Xiao He took a sip of tea, put the tea bowl back on the table, and then leaned back on the circle chair, retracted his hand and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a somewhat lazy expression, "It's really good, I'll squint for a while." If there is something good-looking, call me again. ”

"Hey...... You ......" Duan Heng looked at him like this, and he was speechless for a while, he only hated that he didn't explain the business rules clearly to him at the door, and to play with him, he had to be awake, listen, watch, chat, and preferably laugh.

Thinking like this, Duan Heng himself was amused by himself. Turning his head again, he saw that his eyes were closed, and his eyelashes were densely attached to his eyelids as if they had been brushed by thick ink, trembling slightly with the rhythm of his breathing. If he changes into women's clothes, I'm afraid this year's Oiran will be in hand.

It's a pity. Duan Heng didn't understand why he was sighing in his heart.

If only he were a woman, it would be great.

So, I was frightened by my crazy thoughts.

He straightened his mind and let his eyes return to the lobby downstairs, those warblers and swallows, red and green, beckoning, spending money, no need to bother, no need to be tempted, even lie still by yourself, what posture do you want?

Why bother with those crooked brains?

He forced himself to repeat it again in his heart, motherfuck, what you like is a woman!

But his mind seemed to be against him, and the scene he saw in his bedroom in Xiao Mansion that day suddenly jumped out of his mind, and the beauty was like jade, and then he shook his head fiercely, eager to split his brain, wash those pictures clean, and forget about it.

He's just a brother to me.

As soon as the gongs and drums sounded downstairs, the silk and bamboo vocal music started, Xiao He had already fallen asleep, and he was scared to wake up.

Geisha sent in from all over the world have already appeared, and they are considered to be appearing one by one, although they are silk and satin dresses, the cut is unique, and those with exposed arms and legs are called the norm, and the breasts are half-open or sultry, and naturally they are also commonplace. What's more, only the gold tassel is hung to cover the body, and the step by step shakes, shaking is infinitely amorous, and the eyes of people linger.

Even Xiao He, as a woman, was a little blushing, she quietly glanced at Duan Heng, wanting to see if his expression was salivating, but found that he was staring at herself with a good look.

"What do you see me doing?" Xiao He had no reason to be angry, he must have been angered by the mockery in his eyes.

"Brother Xiao, do you want to make a fortune? Guess who would be today's Oiran? Duan Heng was glanced at by her, and he was not annoyed, but smiled, "I will place the bet for you, if you win, you will be yours, and if you lose, it will be mine." ”

Xiao He narrowed his eyes slightly, he was too flattering today, and he was a little courteous.

Duan Heng was a little uncomfortable stared at by her, so he laughed dryly, "And it can be regarded as accompanying Brother Xiao for her sister last night." ”

He didn't mention it, Xiao He almost forgot that the unruly county lord Duan Shengyi used clumsy means yesterday to scald her with hot soup. She still remembered that the half bowl of soup was caught by his brother's bare hands.

No wonder when I saw him today, I smelled a faint smell of medicinal oil, which had not yet dissipated. His right hand must have been very hot.

pondered back and forth like this, Xiao He's anger disappeared.

Although Duan Heng is still a little playful and can't be called a good friend, he is really worth befriending, and he is sincere. When you look at him in the eyes, you know that whether you laugh or scold, he is the kind of person who will not stab someone in the back.

Xiao He's eyes swept to the lobby, and he carefully looked at the many geisha one by one, and then waited for each of them to come forward and report their stage names and backgrounds.

Suddenly, in the midst of the group of women, she heard a very familiar voice.

The voice claimed to be Yehuan, from the Huan Ge Building.

Night Fun? Singing Tower?

Xiao He suddenly recalled some fragments in his mind, she had indeed heard this woman's voice that day, and learned the nickname of the Ten Hall Yama from her mouth. This woman's facial features are charming, with distant mountain eyebrows, water-red lips, a red lotus on the other side of the eyebrows, and two points of vermilion makeup at the corners of her lips are put together but there is an indescribable charm.

She recalled that Xiao Shi said to herself that day that Qinglong Hall had nothing to do with Huange Building, and it didn't matter if there were ghosts.

Without thinking about it, she pointed to the "Ye Huan" and said to Duan Heng, "I'll buy her to win." ”

Duan Heng let out an "oh", dragged out the tail note, called the little guy to pay attention, as if he had been pondering for a long time, and replied: "It turns out that Brother Xiao likes that kind of ......" After speaking, he deliberately looked her up and down.

Xiao He didn't admit or deny it, and his mind was full of guessing how far this Qinglong Hall had been involved in the imperial capital. Why did Xiao Shi say last time that he would cancel the mission of assassinating Mu Churan, and now that he is staying in the palace, what is he trying to do?

Qinglongtang is just a sect of rivers and lakes, and it is said that going to heaven is nothing more than money.

Seeking wealth is bound to kill.

Whose life are they trying to harm this time?

At present, the only clue that is known to be connected to Qinglong Hall is Tang Qinghua, but Tang Qinghua is dead. During his lifetime, he held the imperial power, and the people he dealt with were nobles, and now Xiao Shi is lurking in the harem, and the target should be related to the nobles in the palace.

Royal secrets, Xiao He doesn't know much.

In the past, she didn't have much opportunity to understand, but in the future, she listened to wild history, which was too much.

Now the people who can get the most access to these contents, among the people she knows, except for Mu Churan, is the prince of King An next to her now. It seems that I have to find a chance to talk to him.

Xiao He raised his eyes, bumped into Duan Heng's gaze again, and squeezed out a smile that was not so perfunctory, but there were other calculations in his heart.

Duan Heng smiled with him completely unconsciously, a little naïve.

The music downstairs changed, and the Oiran competition officially began.

In the first round, the comparison is about appearance, the so-called beauty, with the appearance of flowers and the moon, the song of the warbler, and the posture of the willows.

Originally, they were all the top cards everywhere, carefully selected to send over, and it was difficult to have a few inconsiderate faces, in addition to a special review, all the officials can also buy flowers to give.

The final result is the score obtained after the comprehensive evaluation, and the person with the highest score needs to be able to enter the eyes of the judges, and also have the highest popularity in the audience, win the most bouquets, and win by quantity first.

When the rules were not issued, Xiao He probably knew that it was greasy, and when she listened to the rules, she sneered and smiled, the silver earned in the middle was not a spring drizzle of one or two points, and it was appropriate to describe it as a torrential rain like flowing water in midsummer.

When Duan Heng was still on the side and asked her if she wanted to buy flowers, Xiao He couldn't help but glance at him again, although it was not his own silver, it was too wasteful. This time she wanted to save some for him, so she held him down, "See, talk about it." ”

The girl with the flower basket in the Wanhualou walked back and forth between the officials' seats, selling the flowers in the basket. They are said to be flowers, most of them are shriveled, and some are silk flowers to make up the numbers.

Duan Heng's hands itched several times, but Xiao He shook his head to stop them. If they don't move, they will be moved, so why should they be afraid that the silver is hot?

Xiao He saw that the girls carrying baskets were almost all full of them and returned empty. There were three or five round-headed and fat-eared characters sitting in the judges' seats, pretending to comment on the geisha on the stage one by one, and the words used were mostly the most vulgar.

However, in this kind of place, the more vulgar the words used to describe a woman's figure, the more excited the judge is.

They were really excited, but Xiao He was getting more and more boring, holding the tongue and drinking two cups in a row, Xiao He couldn't make Xiao He feel energetic, so she leaned back in the circle chair, and chatted with Zhou Gong again after a while.

Duan Heng also looked at it strangely, this Oiran Contest that all men were enthusiastic about could actually make him fall asleep for the second time.

He was afraid that he would sleep heavily and freeze, so he went to let the little servant get into the carriage and bring up his cloak and cover him on his body, so that he was a little relieved.

The silk and bamboo music downstairs did not stop, and the whole orchestra played happily.

This battle didn't wake Xiao He up again, but she slept peacefully. It was also because she had been sleepless all night before, worrying about Xiaoshan's body, until his body was no longer cold and shivering, that she finally let her relax.

Xiao He is really tired, in the joyful voice, he can't hold back the exhaustion, Xu is Duan Heng is by his side, which can also reassure her, so she can fall asleep and have a nightmare.

She also dreamed of the palace where she lived when she was a child, and dreamed that she was only six or seven years old, playing with the maids in the courtyard. The mother stood under the porch and asked her if the homework given by the female husband had been completed.

She craned her neck and lied, and she was all done, and I will play with it for a while, mother.

But as soon as the mother turned around, her shadow disappeared, and the maids ran away, and no one could find her. Suddenly, a fire, as if it had come out of the ground, like a blood-red python devouring the palace compound bit by bit. The fire burned so hot that she saw that the skin of her hands and feet was scorched.

She cried, she fled, she didn't know the direction or the way forward.

Mother, the child is wrong, the child will never lie again, Mr. will write his homework, don't go, don't leave the child alone......

She cried so hard that her throat was dry, and her throat was scorched from crying, and suddenly the earth under her feet cracked, and the whole person sank, sinking into an endless abyss, never seeing the light of day.

Xiao He kicked his legs, stepped on the ground, and stood up. There were still tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and the cloak on his body fell to the ground. Stunned for a while, the dream was far away, leaving only infinite sadness.

After relieving herself, she bent down and picked up the cloak of the ink fox fur, looked familiar, and turned her head to look at Duan Heng, who was staring at herself in surprise, as if she had seen something earth-shattering.

When she first woke up, her throat was not opened, and her voice was slightly hoarse, "Your cloak is thick, and you have been awakened by the heat." As he spoke, he handed him back the cloak and wiped the moist corners of his eyes.

"Really?" Duan Heng had a smile on his face, "You are still talking in your dreams first." ”

Xiao He's heart jumped when he heard this, "What did you say?" ”

"Miss Yehuan, you are so fragrant." Duan Heng looked scoundrel and was very disgusted.

Xiao He's eyes straightened, "Lord Shizi, have you ever tried to fly directly from the attic to the lobby on the first floor?" ”