"Miss, we've arrived at Baihualou." Ling'er reminded from the side.

Ziyou blinked, "Get out of the car." ”

After entering this Baihualou, there is no turning back. Who doesn't know, it's easy to get in, but it's impossible to get out. In the Oiran general election every three years, how many women from all over the world come here. became an Oiran, signed a deed of sale, and tattooed a flower case on his arm, he was a hundred flowers and lived here for life. The remaining 19 people, if any of them have a fancy to them, they will be taken away if they are willing to redeem themselves, or they will be trained to become assassins.

"Miss, are you really going to participate in this Oiran election?" Ling'er still couldn't believe why the lord of the country pushed the young lady into the fire pit. Is there really no trace of father-daughter affection for Miss?

Ziyou didn't answer, and his steps were very firm. Because she didn't have a choice. From the moment she took on the first mission, she knew that to step back meant death. That's why she does so well every task.

Seeing that Ziyou didn't react, Ling'er closed her mouth and didn't say anything.

As soon as I arrived at Baihualou, I received all the women who participated in the general election and gathered in the backyard of the wing room an hour later.

An hour later, there were nearly a hundred women in the backyard of the wing. Every one of them is a beautiful woman with outstanding appearance when placed on the outside. But in this group of people, it can only be said that they are mediocre.

Not long after, an old woman came. Although it looks ordinary, it naturally exudes a sense of dignity and sacredness. When Ziyou saw her, he felt that she was very extraordinary. But there are always those who are eyeless and pretentious to emphasize their existence.

"What's the matter with you sending an old man to send us? This is the way you treat people in Baihualou? "The man who spoke was the most luxuriously dressed man in the room. In less than half an hour, Ziyou heard her name three times - Ye Baisheng. It is well-known in the market. No wonder there is a clamour.

I saw that the woman paid no attention to her meaning, and said what she had to say. "Only twenty of you are eligible for the general election in two days' time. Before participating in the general election, it is necessary to go through three primary elections: literature, makeup, and charm. Now divide you into five groups and have someone take you to the place where you will be examined. ”

As he spoke, a few strange women came out of nowhere. One by one, they wore veils, looming, and they couldn't see their faces clearly.

Ziyou obediently did as the old woman said. I'm still a little glad in my heart, but fortunately I didn't say what embroidery I wanted to choose, if I got this, she really wouldn't.

Following one of the veiled women, he walked around for a long time before stopping in front of a courtyard. Then, he said to us, "This is the place where your anthology is located." And I'm your examiner. The tone was a little softer than that of the old woman.

The anthology is the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which is relatively simple for Ziyou. An hour later, the anthology ended. Unsurprisingly, it passed without incident. It's just that the woman looked at Ziyou after taking them back to the backyard.

When everyone arrived, the old woman still issued a notice in a tone that did not have any warmth, "Those who are eliminated in the primary election should leave Baihualou within three hours." Those who stay will come to the makeup selection tomorrow at this hour. ”

Ling'er saw that Ziyou was back, and she was a lot more relieved. Originally, I went out with Ziyou to watch, but there were many inexplicable people who stopped me, so I just forgot it, "Miss, you're hungry." I still have some dry food from before, I'll go get it. ”

"I'm not hungry, I'm just sleepy and want to sleep for a while. Ling'er, you can rest for a while. Ziyou blinked and smiled helplessly.

"Okay, Miss, you have a good rest." With that, Ling'er stepped back and closed the door.

The next day, makeup selection. All the steps are in order. The result is also passed. It was too smooth, Ziyou thought that this might be his father's arrangement. If so, then there is nothing to doubt.