_!~; _!~;

Lianzhou bites his lip flap lightly. But my heart is churning. MENG Hui. Do you want to be so cool? Give people a step down okay.

Meng Hui finally nodded slightly.

Shen Daoyang came back to his senses. Hurriedly smiled and said, "Since Meng Gongzi wants to enjoy this Lingyang night with this girl. Live up to the beauty of this good day. Shen can't be this chaotic person. I wanted to stay with Meng Gongzi to play in the boat. Now that this situation is in this situation, it is inconvenient to keep it." Lian Zhou saw Shen Daoyang's mouth open and closed. I really think that the ancients were not ordinary verbose." In that case......"

Shen Daoyang is still to be said. But a voice came from there: "Meng Gongzi is leaving."

Follow the source of the sound and look to the past. What caught my eye was Mumba under the pseudonym Sun Xiangwen. Lian Zhou is good at observing words and feelings. She always felt that this man was not simple. He looked at Meng Huishi. There is something strange in the eyes. With a hint of disgust. It seems to be a little interesting.

Shen Daoyang's face turned slightly pale. Lian Zhou sneered. The man in the silk coat said that he was a first-time guest. But there is a bit of arrogance in the conversation. His identity must not be underestimated. Lian Zhou secretly looked at Shen Daoyang. Judging from Shen Daoyang's reaction, such as some micro-expressions. This Shen Daoyang is eight times out of ten. Nine knows the identity of the man in the cloak. Just pretending not to know.

Lian Zhou connected in his mind with what Meng Hui had just said. Meng Hui said that the man in the silk coat was General Hanjiang Mumba. If that's the case. Then it all makes sense. The foreign general appeared in Lingyang in private. He has close contacts with the Lingyang official family. It's not just the general who is being suspected. There are also these people from the official family who are implicated. Collaboration with the enemy and treason has always been the most common drama. Shen Daoyang in order to avoid suspicion. Of course, the identity of the man cannot be revealed. You can only pretend that you don't know each other.

Meng Hui nodded. Eyes flashed. Repeat the gentle and elegant state: "Meng has something. Inconvenient to stay."

At this time. The servants outside entered the boat. Zhao Shen Daoyang respectfully reported, "Young Master. The Flower Girl's boat is near. I guess it's almost time to get to the boat."

Shen Daoyang asked, "Which flower girl?"

"It's the Flower Girl."

Shen Daoyang looked very surprised: "Miss Huaying came to my painting boat."

Behind Mumba, Xue Wenqing stood up. Said: "Brother Shen. It was the younger brother who sent someone to invite the flower girl."

Shen Daoyang couldn't hide his surprise: "Brother Xue. When did you become so capable. The first prostitute in Lingyang City. It's hard to buy a flower with a edge. Brother Shen, I tried my best, but the beauty closed the door. Now you've invited her to my ship."

The others were also surprised.

Xue Wenqing smiled: "Little brother is just giving it a try. I didn't expect her to really agree."

Meng Hui's eyes were unfazed. Shen Daoyang saw that Meng Hui had a tendency to go. Hurriedly stopped him: "Meng Gongzi must not leave now. Hua Ying is the top brand of Lingyang Xuanyan Building. Proficient in music. Singing around. The most fascinating thing is. It is rumored that she dances unsurpassed. There is no woman to match. Such women. It's really a stunner in the world. It's a must-have."

Meng Hui raised his eyebrows lightly: "So."

Xue Wenqing seemed to be stunned by Meng Huiyun's indifferent attitude. He answered, "So. . . At this time, Meng Gongzi should not go. You should stay and watch the light song and dance of Hua Ying, and then resign."

Meng Hui sneered: "No matter how beautiful it is. It's just a prostitute."

Lianzhou's eyes widened. Pursing her lips. Looking at the man in the white shirt steadily.

Indifferent eyebrows and eyes loomed. The look of the eyes is mixed with sarcasm and disdain for things. He seems to have always been like this.

Meng Hui saw Lian Zhou looking at him without blinking. My heart was suddenly pulled by a thin thread. The stinging is stinging. He subconsciously wanted to plead. But because the sentence just now was too cold. And so that he could not find any words to save the ice.

She. He used to be a young prostitute in Chunsheng Pavilion.

Shen Daoyang smiled: "Meng Gongzi doesn't want to dislike this prostitute. Songs sung by prostitutes. The dance party has a bit of flavor. This flower is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Meng Gongzi must not leave here."

Meng Hui was silent. His brow furrowed. Look at the boat. The emotions in the eyes are deep and difficult to discern.

Lian Zhou hung his head slightly. Evaded his gaze. There was an inexplicable emotion in my heart.

Meng Hui wanted to redeem something. Then he turned his gaze to Shen Daoyang and said, "Shen Gongzi is warmly invited. Meng Mou will be stingy if he pushes it again."

"So to speak. Meng Gongzi agreed."

Meng Hui nodded lightly.

Should be under Shen Daoyang's covenant. was trying to tell her. Actually, he's not. Then you can't stand prostitutes.

Lianzhou's head drooped slightly. Finally silent wry smile. She didn't care that Meng Hui disliked her because she was born as a prostitute. She's just harder than his eyes. The clouds are light and the wind is light, implying that it is cold and fierce. Reminds her of a lot of the past. The tide is average. She was a little suffocated.

Tell yourself over and over again. Meng Hui has done a lot for himself. She mutilated his brother. Kill his sister-in-law. But he was willing to let go of everything. Ice release suspicion. He thought she was in the fire. Risking his own safety to save her. Firelight in the sky. He ran towards her. A hug. Annihilation of enmity.

But. It turns out. Enmity is not something that can be extinguished if you want to. It's like that faint look in his eyes just now. Enough to remind her of a long time ago. He looked at her mercilessly. Tell her to be whipped with a whip. Parade through the streets.

That kind of suffering can be understood by a few people. She also wanted to let go. I want to try to accept him. But in the heart. But he is always on guard.

While thinking about it. There was a sudden exclamation around them.

Lian Zhou came back to his senses from his thoughts. He also raised his head in a daze.

Two women in front of you. Looks like a twin. They all wore white wide-sleeved fairy dresses. Cloud sideburns like ink. No hosta silverware. Only two cherry blossoms were pinned between the hair. Light pink fragrance. Just like the most spring color is a few more wipes. If you want to complain, you can rest among the branches and greenery.

Two twin girls with beautiful faces. Exquisite. It makes people feel compassion.

Lian Zhou heard someone ask, "Is this ...... How can there be two flowers?"

Momba was silent. Xue Wenqing shook his head. and he did not speak.

Someone else wants to ask. But the next moment. His words automatically choked. Only jaw-dropping. Keep your eyes fixed. Locks have always been people.

The woman who came in from behind was dressed in red. Snow silk jade bone. Green silk half-stranded clouds bun. Han smoke eyebrows like clouds and mist. Magnificent can be seen in the haze. The phoenix's eyes are shining. Like water. The pulse is silent. Picked up a few strokes of eyeliner. It also depicts its charm and dust. Lips are like delicate flowers. Spotting vermilion. Sandalwood ** drops. Shanshan walked in. Just like the woman in the painting. Yanli is incomprehensible.

Xue Wenqing spoke at this time: "This is Lingyang's famous prostitute. Chi Yan Lou Oiran. Blossoms."

Lian Zhou looked at the woman in red. I secretly praised in my heart. This woman is both in appearance and temperament. It's all first-class good. Glamorous but not vulgar. Charming but not. It really lives up to the reputation of Oiran.

If the woman dances on a dance. How heart-wrenching it must be. Spirited.

Everyone looked at the woman in red. They were all so amazed that they couldn't speak.

Hua Yingwan smiled. The voice was like a warbler's cry: "The little woman is a flower. Ladies and gentlemen. Be polite."

The sound is not crisp. With a lazy bewitchment. It's like waking up in the middle of the night.

She's not sticky. His eyes swept generously over everyone in the gallery. When it comes to Meng Hui. There was a pause. Soon turned to Meng Hui's side, a beautiful girl dressed as a man. And then. Come back. He glanced at Meng Hui as if he was nothing.

And at the same time. Meng Hui's eyes. It was also condensed on her body.

And then. He frowned slightly. The bottom of the eyes is deep.