As soon as Elder Gao and Sister Yulan left, Beilin beckoned to me.

I looked at him suspiciously, not knowing what moth he was going to give birth to.

"Keep up." Beilin said lightly, and then walked towards the courtyard as well.

"Divine Monarch? You'd better rest. "We just came back, and we're leaving again? I didn't close my eyes all night last night.

As if he didn't hear my words, he hurriedly followed, I could only sigh, he really didn't look like he was poisoned, why was his spirit better than mine?

As soon as we got out of the courtyard, we saw the carriage pass the fork, and when I saw that I was walking slowly and leisurely, he turned around and grabbed my wrist, and galloped towards the carriage.

I looked at him, his clothes fluttering, his black hair brushing my cheeks, I looked at him, my thoughts seemed to drift to a very distant place.

Out of Tonggu Alley, Ming Beilin decisively stopped a carriage and followed Gao Lao.

This old man's carriage went all the way to the bustling street market in Shengjing, and when there were more people, the carriage slowed down a little, and Gao Lao had a distance from us, but now he was completely invisible.

"Shenjun, are you still chasing? Gone? I lifted the curtain and looked ahead, but I couldn't see anything but the surging heads.

"Do you know where the Xianglou is?" Beilin suddenly asked the coachman.

The coachman immediately turned around and asked, "Childe, you're not from Shengjing, are you?" Xianglou, who doesn't know in Shengjing, who doesn't know? ”

"In that case, let's go to the Xianglou." Beilin motioned to the coachman to hurry up and catch the carriage.

The coachman immediately looked over to the waist of the underworld, and I thought he was looking to see if we had a pass.

The coachman, who didn't catch a glimpse of the pass, coughed again, and kindly reminded: "This son, Xianglou can't enter without a pass, so?" ”

"You sent us there, where did you get all this nonsense?" Beilin scolded expressionlessly.

We crowded on the main street for a long time, and finally saw a prosperous pavilion rising from the ground in the distance, and the coachman pointed to the pavilion and told us that it was the incense building.

Ming Beilin glanced at the bustling crowd, paid for the car directly, and pulled me out of the carriage.

We should have walked there much faster than the carriage had swayed slowly.

"Shenjun, we don't have a pass, and we can't get in when we arrive." I tugged at the sleeve of the underworld, wondering if he was going to break in.

Ming Beilin ignored me and walked quickly in the direction of the Xianglou, but when we arrived at the main entrance of the Xianglou, we knew what "style" was.

In front of the Xianglou stood eight bewitching girls with exposed shoulders and silk satin skirts, which were cut very closely, showing their graceful posture to the fullest.

Moreover, their arms and collarbones were exposed, and the white flowers were only symbolically draped in a tulle shawl.

This kind of dress makes many men stop and watch here.

"Is this Hualou?" I muttered, why do you still use women to solicit business?

These women stood curlingly, with charming smiles on their faces, and when someone came with a pass, they invited each other into the building very "politely".

I raised my head and carefully observed the incense building, this incense building was built very luxuriously, the eaves of the building were covered with glazed tiles, as soon as the sun shines, it will be full of colorful colors, some charming eyes.