It's just that no matter whether or not you can find the person who splashed the water, Hua Mian's Oiran parade this time is over, and how important it is to be the first time to parade as an Oiran Hui knows better than anyone present, and there is absolutely no way to explain this ugly appearance to that adult.

Ziyuan also noticed that something was going on when the crowd next door suddenly quieted down, "Xiao Ling~Xiao Ling~", Ziyuan called Xiao Ling'er softly, but because there were indeed too many people next to the sedan chair, Xiao Ling'er had already squeezed somewhere.

Hua Mian was stunned on the sedan chair, unable to speak for a long time, but fortunately with a veil, even if she was watered, she could somewhat cover her smiling face.

But somehow tears have begun to roll in the eyes, the veiled eyes are slightly red, Hua Mian himself knows that the current appearance is already extremely embarrassing, if he cries here, it will be all over, Sikong Yu's hard work, the recommendation of the Federation, including Yilanlou itself, may become a joke in the flower street in the future.

Can't cry, absolutely can't cry.

Show them resilience and show them the patience of programmers who have been honed by years of overtime.

Just when most of the onlookers around were waiting to see the joke, they saw Hua Mian slowly straighten up, calmly took off the rotten vegetable leaves hanging on her body and threw them aside, smoothed her dress, cut her hair, took a deep breath, and said to the palanquin man: "Please continue to parade the streets, isn't there still half the way?" ”

Hearing Hua Mian say that she was going to finish the remaining half of the journey in this state, several palanquin drivers looked at each other in disbelief, and when she encountered this situation, she was afraid that she had already found a place to hide and cry, and she actually insisted on participating in the parade.

For Hua Mian's bearing, a few palanquin men admired it very much, "But Oiran you are here...", but admiration is admiration, the actual situation may not allow to continue to parade the streets, Hua Mian is too embarrassed to look like this now.

Hua Mian's performance was also beyond the expectations of those who were waiting to see the joke around, and she originally thought that if she cried out on the street like this, Yi Lanlou would be ridiculed for a long time in Flower Street no matter what she said in the future.

Hua Mian pursed her lips tightly, tried her best to hold back her tears, and raised her head, water droplets slid down the ends of her hair.

The sedan chair drivers did not dare to act rashly when they saw such a situation, although Oiran had already spoken and continued to walk, but her appearance continued to walk would only be seen by more people and suffer more criticism.

The attendant beside Mama Hui had already returned to the sedan chair, "I didn't see anyone, but I found this on the corridor of Baihualou", and handed over a wooden bucket, and from the vegetable leaves left in it, it could be seen that it was the same as the one poured on Hua Mian.

"Baihualou? It looks like I'm going to have a good chat with them at the end of the parade."

"Do you need to give notice to terminate the parade?"

"No need, the words came back just now, and Hua Mian seems to be preparing to continue to complete the street parade."

"What? But the current state of the flower sleeping Oiran..."

Seeing the attendant's incomprehension, Mama Cheng herself also didn't understand why Huamian was able to hold on, but since it was her own choice, "Let her go, such an encounter will also be a growth for her future"

It's already the beginning of autumn, the wind at night has a hint of coolness, Huamian was drenched in water, her clothes were all glued to her body, and a gust of wind blew, as if she was cooperating with the wind, Huamian sneezed a little.