In the middle of the night, Bailuzhou became more and more lively, and after worrying about the country and the people, it was indeed time to stage a flower before the moon.

The top girls pushed out by each Qinglou have already competed a few times at this time, and the supporters behind them have spared no effort to help build momentum. As for the slightly weaker ones, their minds were spent elsewhere, and the literati talents who had been brought over before had become an extremely important main force at this time.

Feng Yingying "hooked up" with Ji Kang, relying on Ji Kang's connections, this time she topped the original Chunyuan Building, and Sun Heng and other talents who were not much different from Ji Kang's reputation were also gathered behind her, so she had a great chance to win the title this time.

Feng Yingying was talking to several talented people who came to support her on her painting boat, and most of them were words of gratitude. In fact, the Qinglou woman really wants to sell her art and not sell herself, and she is probably very concerned about fame, but if it really reaches a certain level, it is not necessarily a good thing, after all, in the eyes of those big people, the so-called Oiran is useless, and under power, women are just playthings.

Feng Yingying is holding her own degree when she interacts with people, and at the moment, some of the people she has made friends with have some identity, and for a while, she can also maintain the identity of a Qingqi person, of course, on the other hand, her fame at this time is probably to let herself have a good "value" when she leaves the Qinglou in the future.

If you can't escape the fate of being a concubine, then you can only focus on some practical things.

I was drinking tea here, and from time to time people dressed as maids walked in, all of whom were acquaintances, and some words were not hidden.

"You mean Ji Qian'er quit?" Feng Yingying looked stunned, and said in surprise that if she hadn't cared about the current scene, she might have to stand up excitedly.

The maid nodded.

Feng Yingying said: "It's really strange. ”

Someone next to him answered the conversation and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Miss Feng, since Ji Qian'er has withdrawn, then this year's Oiran must be a girl!" ”

Feng Yingying smiled back and said modestly: "Li Gongzi begged for praise." ”

After a while of polite words, someone from outside came in to inform that the final round of comparison had begun.

The painting boat of Jinfenglou stopped on the river not far away, and the woman on the deck wore a big coat, and the whole person shrank inside, and the cool breeze swept in, and the woman sniffed, and her eyes did not know where to fall.

The old bustard of the Jinfeng Building next to him lost the last bit of patience, but he also cared about the power behind the woman, so he could only swallow his anger and said, "The old lady doesn't care about you", and went back to the back room.

The woman didn't think so, and after a while, the boat that sent the maid to call rowed to the side of the painting boat, and the woman retracted her gaze, got into the boat, and gradually moved away.

At this time, the last round of comparison over there had begun, and the sound of silk and bamboo, and the woman's soft singing voice sounded together.

The woman squinted slightly and glanced over there, then looked back at the maid with an angry face.

"You girl, what's the hurry?"

"Miss......" the maid looked up, her face full of grievances, "why did Miss quit suddenly." That Feng Yingying, how can you sing well......"

Ji Qian'er pursed her lips and smiled, and said disapprenorovingly: "You can't say that...... Besides, your young lady doesn't want to be famous. ”

Ji Qian'er was probably in a good mood because the things she was really worried about had finally come to an end, so she didn't have to stay here anymore, and she didn't care much about the name of the Oiran.

The Qinhuai River reflects the lights on both sides of the river, a few prosperous, a few cold, and a few thoughts.

Ji Ling'er cried for a while, stopped, stared at the "father" in front of him with red and swollen eyes, and said: "He is an enemy, so what about you, father?" ”

"I thought you were dead."

Ji Ling'er had some preambles and afterwords, as a father, he still seriously explained his daughter's questioning under his own guilt.

"I know that's wrong, but until then, I don't want to involve you in this."

"And now?" The faint light of the candle filtered through her eyes, reflecting a bright light, "If you have decided not to involve me, why are you telling me this now?" ”

"I didn't expect you to get together with him."

"Hmph, I saved his life...... Ha...... I saved my enemy......"

Ji Ling'er turned her head and choked up again: "You called me...... How to face your mother! ”

"You shouldn't have been there at all, shouldn't have ......"

The night was in the middle of the night, but the moonlight was very cold, and the woman's thin body was like a dead leaf crumbling in the wind, which was distressing.

Ji's father was sad in his heart, if he could, he naturally wouldn't choose to show up again, but he knew how he could stand by and watch his daughter face danger.

Of course, he could have chosen to secretly rescue his daughter as a bystander and kill that guy, but things are not as good as imagined!

He knew that he really did that, and his daughter would definitely not be able to get out of that shadow for the rest of his life, and he thought that he could be forgiven by telling part of the truth, but he didn't expect the ending to be like this.

But long pain is better than short pain, everything has a fate.

"He's dead."

"Hmph...... Do you really think he's dead? Ji Ling'er said disdainfully, "He can survive his previous injuries......"

"I'm doing it for your good, too...... Even though I don't know exactly what he did, it's not one or two ...... who want him to die."

"Then how do you know that he killed his mother?"

"Someone told me."

"Hey......" Ji Ling'er said indifferently, "Who are you?" ”

Father Ji's heart was cold, and he was silent for a long time.

The cold wind in the middle of the night poured into the woman's boudoir, swept away a bit of rich aroma, the woman stepped into the room, just untied the big slug on her body, her movements and stagnated, Sen Ran's killing intent made her unable to move.

The man's indifferent voice came from behind, and the woman was agitated, with a bitter face.

"It's said that the drama is indifferent, and you may really think highly of yourself before you go down."

"I don't know ...... everyone Why are you so anxious to want my life! ”

"You know...... too" Ji Qian'er turned around slowly, and saw the man who was full of laziness, and a trace of fear inexplicably rose in her heart, which was an emotion he had never shown in front of her, and panic finally appeared in her eyes.

"Of course I do." The man took her words, glanced at her meaningfully, and asked with curiosity, "But I really don't know, if the people above really want to kill me, how can they endure it until now!" ”

The man's gaze turned over, and the corners of his mouth were full of smiles, but in her eyes, they were as sharp as a blade.

"This time...... You're trying to kill me, right? The man's voice sounded faintly, as if asking, but it was not difficult to hear the certainty in his tone.

Ji Qian'er paused, couldn't hide the bitterness on her face, and said solemnly: "You are a threat to me after all...... Even though few people know who you really are, for me, it's best if you're dead! ”

Looking at each other, the man nodded lightly, and then laughed: "Then for me, you can only die!" ”