Nineteen-year-old Oiran, but still maintains a virgin body, in this era, it is definitely regarded as a person who has never been seen before or since. Cui Niannu has been able to clean herself for such a long time, in addition to the particularity of being an Oiran, it is also inseparable from her dexterous mouth.

When she was in the sixth year of Zhenghe, Wu's mother planned to find a handsome and elegant son to break her body for Nian Nu'er, but Nian Nu'er only said one sentence at that time, and Wu's mother gave up this idea.

"For men, what you can't get is the best, if your mother has a sister who can replace Nian Nu'er, then the combing must be good, but if not, Nian Nu'er will no longer be able to make money for her mother in the future!" Cui Niannu said this sentence at the beginning, and she was consumed until now, and now at the age of nineteen, she can't survive it no matter what.

For the breaking of the body, Nian Nu'er has long been downplayed, and she is in **, she can't hide from this day sooner or later, the difference is who this body will give to. This year's Oiran Contest was the last time she Cui Niannu participated, and when she broke, she no longer had anything to hook the man's heart. Nian Nu'er knows very well that she can't be compared with Master Li, Master Li has the support of today's official family, even if it is ** in the official family, it is also a romantic story, but she can't Nian Nu'er. The innocent Nian Nuer is the Nine Heavens Fairy who is known in Tokyo City, but the Nian Nuer who has broken his body is no longer the famous Oiran lady of the Bianliang River.

If you really get an Oiran, what if you give this body to the little king? Regardless of whether this little county king is really stupid or fake stupid, at least he has an elegant appearance and noble blood.

It's noon, but the sun is gone, the sky in Bianliang is like this, it is said to change, maybe it is to experience the sorrow of Nian Nu'er, the sky is drizzling. The spring rain is like silk, weaving a misty curtain outside the window, the breeze blows, and the willows swing gently. The rain came too suddenly, and the riverside path was mostly filled with people running with their faces hidden, and a few painting boats leaned quietly against the bank, and the raindrops were sprinkled and rippled.

The rain in the south of the Yangtze River has brought too much sorrow. The spring breeze is blowing, and the willows are even more drizzle, which is a hazy place, and how can it be a sad word. Holding a wine glass, standing quietly at the window, occasionally a few drops of rain fell on his hands, but Zhao Yougong did not dodge, he liked this kind of rain, that little bit of wetness, made him feel that he was still alive. Nian Nu'er's mood, he can understand, a woman can't choose who she gives her first night to, it's really sad.

Sympathy in his heart, but he can't express it, because he is a scoundrel, and he is a lustful bastard, and now Nian Nuer has a request for him, why not take the opportunity to take advantage of it? If he is too gentlemanly, it will not be like him.

Looking at the back of the window, Nian Nu'er suddenly had an illusion, such a quiet Zhao Yougong is really rare. I can't see his face, but Nian Nu'er can feel that Zhao Yougong is by no means a fool in other people's mouths.

"The king of the county, the slave family has always wanted to ask you, aren't you afraid of losing when you compete with high-ranking officials today?"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, this son fed all the golden gun pills to the pigs, do you think I'm afraid?" Zhao Yougong turned his head and shrugged his shoulders gently, looking at Nian Nu'er who was smiling like a flower, he leaned against the wall, tilted his neck and drank the wine in the cup, "Hey, Nian Nu'er, my relationship with that tall fat man, you don't know, can I refuse the bet he made?" Youdao is a manly husband, how can he be that shrunken turtle? ”

Waving his arms, Zhao Yougong's face was a little red, at this time he looked like a ruffian in Bianliang City, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a noble county king. seems to be a reckless man, but the slave has no contempt, lifts the wine jug, and fills a glass again, "The king of the county is so straightforward, but the slave family likes it a little."

Nian Nu'er's voice was soft, Zhao Yougong lowered his head slightly, his eyes couldn't help but look a little distracted, could this beautiful woman be his?

The spring breeze is blowing softly outside the window, the banks of the Bianliang River are quiet, and there are few pedestrians on the road. At the end of the long street, a woman in a blue gauze skirt walked forward, her steps were not big, but they were very fast. The woman was long, with beautiful lines, and her expression was cold, but her face was extremely beautiful, with a delicate face, slender eyebrows, and pink lips and a small mouth. Glamorous as a peach and plum, cold as frost, maybe these eight words are the most suitable to describe this woman.

This beautiful woman walked very fast, the umbrella could not block the wind and rain at all, the bottom of the skirt was already soaked, and a pair of white embroidered boots had already been soaked by the rain.

A beautiful woman, naturally with a nice name, her name is Su Ying? s, is the steward of the Chu Palace, and is also Zhao Yougong's personal maid. When she was four years old, Su Ying? s was sent to the palace of the king of Chu by Concubine Zhu (Zhao Yougong's grandmother, the mother of Zhezong Zhao Xu and King Zhao of Chu), and this treatment was fourteen years. After the death of Zhao Xiang, the king of Chu, is it Su Ying? s grew up with Zhao Yougong, speaking of which, she is also Zhao Yougong's closest person in the world.

Came to the door of the Cuifang Building, Su Ying? S frowned tightly, the rain flowed down from his sideburns, but a layer of wetness was covered in his beautiful eyes. From being sensible, Su Ying? S knew that she belonged to the Chu Wangfu all her life, she was grateful for the kindness of the concubine, so she did her best to take care of the little county king, and it was okay at first, but since the king of Chu went, the little county king was like a different person, he was no longer obedient, and he lingered in the ** Chu Pavilion all day long, and in his spare time, he either fought or bullied the vendors in the bazaar. Su Ying? S hopes that the little county king can be a useful person, not to mention the literary style, at least it shouldn't be insulted by the noble origin, how many times have she been admonished, even she doesn't remember herself, but the little county king still hasn't changed.

I'm really tired, but I'm reluctant to leave, if she leaves, the little county king will really have no one to take care of.

Before night, it was raining again, so it was deserted in the building, and a graceful woman walked in, which was really surprising. Mother Wu was sitting at the table eating melon seeds, and when she saw a person walking in, she instinctively wanted to greet her, but seeing the face of the person who came, she couldn't help but stop and hummed a little salty, "Who is it, it turned out to be Su Guanshi!" ”

"Where's my little king?" It's not the first time you've come here, Su Ying? S didn't think about hiding anything, she came here to take the little county king back, today is the death day of the king of Chu, and the little county king has to go back to the pillar incense no matter what.

"Wait a minute"

"No need, I'll go by myself!" Mother Wu's eyes flickered, Su Ying? S knew where Zhao Yougong was, she threw the umbrella on the table, and walked up with a pink skirt.

The smell of white wood incense filled the entire room, and Zhao Yougong felt that his whole body was fluttering, looking at Nian Nu'er in front of him, as if he was in a fairyland.

"Crunch", the door was pushed open, Su Ying? S walked in expressionlessly, and after seeing Zhao Yougong who was drinking in a pot, her eyes were a little red, and she was aggrieved, but she didn't cry after all. Su Ying? S's temperament is a little stubborn, otherwise she would not be able to handle the affairs of the Chu Wang's Mansion as a woman, and she has been in charge for so many years, "Little County King, go back with the servant"

"What are you going back for? Cherry? S, why are you straining your face all day long, can you die if you smile? Zhao Yougong pursed his lips impatiently, since Su Ying? As soon as S came in, he never smiled again, "I finally listened to Nian Nu'er play a song, and it made you mess up!" ”

"Little Junwang, go back with the servant, today is the old master's death day, you have to go back with the servant no matter what"

If you are anyone, you should go back when you hear this kind of words, and on the day of your father's death, even the most bastard person will not go back to the pillar incense. What was surprising was that Zhao Yougong not only did not nod, but showed a trace of anger, he slapped the wine glass on the table, and shouted with a cold face, "Death day, death day, my father has been dead for so many years, what's the use of burning incense and going to the grave?" If you have that free time, can't you play more? ”

Zhao Yougong's words are not too big, but they make people feel a chill on their backs, what kind of bastard son can say such things? Cui Niannu looked at Zhao Yougong with some woodenness, the expression on her face was very complicated, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Su Ying? s couldn't control the grievances in her heart anymore, and crystal tears flowed down her cheeks, but even so, she still pursed her lips and didn't say a word, just stood dead at the door.

"If you cry, you know it's okay to cry, don't cry, this king can't go back with you? This unlucky one, as soon as you come, it will be no good thing! Zhao Yougong didn't say hello to Cui Niannu, he left the room with his hands behind his back and huffed, and when he passed by, he also bumped into Su Ying intentionally or unintentionally? S's shoulder, Su Ying? s A weak woman, under the collision, a stumbling almost hit the threshold.

The rain kept falling, and when he came downstairs, Zhao Yougong picked up an umbrella and walked out of the building alone. Su Ying? S followed closely behind, and at this time she did not have an umbrella in her hand, allowing the cold spring rain to hit her thin body.

Walking all the way, Zhao Yougong didn't dare to turn back, he was afraid that as soon as he turned back, he couldn't help but put Su Ying? s in his arms. Su Ying? S is good, he knows it in his heart, but in order to be able to live, he has to do this, he wants everyone in Tokyo to know what kind of bastard King Zhao Xiaojun is, of course, the most important thing is to hide it from the ruthless imperial uncle.

In the Bianliang Palace, Zhao Ji waved his brush with a gloomy expression, and an old eunuch with a gloomy face was studying ink beside him, "Yang Jian, what are the interesting things in the capital recently?" ”

"Official, if you don't go out of the palace, what other interesting things can you do outside? But the little one heard about a little thing! ”

"What?"

"Yesterday, the king of Yongning County and Gao Shibao made a big fuss in Yuelou, and the teacher girl was very angry!" Yang Jian slowly told yesterday's events, his eloquence was very good, obviously a small thing, but in his mouth, it became a very interesting story.

Zhao Ji stopped his pen and smiled thoughtfully, "Yang Jian, all the show girls this time have been selected, pick two good ones and send them to the Chu Palace!" ”

"Don't worry, the little one will do it tomorrow!"

In the palace, Qionglou Yuyu, glazed treasure, drizzle, that family affection, but has long been submerged in the rain.

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