In the Thousand Moon Pavilion, the fragrance bursts, and a Zhu Youlan slowly blooms around the wall.

The stunning woman is wearing a pink veil, the goose egg face is exquisite, she is reclining on the chaise longue, her waist is covered with a thin blanket, the jade feet exposed to the air are snow-white, her slender fingers are holding a scroll of poetry, she raises her eyes lazily, the water waves in her eyes are tactful, her lips are beautiful, and her voice is like a charming girl, "Are you here?"

Yu Qingqing put the paper he was holding on the table and yawned slowly, "Qianyue, the poems are all here, which one do you like?"

Shui Qianyue put down the scroll of poems, sat up from the chair with her hands propped up, and smiled heartily, "This is interesting, no poem is poetry...... No moon is a month. ”

Shui Qianyue stared at the blank rice paper, the corners of her lips hooked, and her teeth dazzled.

Yu Qingqing nodded expectedly, and stroked his hair with his bare hands, "I guess you like this too, but that boy is still young, you have to take it easy." ”

Shui Qianyue squinted her eyes contentedly, the light veil swayed, the white and tender skin loomed, and she was delicate and fragile with the gold ring lining of her ankles, which led to the ravages of life.

"It's not like I haven't seen a man in eight hundred years, don't worry......" Shui Qianyue played with her hair boringly.

The corners of Yu Qingqing's mouth twitched, and the roots of his teeth were sour, "Okay, then I'll go back first." ”

"Uninteresting." Shui Qianyue snorted lightly, conjured a rose with spiritual power in the palm of her hand, tightened her five fingers, crushed the rose again, and let the juice flow on the jade arm, adding a bit of demonic color between her eyebrows and eyes.

Yu Qingqing returned to the hall, everyone's hearts rose to their throats, and they were amazed after watching Yu Qingqing pick up the silk flower and put it in Lan Wujiang's palm.

Lan Wujiang was stunned, and looked at Yu Qingqing puzzled, "Did Miss Qianyue really choose me?"

She obviously didn't write anything.

"Naturally, it's true, and I also ask the little boy to go to the Thousand Moon Pavilion with Qingqing." She smiled gently, and the essence of her eyes flashed.

Li He's face was blue in the Tianzi room, the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out, and he unconsciously opened the bead curtain again, staring at Lan Wujiang with gloomy eyes, "Give you 30,000 Xuanjing stones, give me this opportunity." ”

Lan Wujiang almost laughed out loud when she heard this, and before she could refuse, Wu Changli also shouted the price, "I'll pay 50,000." ”

Ouyang Heng chuckled, and Lang Lang spoke, "Eighty thousand." ”

The audience was boiling at this moment.

Li He's face was so black that it could drip.

The eunuch behind him swallowed his saliva and was about to help Li He back, but Li He raised the price again at this time, "One hundred thousand!" Who else is going to fight me?"

One hundred thousand spars is not a small amount for anyone.

The corners of Lan Wujiang's mouth twitched, and his palms were hot while holding the three silk flowers.

Li He saw that Lan Wujiang did not speak, thinking that Lan Wujiang had acquiesced, and finally had a smile on his dark face, and when he was about to praise Lan Wujiang for being able to distinguish between the noble and the low, Lan Wujiang spoke.

She smiled slightly, and followed Yu Qingqing to stride forward, "I'm sorry, I don't sell it." ”

There was a sigh in the audience.

"Don't you know what to do......" Li He watched Lan Wujiang leave in disbelief, and before the words in his mouth were finished, he was drowned in the public's discussions.

Lan Wujiang was worried about Lan Xiaowu in his heart, and his eyes were lowered and he was lacking in interest.

"Little boy, when you get to the place, this is the Thousand Moon Pavilion." Yu Qingqing stopped in front of the door and opened a crack in the door for Lan Wujiang.

Lan Wujiang nodded, pushed open the door, and saw the light gauze tent flying, the window was wide open, and the moonlight was scattered all over the ground, and it was cold and not like an Oiran room.