"What's wrong with me, why does my head hurt so much." Ye Qingzhu held his head with one hand and slowly got up.

It's evening now, the sun is hanging obliquely in the sky, and the surrounding clouds are red.

Ye Qingzhu only remembered that at noon, he met Feng Lingchen and drank a little wine, and he couldn't remember what happened later.

How did you get back? It won't be sent back by the wind and dust, if so, wouldn't it be miserable!

Forget it, whatever, he made an appointment with Ye Shu at night, and that person's list hasn't started to check yet!

Ye Qingzhu did it in front of the dressing mirror, ready to clean up casually, and went out, but when he was applying lip grease, he touched the slight pain at the corner of his mouth and did not sign it, so he saw why it was so red here, and there was a tingling feeling.

Ye Qingzhu stretched out his hand and gently touched the corner of his mouth, and hissed, what's wrong, is it on fire recently, why does the corner of his mouth hurt so much.

Ye Qingzhu only thought it was like this, and he didn't care about it.

changed into men's clothes and left the house.

Hongfang Guan, this is the largest flower building in the capital, and there are many famous prostitutes in it, and most of them are only selling their arts.

The girl here is erudite and talented, not like the average Qinglou woman.

Yan'er is the Oiran here, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are no problem, and poetry is also a group of talented people who crush the capital, she is a famous talented woman, wearing a white veil all day long, covering half of her face, revealing her eyes outside, and taking people's souls.

No one has ever seen her appearance, and outsiders are rumored to have her appearance captivating the country.

The people who ordered her were generally famous nobles in the capital, just to learn piano skills, compose poems and have fun, they were all serious people, and they didn't particularly care about this woman's appearance.

If you want to drink and compose poems with Yan'er, but you need a lot of money, these are not the most important things, it mainly depends on Yan'er's own ideas. Even the mother here can't be invited, she is the signboard here, and the mother is naturally careful everywhere.

This Yan'er didn't sell herself to come here, and no one knows why such a talented girl wants to mingle in the Qinglou.

Only at the beginning of each month, Yan'er will come out and perform a dance.

Today is the beginning of the month.

When Ye Qingzhu walked to the Hongfang Pavilion, it gradually became dark, the lanterns at the door were shining, and the women dressed up in flowers and branches were soliciting customers at the door.

Actually, there is no need to be like this, at the beginning of today, it happened to be the day of Yan'er's dance, and the door and even the door were crowded with people, and the whole street was the most lively here.

Although the lights are vulgar, there are a few righteous gentlemen.

At this time, the Hongfang Pavilion was already full of people, and looking at this appearance, they were all rich sons.

The pale pink peach blossoms, accompanied by the sweet peach blossom fragrance, fall from above, falling colorful, the beautiful scene, like wandering in the fairyland of the world, the guests at the table have raised their hands, want to put the falling peach blossoms, in their hands, feel the breath of spring.

A seat in white clothes, white veil, like a fairy in the nine heavens, the surrounding dancing girls seem to be eclipsed, under her background, there is no brilliance, grabbing the rope from above, slowly falling.

The sons in the audience watched intently and admired this wonderful dance.

Ye Qingzhu was wearing men's clothes, his hair was tied high, and he had two mustaches, which were attached to the bottom of his nose, and his white and tender face, with this petite figure, looked very attractive.

Ye Qingzhu held a fan in his hand and tapped his palm rhythmically, looking ruffian.

The mother standing at the door glanced at Ye Qingzhu and didn't say anything, but she was a lot more respectful, and went in with her, regardless of what the people behind said were unfair.

Ye Qingzhu was invited by his mother to the second floor, where the location is excellent and relatively hidden, so he can see the situation on the stage clearly.

This table is full of high-quality tea, as well as famous pastries in the capital, and there are a lot of good things piled up on the table.

Ye Qingzhu sat on the stool, crossed Erlang's legs, and sat casually like that, without feeling that he was a girl at all.

I opened the fan, and I fanned it for a while, staring intently at the table, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

After her mother placed Ye Qingzhu in place, she turned around and left, and continued to go to the door to receive guests.

"Yo, General, what is the wind that brought you here?" Mom's voice suddenly became a little louder, and the eyes around her were also attracted.

No one would have thought that a dignified general would come to the Qinglou, although this is a relatively clean place compared to the Qinglou in other places.

Mother's voice not only attracted the eyes of the surroundings, but even Ye Qingzhu, who was thinking about something else on the second floor, heard it.

I don't know if my mother deliberately said it so loudly, if she wanted Ye Qingzhu to hear it, or if she didn't do it unintentionally, no one would think about it.

Chu Musheng stood at the door, frowning slightly, Xu was very repulsed by the taste here.

I glanced at my mother, didn't say anything, and went in with my feet up.

Attracting everyone's attention, this is also Chu Musheng's idea now, and now it doesn't have to be so troublesome.

When everyone saw the general coming in, they didn't care about Yan'er dancing on the stage, and knelt down to say goodbye.

This general is the dragon all day long, and only when the class teacher returns to the court, people are fortunate to see it.

"No need to be polite." The majesty of the general, everywhere.

The crowd got up and dispersed to both sides, leaving the general with a place at the front.

The others also found a place to sit down, and Yan'er continued to dance on the stage, her body was graceful and as soft as flowing water.

Everyone seems to have been brought into a fantasy realm by her, here ten miles of peach forest, peach blossoms move with the wind, the fragrance of peach blossoms wafts everywhere, there is a woman in white in the peach forest, dancing, as if integrated with the peach forest.

Full of fairy spirit, I can only use these times to describe the scenery I see.

Chu Musheng was also stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered, sitting on the stool with a straight face, tasting the tea in the cup.

Ye Qingzhu didn't react, he still tapped his palms with a fan again and again, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Chu Musheng's position downstairs, as if he wanted to see him through.

Scold! On the surface, he is a righteous gentleman, but in fact, he is really shameless in and out of this place of fireworks and willow lanes.

When everyone saw Yan'er's dancing, they were stunned for a while, and they all showed a look of surprise.

People say that Miss Yan'er's dancing is rare in the world, and there are no words to describe it today.

Only amazed!

Just when everyone was amazed, Ye Shu had already quietly come to Ye Qingzhu, no one noticed, and they didn't know where Ye Shu came in.

Ye Shu was not polite, pulled a stool and sat down.

Ye Qingzhu naturally noticed Ye Shu's arrival, but his eyes were still on Chu Musheng's body and did not leave.

Ye Qingzhu is not afraid of gossip from outsiders, but he doesn't always feel good in his heart.

Just watched Chu Musheng staring at his every move, and saw if he showed a little joy.

Ye Qingzhu didn't know what he was thinking, these were all knee-jerk reactions.

Ye Shu looked at Ye Qingzhu's gaze staring straight at one place, and also followed her eyes, just this glance almost sank, how could there be a more handsome man in this world than him, but looking at the chin, Shenxing, can definitely crush a group of people.

Ye Shu could naturally guess who it was, but he just turned to look at Ye Qingzhu's eyes, fierce, didn't he have some deep hatred.

Ye Shu knew that Ye Qingzhu was now married to General Zhenguo, but he had never heard anything about him from Ye Qingzhu, and he didn't know what the situation of the two of them was now.

Anyway, Ye Qingzhu and Murong Xuan's childhood sweethearts, they all know the things they don't guess, and Ye Shu naturally won't think about other aspects.

Ye Qingzhu looked at it for a while, turned his head, looked at Ye Shu, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, Ye Qingzhu could remove all the disguises in front of Ye Shu.

Pushed the pastries and dried fruits in front of Ye Shu, raised his head, and signaled.

Ye Shu was not polite, took off his hat, put it on the table, stretched out his hand, took some, put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

While eating, he said, "Do you have a grudge against your inside-in-law!" Look at this look, as if it is going to eat people, it is terrible. Ye Shu shook his head and looked at Ye Qingzhu, with a look of what you know.

Ye Qingzhu looked at Ye Shu helplessly, and said casually: "Insider, I didn't castrate him, he is going to burn high incense." ”

Ye Shu looked at Ye Qingzhu and smiled.

After a pause, Ye Qingzhu spoke: "It's not that you don't know the relationship between me and Brother Xuan. ”

When Ye Shu heard this, he was eating dried fruits with relish, and paused for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, but his eyes were unfathomable.

Ye Qingzhu was still staring intently in Chu Musheng's direction, naturally not noticing.

Ye Qingzhu and Ye Shu said something, and Ye Shu put on his hat and left.

Ye Qingzhu's gaze also became inexplicable, as if he wanted to see everything.

Chu Musheng has been stared at like this, and he has long been aware of it, but he doesn't know who it is, just a faint guess: It's revealed so soon!

Yan'er's dance music has ended, and everyone is still unsatisfied.

Before this time, there will always be a lucky person who is lucky enough to drink and write poems with Miss Yan'er.

As soon as this dance was over, Chu Musheng put a bag of gold on the table, looking at the shape of the bag, bulging, and the opening was ajar, there must be a lot of money in it.

The sound of throwing money bags naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Some people really haven't seen so much gold in their lives, and it's just plain in front of their eyes.

"He, I want it." Chu Musheng said, he couldn't see the expression under the mask, but listening to this tone, he couldn't refuse.