was a little cold.

Two days later, in the backyard of the flowery building, hundreds of fans kept testing Chu Changting.

Hearing that there was something in the words of the hundred fans to sell himself to force himself, Chu Changting's heart tightened again and again.

It's cunning. Chu Changting looked at the hundred-faced fan coldly, and then came out with a smile on his face, and Ying Ying said: "Mom~ Although I am a woman from the rivers and lakes, I still know some talent in the end." My singing skills are first-class, so don't waste my wonderful skills! ”

"There are a lot of girls in my building who can make songs!" Although after hearing Chu Changting call his mother, Baimian Fan's face softened, but he still replied disdainfully.

A cool breeze struck, and Chu Changting shivered, only to realize that it was almost dusk. Thinking that he and his younger brother had been separated for a long time, and he was afraid that his brother's identity would be exposed and he would be killed, he was a little anxious. She stepped forward and walked to the hundred-faced fan, and sang in a coquettish voice: "Long live can't save the concubine, Taizhen wants to save San Lang." ”

Shengshengyan's language is as clear as a cut, and the sound of the warbler is round. A sentence of Beikun babbling, the tone is tactful, the water mill tone is soft and delicate, and Chu Changting's already crisp and misty voice is full of coolness, and a song of mourning actually gives people a feeling of drizzle, like a spring breeze. After a new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn; Another sentence of the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream.

The sentences are in the bones, the voice is like a complaint, and the light tremor of the tail note makes people feel fresh at first hearing, and then they are swept away by the sorrow hidden in the dark.

The hundred-faced fan was stunned when he heard the song, and it seemed that there were dots of tears welling up in his eyes. The old things broke through with this joke, and she hurriedly turned around to prevent Chu Changting from seeing her gaffe. But after all, it was mourning in her bones, she couldn't stop thinking about the past, and she had no intention of entangling with Chu Changting anymore, and when she opened her mouth again, her voice turned out to be much hoarse and old: "The old body knows, you are the number one brand tonight." Just go to the back room and say a word to Granny Rui, you don't have to follow me anymore. ”

Chu Changting was very puzzled, but it was just a sad regret that Yang Yuhuan and the imperial concubines did not want to do and had to do. Since ancient times, the dispute between the beauties of the country has always been a trick used to attract people's attention in the drama, and I really don't know why this hundred-faced fan is so sad. But when he thought that he had finally been saved from selling himself, he turned back to Granny Rui as if he was relieved. Her mood improved slightly, and she even walked a lot brisker.

Jiulang, under the Yellow Spring, do you remember me Shen Baiqiong. The hundred-faced fan looks sad and cold, and there are wrinkles on his face that are folded together, but the smile is far-fetched like a withered and strong flower. She paced down the corridor, the scenes of the past crashing into her mind like flowers, and her eyes lost their former sharp demeanor.

"My concubine, in the heavens on earth, how can this hatred be repaid!" The hundred-faced fan also babbled and hummed, and when she stopped, her body was already out of strength and leaned against the railing, her eyes rippling with tears.

It's a pity that you are a kind-hearted emperor, and my love for this is still wrong after all. The hundred-faced fan slowly closed her eyes, and the feeling of grief bloomed like a dark flower on her face, which was no longer faceless, although it was in full bloom, it seemed to wither.

In the wing room on the other side, Han Yaoxi had already changed into a dew lily skirt with blue flowers and green flowers, and the corners of the skirt like mist rose to the ground, like dew to the tip of the lotus leaf sliding down. She was born plain, and her mother-in-law did not paint too heavy makeup for her, but only understated and simply sketched, and painted a slim beauty. Han Miaoji looked at herself in the mirror with cold eyes, her sleeping phoenix eyes seemed to be open, her concubine-colored thin lips did not get up, her lazy rouge was thinly smeared with fragrant cheeks, she was ascetic and charming, charming and cold, just looking at it quietly, she could seduce people's souls and be amazing.

With such a good face, he will definitely be able to lay his own world in Huamanlou in the future.

Han Miaoxi got up, the skirt that pinched her waist swung with a trend, lining her light waist and wanting to bend, she turned around, Ye Wei walked out of the wing room lightly, and walked towards the main hall full of flowers with her mother-in-law.

The night is accompanied by the fragrance of rouge powder quietly permeating Wenxiang Street, all restaurants and brothels have hung lanterns high, and the dark night is lit up in a flash, Wenxiang Street is lit up everywhere, and the lights are bright, quite the majestic scene of Fengzhao Evening Market.

Su He also came as promised, picked the most eye-catching position in the flower building and sat down, Chun'er also sat lazily and presumptuously in Su He's arms, the scenery at the end of his eyes was bright, and he was smeared with a bewitching red.

"As is customary, there will be a new top card tonight." Chun'er casually curled Su He's long black hair like ink with her hand and said, "Childe is interested?" ”

"Not interested." Su He stared straight at the crowded main hall downstairs.

"What man in the world would not be interested in beauty? I'm afraid Childe isn't joking. Chun'er's eyes flickered, and she smiled smartly, but there was a hint of coolness oozing out of her smile.

Su He smiled but did not speak, and there was a trace of solemnity on his delicate face. He was always worried that something was going to happen tonight.